Fu Tingjun, let's get divorced

Fu Tingjun didn't understand why she was so angry. He had already endured the grievances and negotiated with her, and arranged everything for her. In the end, she just said that about herself. Although she is a patient, she can't ruin other people's feelings like this. !

"What do you mean?" Fu Tingjun suppressed his anger, and the armrest of the chair was about to be crushed by him.

"You don't love me at all, and you say so much, don't you pretend to be affectionate?" Anyway, it was like this, Yang Qingwei simply broke the jar.

I thought she was dissatisfied with her arrangement, but now it seems that she has other ideas.

"You think I don't love you?" Fu Tingjun grasped the point, "So you think I don't love you?"

"Isn't it? Didn't you marry me just to anger Qin Caiwei? Now..."

Before Yang Qingwei could finish speaking, she was interrupted by Fu Tingjun.

"I've said it all, I have nothing to do with her anymore, why do you want to bring up the old things again?"

"Because we're going to be separated now!" Yang Qingwei said, "We're going to be separated, why are you acting so affectionate with me?"

With tears in her eyes, Yang Qingwei turned her head to the side and sucked her nose heavily, and continued, "I am poor, but I have my own choice! I want to separate from you, but I want to break up with you completely. I don't want to live in a house with you." In the house of memory, I don’t want to have anything to do with you anymore, do you understand?”

In exchange for Yang Qingwei's hysteria, Fu Tingjun left without looking back.

Sure enough, it is still the case.Yang Qingwei thought, the two of them have never reached an agreement.

Yang Qingwei was finally overwhelmed, and lay back on the bed again, tears rolling down the corners of her eyes.

What happened to her?She was about to leave, so why did she still say those words?Well now the cooked duck flies.Yang Qingwei thought angrily, turned her head and saw the mobile phone and bank card on the bedside table, and took them down.

In fact, she and Fu Ting have been married for three years. It is reasonable to say that it is okay to get some breakup fee if they separate. Besides, for the Fu family, the things he gave are not many.

She still likes Fu Tingjun.

The tears were getting bigger and bigger, and she could no longer see the mobile phone and bank card in her hand.

Fu Tingjun, who returned to the study, was so irritable that he took out a cigarette and lit it in his mouth. In fact, he was not a big smoker, but recently he had to rely on smoking to decompress almost every day.

Growing up, he has met many women, among them he can tell who is sincere and who is fake at a glance, but she is the only one he doesn't understand.

It is indeed possible to say that she does not love herself, because there are more quarrels between them than peaceful coexistence. It is impossible to say that they have no feelings at all, because they have had sweetness once, although it was only a short moment, but He still cherishes it.

After finishing one cigarette, Fu Tingjun took another one in his mouth, sat alone on the chair for a long time, finally put out the remaining half of the cigarette, got up to find a new document, flipped through a few pages, and made made the final decision.

Yang Qingwei downloaded all the original apps on his phone, logged in one by one, and finally went to check the mobile banking. Sure enough, he transferred a sum of money to himself, and the time was yesterday.It seemed that he had already planned it.

Since this is the case, she has nothing to worry about. Anyway, a person needs money outside, and the big deal is to return the money to him after earning it, or, that's it.

Thinking of this, Yang Qingwei's mood improved a lot.As for the bank card, it's better to return it to him. The money he gave is enough for her to spend recklessly, and there is no need to replenish the bank card.

Yang Qingwei was thinking so wildly, and soon she felt drowsy, her hand holding the phone slowly dropped, she was lying on her side, her brows were tightly furrowed, as if there was a knot that couldn't be unraveled.

And Fu Tingjun, who had been hiding in the study, didn't sleep all night.