Marrying a powerful man: The third master is wild and untamable

the other side.

Fu Yinhong sat in a car and hurried to Cen's mansion.

He was holding a large bouquet of bright red roses in his arms. The flower shop was originally closed, but he felt it was not appropriate to come to see Cen Qingru empty-handed, so he asked the driver to open the door of a flower shop and wrapped a bouquet himself. Ninety-nine roses.

Perhaps it was because Cen Qingru returned home. Even though it was late at night, the lights in Cen's house were still bright.

Fu Yinhong stood in the snow and shouted loudly: "Qing Qing!"

In the living room upstairs, Cen Qing was sitting with her father and mother.

The young masters of the Cen family have all gotten married, and now they came to see Cen Qingru with their wives. They all looked very ugly when they learned about what Fu Yinhong was doing outside.

As she was talking, she suddenly heard Fu Yinhong's voice, and Cen's mother walked to the window in surprise.

She opened the window and took a look, then turned around and said to everyone: "My uncle is here! He is holding a large bouquet of flowers and is calling Qing Ru's name!"

Cen Qingru followed everyone to the window.

Fu Yinhong stood in the snow, wearing the same white suit she wore when she got married. Even though she was in her thirties, her appearance was still as handsome as before. Her pair of naturally affectionate peach blossom eyes were particularly attractive, and her forehand Holding a rose and smiling at her.

There was heavy snow in the sky, and the roses were so red.

Cen's mother smiled happily and said: "Hey, Qing Ru, it seems that he has admitted his mistake to you. Why did he buy such beautiful flowers in the middle of the night? He must have put a lot of thought into it. In my opinion, why don't you just forgive him? Come on! It’s so cold, I’ll ask him to come up and sit down, drink a cup of ginger tea, don’t freeze your body!”

Cen Qingru held her hand and said, "No."

Father Cen pushed up his glasses and said seriously: "Qing Ru, this is your fault. As a man, it's not a big deal to steal love and jade outside. It's just that times are different now. Looking forward ten years, It is common for men to have three wives and four concubines. He knows that he can just go home, so why do you need to go to war? You also have to think about several children. "

Cen Qingru stroked the jade bracelet on her wrist and gently narrowed her eyes: "I have been married to him for so many years, and I have already given him every opportunity. When I returned to my parents' home this time, I never thought about going back. My parents , I want to divorce Fu Yinhong."

"Bang!"

The tea cup Cen's mother held in her hand fell to the ground.

She was shocked and said: "Divorce...divorce?!"

"It doesn't matter if you get divorced," the eldest young lady of the Cen family sneered, and glanced at Fu Yinhong in the snow with a mocking look, "Using your wife's dowry jewelry to raise a lover outside, a man with a little bit of morality cannot do such a thing. ! Besides, does the Fu family have no money? Do they need to use the wife’s dowry?!"

Since ancient times, it has been a shame for a man to use a woman's dowry property.

Not to mention raising a little wife.

"The Fu family is now declining." The eldest son of the Cen family commented in a low voice, "Mr. Fu's generation was very prominent. When it came to General Fu's generation, he guarded the Northeast and never came back. His brothers were really powerful. If he were still alive, he would have become the prime minister, but it is a pity that he died too early. As for Fu Yinhong's generation, he and Fu Xici are nothing like each other, so Fu Jincheng is a person. He has the ability and talent, but it is a pity It's hard to support a tree alone, and it's easy to offend others, so I'm afraid it won't become a big deal."

The second young lady of the Cen family was curious: "The Fu family has accumulated honors and accumulated wealth from generation to generation. Is it better than ours? I heard that even their cellar is filled with gold bricks. Qing Ru, is this true or false? of?"

Cen Qingru hugged her chest and lowered her eyes to look at the gold ring on her finger: "I was really rich when I first got married, but it's a pity that the second child in their family didn't live up to expectations and gambled with others. In one night, he lost the entire Tongxing Road. shop. The handsome boss was so handsome that he wanted to beat him to death, but his wife stopped him."

Everyone was speechless after hearing this.

Tongxing Road is one of the most prosperous markets in Yanjing. The rent for just one shop costs thousands of dollars a year.

No wonder the commander-in-chief wanted to beat Fu Xici to death!

The eldest son of the Cen family asked: "Do you really want a divorce?"

"Leave."

Cen Qingru is categorical.

The eldest son of the Cen family patted her shoulder: "Brother and sister-in-law support you."

Fu Yinhong is still waiting downstairs. Seeing that the people behind the window had dispersed, only Cen Qingru was left alone. He smiled and said: "Qingqing, it was my fault. I shouldn't have raised a little wife outside. Qingqing, let's go home? I will definitely take good care of myself in the future. to you!"

Cen Qingru looked at him.

A year ago, she would have been very moved.

But now she just feels tired of the hypocrisy.

Over the years, she didn't know that Fu Yinhong was living and drinking outside.

She thought that one day he would eventually correct himself, so she tolerated everything, so much so that a dancer with no eyesight came to provoke her, and he actually used her dowry jewelry to please other women!

Fu Yinhong was born with a good skin, but her talents were not that outstanding. Over the years, she had worked hard to plan Fu Yinhong's future, tried every means to send gifts through connections, and finally got him into the presidential palace.

In the end, his future became his arrogant capital!

"Qingqing!" Fu Yinhong called pitifully, "Why don't you go downstairs to see me?"

Cen Qingru leaned against the window and looked at him. She seemed to have completely figured something out, and also seemed to have completely let go of something. There was a relaxed look on the corners of her brows and eyes.

Her voice even softened: "Young Master, do you remember what I said at the card table when we first met?"

Seeing that Cen Qing was willing to pay attention to her, Fu Yinhong was immediately overjoyed: "It was crowded and noisy, and you said a lot of things, such as not wanting my gold collar clip and Swiss watch, as long as I take you home. Qingqing, I was wrong, Only now do I know that the person I love has always been you!"

The wind and snow are too heavy.

Cen Qingru's eyes were a little red.

She looked at Fu Yinhong through the snow screen and smiled: "I said at the time, 'This card game was very enjoyable, and it's time for us to end it.' Yinhong, it's time for our marriage to end too."

Fu Yinhong's expression froze.

He stared at Cen Qingru from a distance, and a deep fear suddenly arose in his heart.

His lips trembled and he forced a smile: "Qingqing, do you really want to divorce me?"

Cen Qingru took one last deep look at him and closed the window.

Heavy snow fell on the roses, gradually covering up the bright red color.

It was as if the bouquet of flowers was originally pure white.

……

"Notice of divorce between Fu Yinhong and Cen Qingru: We have been married for fourteen years. Due to our emotional disharmony and the difficulty of growing old together, we voluntarily dissolved the relationship between husband and wife. From now on, a man will marry a woman and they will have nothing to do with each other. This is done voluntarily. , using the relatives of both parties as evidence. I am afraid there is no evidence, so I hereby publish a statement in the newspaper."

Baihua Hutong.

In a warmly decorated bedroom on the second floor, Fang Huizhen put down the soybean juice fried dough sticks she bought and handed the newspaper to Fu Yinhong.

She smiled and said, "Take a look at the daily newspaper I just bought on the street."

Fu Yinhong lay on the pillow.

He stayed at the door of Cen's house last night without sleeping. He came to Fang Huizhen at dawn and was woken up just after taking a nap. He was not in a good mood.

He covered his pillow and said vaguely: "Don't make any noise."

Fang Huizhen simply sat by the bed and read the contents of the newspaper to him: "Fu Yinhong and Cen Qingru's divorce announcement——"

Fu Yinhong sat up suddenly.

He grabbed the newspaper and after reading the notice, his bloodshot eyes became even redder.