Fu Tingjun, let's get divorced

Fu Misheng booked tickets for the afternoon, so they don't have to worry too much.

Yang Qingwei had to eat breakfast due to physical reasons, and Fu Misheng put on a beautiful makeup after eating breakfast. Yang Qingwei looked at her and then at herself, and suddenly found a gap.

The driver, Lao Liu, took them to the airport. Fu Misheng refused to arrange bodyguards at home. It was very inconvenient for the two girls to travel with a man.Yang Qingwei is very grateful for this, because she has not been free for a long time.

Fu Misheng hadn't reversed the jet lag yet. After getting on the plane, she put on the blindfold and went straight to sleep, but Yang Qingwei couldn't fall asleep. Her mind was full of Fu Tingjun calling her Weiwei last night.

At one time, she thought that the Weiwei he was referring to was calling her, but later she realized that it was an exclusive title for Qin Caiwei.

In the end, not only did he not love her, but he also used her as a substitute. No one would be happy with such an identity.If she had been smarter, if she had been more cunning, and used his wife's status to save some private money for herself, even if she got divorced, she would not sleep on the street, but she was stubborn, except for what he paid for her grandfather, the rest If you don't want anything, the result of not wanting anything is that you have nothing.

Looking at the clouds outside the window, Yang Qingwei's eyes were gloomy. She couldn't remember the way she used to go. As for the future, she hoped it would be easier.

The plane flew for more than an hour, and she looked at the sky for more than an hour. Sure enough, the closer to the sky, the more she could feel its beauty, and she could also feel her own insignificance.

Before the plane landed, Fu Misheng woke up at a pinch, and when he saw her, he showed a gentle smile.

No matter what her relationship with Fu Tingjun was, Fu Misheng treated her very well.

It was already evening when the two took a taxi to the hotel where they were staying. Fortunately, they were not office workers and had time to play, so they sent their things to the suite and went downstairs for dinner.

Before coming here, Fu Misheng had already prepared a strategy, knowing where there is good food nearby, Yang Qingwei followed her obediently, on the way she received a call from Fu Tingjun, Yang Qingwei peeked at her, and put some distance away from her, so as not to affect the conversation.

Fu Misheng seemed to be aware of her thoughts, and gently held her with her weak and boneless little hands, looking at each other, Fu Misheng showed a gentle smile.

Yang Qingwei didn't hear what Fu Tingjun said, but from Fu Misheng's answer, it was nothing more than asking her where she was, who she was with, and being careful.

Fu Tingjun was like this, he was kind and gentle to his relatives and friends, but to her... also, she was not worthy.

After hanging up the phone, Fu Misheng held her hand tightly and asked her why she didn't turn on the phone?Only then did Yang Qingwei remember that her phone was turned off after getting on the plane, and she hasn't turned it on until now.

"My brother told me to take good care of you. He also said that you should take your medicine on time, pay attention to your body, and don't get tired! Hey, my duplicity brother, isn't that good for you? Tell me, can it be Am I your nanny?" Although Fu Misheng complained, she still cared about her in her heart, and if she didn't approve of this sister-in-law, she wouldn't fly all the way here to accompany her.

Yang Qingwei smiled wryly, she didn't think that Fu Tingjun would say this to Fu Misheng, in Fu Tingjun's eyes, she was at best a stand-in.

substitute!substitute!substitute!Thinking of her identity in his eyes, Yang Qingwei was filled with anger, blaming herself for being too young, following his advice, if it was now... Yang Qingwei thought about it seriously, even now, facing the situation at that time, she would Yes, after all, she has no right to say no.

"It's here!" Fu Misheng said suddenly, interrupting Yang Qingwei's thoughts. She stood in front of the store and looked at the old plaque, feeling in her heart, how could a rich lady like Fu Misheng choose such a small dilapidated store?
"Let's go!" Fu Misheng shook her arm and pulled her into the door.