Fu Tingjun, let's get divorced

Chapter 353 Different
Yang Qingwei doesn't feel that she is any different from other women - except for the marriage certificate.

When he held his hand while laughing at herself, Yang Qingwei looked at him in confusion.

"You must also learn to be a good Mrs. Fu!"

"Isn't it too difficult?" Yang Qingwei didn't think he was confessing. She just felt that the words "Mrs. Fu" were like shackles, making her breathless.

The two left the restaurant and walked to the pier. Yang Qingwei remained silent during the journey, and Fu Tingjun did not speak. The rare friendly relationship was covered up by silence. Fortunately, neither of them felt uncomfortable.

Yang Qingwei's English was not good and she basically relied on Fu Tingjun for communication, so Yang Qingwei followed him like a little follower. She got on the boat when he asked her to, and she sat down wherever he told her to sit down.

The sun is good today, but Yang Qingwei is not wearing a hat. Fortunately, she has sunglasses that cover half of her face to prevent her eyes from being irritated by the bright light.

The wind blew through her long hair and gently rubbed her cheek. Through the lenses, Yang Qingwei looked at the shore. Some people were sitting on the bench to rest, some were walking briskly, everyone had their own goals, everyone had their own goals. She had no way of finding out about her personal life.

"You can see many famous scenic spots while sitting on the boat. If you have a place you want to go, you can write it down and go there after you get ashore!" Fu Tingjun said in her ear.

Yang Qingwei looked at the surrounding scenery and raised the corners of her mouth slightly.

"it is good!"

She promised happily, but in fact she had no place she wanted to go. She had been here for so long and she just wanted to go home.

They couldn't go back home, but they had to go back to the hotel because the assistant just called to say that the client had other opinions. Fu Tingjun had to rush back to deal with it, and Yang Qingwei could only accompany him.

It has always been like this, she has to cooperate with all his schedules.

Yang Qingwei did not show any dissatisfaction, she just lay in front of the window and looked at the strange and familiar scenery, leaving all her worries behind. Since going abroad, she has basically lost contact with the country. Even Fu Yasheng rarely sends her messages. Yang Qingwei can only rely on Fu Tingjun now.

In the past, I always wanted to be a proud kapok, but it turned out to be a soaring flower. Let the Lingxiao flower be the Lingxiao flower. As long as Fu Tingjun's big tree remains strong, she will bloom forever.

She used to always struggle to get out of his control, but now, she was confused. She has many things that are beyond the reach of others, although the price is also unacceptable to many people.

Silence is like quicksand in a bottle, falling slowly and condensing into the shape of a mountain, burying your thoughts.

It was already evening when Fu Tingjun came back. Yang Qingwei simply ate something and went to wash up, planning to go to bed early. As soon as he came out, he saw Fu Tingjun leaning on the sofa with a tired face, his suit casually thrown aside, and his tie loose. .

"What's wrong?" Yang Qingwei sat next to him wrapped in a bathrobe.

Fu Tingjun was leaning on the sofa. From this angle, he could just see the attractive collarbone hidden under the bathrobe. He was still a little tired at first, but he immediately became energetic when he saw her like this.

"Why are you washing up so early? Are you tired?"

"It's nothing, I'm just not interested in staying here. I plan to go to bed early. How about you? How are you doing at work? Is it troublesome?"

Hearing what she said, Fu Tingjun became interested, "Since it's not interesting, let's do something interesting!" After that, he stood up and picked up Yang Qingwei.

Yang Qingwei was startled when her body suddenly hung in the air, and she struggled to get down, but unfortunately he had already carried her back to the bedroom.

The two of them have been here for so long, he has been busy with his work, and she has been busy with her boredom. She never thought that this would happen. The key is, she is not ready yet!
Yang Qingwei stretched out her hand to grab the door frame, but before her fingers even touched, he kicked the door shut. It seemed like she was doomed tonight.

　Not even the first month is the year! On July 1st, I wish everyone good health, abundant wealth, and good things happening in the new year!
　　(End of this chapter)