Fu Tingjun, let's get divorced

After Fu Tingjun left, Yang Qingwei, who was relieved, fell asleep again in a daze. This time, she slept well without any nightmares. When she woke up, it was almost noon. Hoodie.

The towels were no longer usable, and she wanted to borrow the phone from Fu Tingjun to ask Fu Misheng to deliver the things, but when she opened the door, she saw her suitcase standing at the door. Yang Qingwei didn't have time to think about it, so she pulled the suitcase in, locked the door, and opened it from the inside. He took out his own clothes and changed, and he was relieved.

After everything was packed, Yang Qingwei remembered, why is her box here?But Fu Tingjun was working, so she didn't want to disturb her, so she could only go downstairs first, and then saw her bag on the sofa downstairs.

When she took the phone out of the bag, she found that the battery was less than 20%. She had no choice but to take the bag and go back to the bedroom to charge it. As soon as she reached the second floor, she saw Fu Tingjun coming out of another room with her eyes facing each other. Yang Qingwei's body was stiff.

From yesterday to now, except for the morning, the two of them haven't gotten along peacefully. Now that they bumped into each other, Yang Qingwei didn't know what to do.

Fortunately, Fu Tingjun recovered quickly. Although his voice was low, his tone was not bad. He asked her if she was hungry?Do you want to eat?Yang Qingwei wanted to be tough, but unfortunately her stomach refused, so she nodded obediently.

In the silence, the phone rang, Yang Qingwei nodded at him, and walked towards the bedroom.

After closing the door, Yang Qingwei pressed to answer.

"Yayoi, where are you?"

Yang Qingwei was on the phone with Fu Misheng while digging out the charger from the suitcase.

"Weiwei, I'm going back!" Fu Misheng's voice was full of grievances, "My brother has already taken your luggage and packed everything. Don't worry, I'll wait for you at home!"

"Hello, Yayoi! Yayoi?" Yang Qingwei couldn't hear her voice and took the phone to see that she had hung up.

what happened?Why did Fu Misheng leave in such a hurry?It seems that it should be related to Fu Tingjun.Thinking of the person outside the door, Yang Qingwei felt a little heavy, how should she face it?

I was alone in the room for a long time, and Yang Qingwei didn't get up to open the door until the door sounded. Fu Tingjun stood at the door and said calmly, "Come down and eat!"

There are only the two of them here, Yang Qingwei doesn't think he has cooking skills.

When I came to the restaurant, I realized that the takeaway he ordered was worthy of a rich man. Even the takeaway is exquisite in color and fragrance, and even the presentation of the dishes is very delicate.

Yang Qingwei habitually sat on his right hand and asked if he ordered these?Fu Tingjun said that there are no servants here, so they can only be sent by the hotel.

Yang Qingwei looked at the four dishes and one soup on the table and wanted to tell him that it was a lot, but she gave up considering his identity.

Yang Qingwei's body is recovering very well now, and she eats a lot more than before. Fu Tingjun occasionally gives her some vegetables and asks her to eat more meat and eggs to supplement protein. Yang Qingwei bows her head and says thank you.

It's really rare for two people to eat peacefully like now. Yang Qingwei didn't dare to mention the divorce, but it might be a good opportunity to negotiate with only two people like now. Yang Qingwei thought about having a showdown with him while eating.

Fu Tingjun saw that she had been eating sullenly, and her originally depressed mood improved a lot.

In fact, he has always had a dream, that is, one day he can live in peace with her. Even if he can't achieve mutual love, at least he can live without quarreling. Speaking of which, from the time they met to getting married to the present, the amount of time they spend together in peace is not much. , The current situation is something he dare not imagine.

"Drink some soup!" Fu Tingjun helped her hold a bowl of soup by hand, "It tastes good!"

"Thank you, thank you!"

The villa is spacious and quiet, except for the occasional sound of chopsticks hitting the dishes, bringing a little life to this deserted house.