Fu Tingjun, let's get divorced

The steam from the hot pot was rising, and when the siblings were eating, Yang Qingwei received a call from Fu Tingjun, asking where she was?Yang Qingwei said that she was having dinner with Yang Qingdong, and told him that she would not go back at night and would stay in the villa. Fu Tingjun was silent for a moment, saying that he would also go there at night. Before Yang Qingwei could refuse, he hung up the phone. Yang Qingwei looked at the phone and put Put it back in the bag.

Yang Qingdong ate his food and asked, "Brother-in-law's phone number?"

"Yes." Yang Qingwei had no intention of hiding anything, "Why, do you want to talk to him?"

Yang Qingdong shook his head, "Forget it, he's so busy. But I'm quite envious of him, he came from such a good background."

"Don't envy others, just live your own life well."

Yang Qingdong nodded and continued to eat. Yang Qingwei looked at him and said nothing.She can also understand that let alone Yang Qingdong, even she envies Miss Fu Misheng's life, but there are only so many young ladies in this world, and most of them are ordinary people, so accepting her own ordinaryness is also a good way to paralyze her.

The two of them didn't go back after dinner, but went to a nearby supermarket to buy something. Fu Tingjun said that he would come too, the siblings could make do, but he couldn't.

"Do you want to take care of his life every day?" Yang Qingdong looked at her skillfully picking things, a little curious.

"It's okay, everything at home is prepared by the servants, I don't need to do anything." Yang Qingwei put a box of toothpaste into the shopping cart.

Yang Qingdong had nothing to say.

When the siblings returned to the villa, Fu Tingjun had already returned. Seeing them subconsciously take the bag from Yang Qingwei's hand and greet Yang Qingdong, Yang Qingdong called him brother-in-law in embarrassment.

"Didn't you go to work? Why did you come back so early?" Yang Qingwei was puzzled.

"I'll come back when I'm done with work. Have you eaten yet? Do you want to ask the servant to cook?" Yang Qingwei disliked putting things on the dining table casually.

"No need, we've already eaten." She sent the vegetables in the bag to the kitchen, and handed the toiletries to Yang Qingdong, who obediently went back to the room with the things.

There were only the two of them in the living room, and Fu Tingjun stepped forward to hug her, "Why didn't you drive? I heard from Lao Liu that your driving skills have improved a lot."

"It's okay, but Dongdong was afraid, so he didn't drive." Yang Qingwei came out of his arms, reminding him to be careful, there were other people at home, Fu Tingjun gently scratched her nose.

When Yang Qingwei was cooking in the evening, Yang Qingdong wanted to help. After all, it is better to guard his sister than his brother-in-law. What's more, Fu Tingjun was born with the attitude of a superior person. He was still a little scared. In the end, he was called to the study by Fu Tingjun, and Yang Qingwei was alone. Man prepares dinner.

Originally, she thought that she and Yang Qingdong could simply cook something, but she didn't expect Fu Tingjun to come back, so she could only cook two more dishes.

Everyone thinks that the wives of rich families must wear gold and silver, and go shopping for beauty every day. Probably they never thought that the wives of rich families can wash their hands.

Yang Qingwei suddenly felt that it would be nice to live in Zhenyuan, at least she didn't have to cook every day, and she didn't have to take care of Fu Tingjun every day.

Yang Qingwei brought the last dish to the table. Seeing that they hadn't come down, she yelled upstairs, and went back to the kitchen to serve the cooked rice.

Seeing that they hadn't come down yet, Yang Qingwei went up and knocked on the door again, and the two went downstairs.

"You've done so much, you've worked hard!" Fu Tingjun put his hands on her shoulders with a smile, but Yang Qingwei ignored her.

"Knowing that I work hard, I wash the dishes after eating!"

Fu Tingjun replied without hesitation, "What does the dishwasher do when I wash the dishes?"

Yang Qingwei glanced at him, and sat directly in her seat to serve Yang Qingdong a bowl of soup.

"Where's mine?" Fu Tingjun looked at her pitifully, Yang Qingwei's heart failed, so she had to help him.

"What are you guys talking about so deeply?" Yang Qingwei was referring to the fact that she couldn't talk to them.

Fu Tingjun looked at Yang Qingdong, Yang Qingdong looked at him, and finally Fu Tingjun spoke.