Fu Tingjun, let's get divorced

The beaming Yang Qingwei who originally planned to decorate the villa and Tianyujing Garden became distraught because she mistakenly thought she was pregnant, and no longer had the mood to wait for the Spring Festival.

Fu Tingjun saw her strangeness and didn't force her. He just asked her about her itinerary every time before going out. If she was at home, he would leave her alone and just send a WeChat message from time to time. If he went out, It's best to be accompanied by someone. At this time, it is basically Fu Misheng or the driver Lao Liu. Unfortunately, Yang Qingwei stays at home most of the time.

Since she found out that she was not pregnant, she stayed at home most of the time, and gave up on the Spring Festival couplets and lanterns she planned to buy before.

Fu Tingjun once asked her if she wanted children?If they want, they can go for a physical examination, and they can prepare for pregnancy after confirming that they are healthy, but Yang Qingwei shook her head. It's not that she doesn't want a child, it's just that she hasn't made up her mind yet.

If it came unexpectedly, she would definitely be ecstatic, but if it came on purpose, she would hesitate.She doesn't know why this is happening, but it's the best option for her right now.

Leaning on the sofa with her hands on her knees, Yang Qingwei was silent for a whole day, and sometimes even Fu Tingjun would see her like this when he came back.He did not dare to lose the person who was finally rescued.

"Why are you sitting like this? Have you eaten yet?" Putting down the keys, he took off his coat, sat down behind her, stretched out his arms to wrap her around her, and let her lean against him.

Yang Qingwei, who had been silent for a whole day, suddenly opened her mouth. Her lips were a little bit reluctant when she opened her mouth because they were stuck together for a long time, and her voice was quite hoarse.

"What if, I mean if, what if I don't have kids?"

She thought for a long time. It is impossible for a family like Fu Tingjun not to have children. For them, their offspring will inherit the throne from birth. If they can, they will definitely have more than one child, and they will favor boys over girls.She can understand all these, but she doesn't know, what will Fu Tingjun do if she doesn't want a child?Should I go out and have sex with another woman, or should I divorce her?

I know that she is sad because she mistakenly thought she was pregnant recently, but she didn't expect that she would not want a child. Obviously, she was sad because of losing a child before, why now...

Fu Tingjun's big hand went all the way down her arm and finally held her, wrapped it in the palm of his hand and kneaded it gently.

"Why do you say that? Don't you want children?"

Probably because he just came back, his hands were still covered with cold air. Although the house was well heated, she was still stung by the cold air and shivered.

"Is it cold?" Fu Tingjun didn't know that he was the carrier of the cold air, and she stopped him when he got up to carry her back to the room.

"I'm fine." Yang Qingwei explained, "I'm just curious, what would happen if I didn't have children?"

Fu Tingjun didn't speak, he couldn't answer this question.

Yang Qingwei understood his silence, left his arms, and went upstairs wearing slippers.

Since Yang Qingdong came here, they have returned to live in the villa. Now that Yang Qingdong has left, they still live here. Although they share the same room, Yang Qingwei is getting more and more silent day by day. Seeing the symptoms of depression again, Fu Tingjun becomes more and more uneasy.

Tang Xue didn't say much after receiving Fu Tingjun's call, but just flipped through her notepad to check the latest itinerary.As the Spring Festival approaches, she also wants to take a good vacation. If possible, she can spend two days with Xu Wang, but now it seems that this plan may be in vain.

Fu Tingjun returned to the room and looked at the person who was restless on the bed in his sleep. His heart seemed to be clenched by something, and the pain made it difficult for him to breathe.

He always thought that she had stepped out of the child's shadow, but he didn't expect that all the happiness was fake, that child was the deepest and most painful scar in her heart, even if she hid for a long time, she would still feel a dull pain.

"What should I do with you?"

In the dark room, only Fu Tingjun sighed silently.