Fu Tingjun, let's get divorced

Chapter 9 First Love
Zhou Chu and Yang Qingwei used to be lovers, and they were together for more than a year. If it weren't for the chaos three years ago, Fu Tingjun and Yang Qingwei would never have gotten together, and it would be impossible for Zhou Chu to accept the family's suggestion to marry Fu Misheng. .

Now the relationship between Zhou Chu and Fu Misheng has finally come to an end, and the conflict between himself and Yang Qingwei broke out, putting their relationship in jeopardy.

If he was overwhelmed and divorced her, would she return to Zhou Chu's embrace?
Thinking of this possibility, Fu Tingjun gripped the phone slightly harder.

He didn't know if Yang Qingwei's divorce with him had anything to do with Zhou Chu's divorce, but if Zhou Chu got divorced, it was impossible for him to divorce Yang Qingwei!
Perhaps, he never thought about divorcing Yang Qingwei.

Fu Tingjun's mind is in a mess. He has been in the mall for so many years and has experienced various difficulties and dangers, but none of them are as complicated and changeable as feelings.

How did he manage his relationship like this?
Rubbing his face irritably, he went to the bathroom to take a shower and turned to the study. It was easier to be busy with work than with love.

In another room, Yang Qingwei leaned on the bed holding a B-ultrasound sheet and a silver bracelet in her hand and wept away her tears.

No one knew how excited she was when she received the news of her pregnancy. Although Fu Tingjun didn't love her, it didn't matter. She could raise the child by herself. She would raise him up, teach him to read and write, and teach him the principles of life. Teach him to face his feelings bravely... But there is no chance for all this.

Looking back on the past three years, Yang Qingwei suddenly found that she didn't even remember the way she came here.

Forget it, if you don't remember, don't remember. Anyway, as long as Fu Tingjun doesn't get a divorce, not only does she not have to remember the way she came here, but she doesn't even know how to go the next way.

In the dim room, there was only a dim yellow lamp by the bedside, reflecting Yang Qingwei's thin figure.

In the silence, the forgotten mobile phone vibrated, Yang Qingwei didn't want to answer it, the phone seemed unwilling to give up, and vibrated again, Yang Qingwei was finally willing to look away, but saw a strange but familiar name popping up on the screen.

week out.

"Zhou Chu?" Yang Qingwei squirmed her dry lips and turned her head for a long time. She seemed to know such a person, but she couldn't remember.

Slowly, he took the phone and opened WeChat, and saw Zhou Chu's name at the top, and he sent three messages.

"I am divorced."

"Go back to China next month."

"Can we meet?"

Yang Qingwei looked at this inexplicable message and couldn't think of a reason. Suddenly, her hands were empty. Fu Tingjun came to her bedside and took the phone away at some point. After seeing the content on the phone, her face sank.

Yang Qingwei didn't understand what he meant, but the phone had already been taken away, so she didn't care. She carefully put the bracelet and B-ultrasound sheet into the drawer of the bedside table, slumped down, and was about to rest, but Fu Ting refused to let her go.

"You still have contact with him?" The voice was so cold that it could freeze, Yang Qingwei pulled the quilt around her body, turned her back to him.

Fu Tingjun was completely enraged by her reaction, he lifted her quilt and forced her to face himself.

"Say, have you been in touch with him?"

Yang Qingwei was grabbed by his arm. Although it hurt, she didn't want to resist anymore. After all, she couldn't even divorce her, so why talk about resisting?
It's a pity that Fu Tingjun saw her attitude as silent resistance.

"Yang Qingwei, don't force me!" Fu Tingjun glared at him, and with that stern face, if his company's employees would have been terrified, it was a pity that Yang Qingwei was heartbroken at this time, and she stared at him dully for a long time. A bitter smile leaked out, Fu Tingjun was frightened by her reaction, and couldn't help but loosen his grip on her tightly.

A hoarse voice responded harshly, "Fu Tingjun, it turns out that you are also jealous."

(End of this chapter)