Fu Tingjun, let's get divorced

Fu Tingjun also didn't expect that the reason why they moved again was because they were trapped in the elevator. However, Yang Qingwei was indeed frightened. It was obvious that she never used the elevator in the villa. She followed them when she picked up her things that day and did not dare to sit alone. Fu Tingjun I don’t know if this is a good thing, but at least her trust in herself has increased a lot. But the question is, what should I do when I go to work?How could she guarantee that someone would accompany her every time she took the elevator?

Fu Yasheng also didn't expect that she would come to her brother-in-law's wedding room again to become a tool.

Fu Yasheng pulled Fu Tingjun to the small hall and scolded: "You asked me to come here just to be your wife's bodyguard?"

Fu Tingjun gently pulled away her hands and said with a smile, "I'm not giving you a chance to get close!"

"Is this getting close? This is clearly taking advantage. Fu Tingjun, you are going too far!" Fu Misheng kept his voice low to avoid being heard by Yang Qingwei.

Fu Tingjun, who has always been aloof, immediately said in a low voice: "Speak down! Keep your voice down!" He took a peek to make sure Yang Qingwei didn't call them and continued, "In this way, you can come to me anytime if you need anything in the future!"

Fu Misheng glared at him fiercely and wanted to step on him when Yang Qingwei's voice came from the kitchen.

"Yayei, Tingjun, the meal is ready!" Yang Qingwei was full of curiosity when the cooked dishes were brought to the table but no one was seen, but she still turned around and went to the kitchen to look at the soup.

Fu Tingjun hissed at Fu Misheng, and they walked out one after the other.

When Fu Misheng saw the dishes on the table, he immediately ran to the kitchen and saw Yang Qingwei opening the lid of the casserole to check the soup.

"It smells so good!" Fu Yasheng praised, "Weiwei, why don't I move here too? The food you cook is so delicious!"

Yang Qingwei closed the lid again, opened the drawer and motioned for her to get the dishes. Fu Misheng obediently raised her hands and said they hadn't washed them yet, so she rolled up her sleeves to wash her hands and get the dishes, but Yang Qingwei kicked her out.

"Go wash outside!"

Fu Misheng left obediently, and then said to Fu Tingjun: "Hurry up and wash your hands and get a bowl!"

Fu Tingjun immediately went to wash his hands. When he returned to the living room, Yang Qingwei had already taken out the bowls and chopsticks. The poor brother and sister walked over to comfort her pitifully. Yang Qingwei didn't care. She just went back to the kitchen and turned off the fire, and helped them serve soup. They bring it to the table.

During the dinner, Fu Yasheng kept praising Yang Qingwei's cooking skills. Fu Tingjun reminded him not to go too far. Fu Yasheng immediately quit, saying that he was jealous after praising his wife?Too narrow-minded!Fu Tingjun asked her to eat and sleep in silence. Fu Yasheng immediately looked at Yang Qingwei. Yang Qingwei said that was fine, and they were chatting and laughing lively.

Fu Yasheng insisted on staying overnight, so Yang Qingwei immediately helped clean up the guest room on the second floor. Fu Yasheng stood aside and watched, curiously: "Aren't you tired like this?"

Yang Qingwei helped put the quilt away and asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"

"You have to cook and clean the house by yourself. It's a waste of time."

Yang Qingwei lowered her head and smiled, then came to her and said seriously: "Not everyone has been cared for since birth. You think it is a waste of time, but for us, it is daily life. Okay, go to bed early, we have to go to work tomorrow Woolen cloth!"

Fu Misheng pouted, stepped forward to hug her, and said coquettishly: "Weiwei, you are so good to me!"

Yang Qingwei also smiled, "You are nice to me too! Okay, you have worked hard these two days. If I have time next week, I will go out with you to play, okay?"

Fu Yasheng let out a dull sigh and let go of her.

After Yang Qingwei left, Fu Misheng's eyes dimmed.In the past, she thought that Yang Qingwei and her brother would not live long, and she did not expect that the two of them could still get together after quarreling for so long, and she... Fu Misheng sighed heavily, maybe this is the so-called everyone has his or her destiny.

Happy Double Day to those who are late and those who are early!