Fu Tingjun, let's get divorced

Fu Tingjun really didn't have the mood to talk to her, but she stayed with Yang Qingwei for a day today, maybe he could learn something from her, so he told her to go to the study after dinner, Fu Misheng raised his chin proudly.

Fu Tingjun ate very little for dinner, Fu Misheng also noticed it, and asked the servants to prepare some supper before going upstairs.

After closing the door, Fu Misheng changed from his previous hippie smile to a more serious expression.

"Let's care about her!" Fu Misheng pulled a chair over and sat down, crossed his legs, rubbed his manicure, and said indifferently.

Fu Tingjun glanced out the window, his voice was a little depressed, "How is she?"

"She..." Fu Misheng thought for a while, and finally said, "It doesn't look as happy as expected."

Fu Tingjun:? ? ?

"She kept asking to leave. I thought she would be very happy to leave here, but after staying with her for a day, I found that she was not as happy as I imagined. I only ordered rice bowls for lunch, and although there were pots and pans, there was no rice noodles. Ah, the refrigerators are all empty, so I asked Uncle Liu to buy them."

As he spoke, Fu Misheng suddenly remembered something, and asked curiously, "What on earth are you thinking? Do you really want to separate from her?"

"You've seen everything about her, so you can't leave her alone."

"Then you just gave up?"

Fu Ting was silent.Naturally, he didn't want to give up, but he couldn't push her too hard now, otherwise the situation that had finally improved would fall into a trough again.

Seeing her brother like this, Fu Misheng also sighed, "Actually, she is not as heartless as you imagined."

Fu Tingjun looked at her curiously, and Fu Misheng added, "Before she came back, she told me to take care of herself, and take care of you."

"She knew you had a bad stomach and wanted you to eat well. She also said not to be too tired and learn to rest. She also gave me an elevator card." Yang Qingwei said the first two, and she wanted the latter.

Fu Tingjun looked at the elevator card in her palm, his heart trembled, and he turned around.

"When Auntie Wu was packing her things, she found that her skin care products were almost gone. Although she would buy them, I think it would be a surprise to receive gifts once in a while!"

Fu Tingjun was silent for a long time, and finally turned his back to Fu Misheng and said, "Please take care of her more. If you need anything, you can tell me anytime."

"I'll send you the skin care products she's using now, and I'll see what she needs by the way, oh yes, she only has one suitcase when she moves today, and she has only one suitcase for all the things she has been married to for three years, don't you Do you think this thing is a bit small?" Fu Misheng's tone was much more relaxed, she got up and looked at his back and said proudly, "Learn to fall in love, otherwise you will be lonely, my dear brother!"

Fu Misheng left the study triumphantly, and when he closed the door, he glanced back in depression.She is a silly brother, don't follow her old path!
Fu Tingjun stayed in the study alone for a long time. Unlike before, he didn't have a job. He just stood in front of the window and looked at the flowers in the garden downstairs, silently.

The whole city was covered with a thick dark blue, only the high moon stood alone to watch the night.

Yang Qingwei chose a lot of items and put them into the shopping cart. Except for the ones that are urgently needed now, she plans to wait until Double Eleven to place an order.Although this is Fu Tingjun's house, but somehow Yang Qingwei feels that it belongs to her.

Speaking of which, Fu Tingjun has been kind to her in the past three years, but the beginning of their encounter was not very good. If they started again, maybe she would also bow down to Fu Tingjun's trousers, but it was a pity that nothing happened.

When I woke up in the morning, the tablet was still playing Conan. Yang Qingwei turned it off and unplugged it. When she went to the bathroom to wash up, she looked at the blue in front of her eyes and couldn't help but sigh. Last night, she was thinking about herself and Fu Tingjun, which led to a dream It was also him who arrived, which was really annoying.

But what is it that you miss when you say goodbye?Is it an addiction to abuse?