Mrs Fu is so sweet

Chapter 609 See Civil Affairs Bureau (2)

Fu Zichen didn't have the habit of looking for pajamas before taking a bath, so he came wearing a bath towel after washing, opened the wardrobe while wiping his hair, and was taken aback for a moment.

This half-empty closet...

Is it still the wardrobe he is familiar with?
I found a pajamas and put them on, and after a closer look, I found that only her clothes were missing from the closet.

Why only her clothes are missing?
He frowned, his first reaction was that Lin Ziyu might have moved all her clothes to the cloakroom.

Picking up the mobile phone on the bedside table, I made a new discovery.

The secondary card he gave her lay on the table with big thorns.

Why did she throw the card here?
"Forgetful." He shook his head helplessly, his tone full of indulgence.

He wanted to tell her why he had changed a lot when he came back from a business trip, and then he noticed that she had texted him back.

[See you at the entrance of the Civil Affairs Bureau at nine o'clock tomorrow morning. 】

[Let's get divorced. 】

divorce? ? ?

His eyes widened in an instant, and he immediately rejected the matter in his heart.

How could she propose a divorce to him?

His eyes moved up with a swish, and he checked again and again whether the note was her.

But no matter how you look at it, the remarks are still in three big characters Lin Ziyu.

Those two messages are indeed, see you at the gate of the Civil Affairs Bureau at nine o'clock tomorrow morning, let's get a divorce.

divorce?

Fu Zichen had never thought about divorce, his heart seemed to have been stabbed severely, and his hand that replied the message trembled slightly.

[Today is not April Fool's Day, Mrs. Fu. 】

[This joke is not funny at all. 】

[I'm not kidding you. 】Lin Ziyu was still awake, and immediately replied to him as soon as the news came.

Seeing her reply, Fu Zichen immediately dialed her number, but Lin Ziyu answered without opening his mouth, and lowered his head to dig at her keyboard.

"Lin Ziyu, this joke is not funny." A deep voice came from the receiver.

"I'm not joking with you." Lin Ziyu looked down at the keyboard and said in a low voice, the tip of her nose had already started to turn acid.

Fu Zichen's phoenix eyes narrowed dangerously, and he tugged at his collar irritably, "You want to be spanked, don't you? Disobedient."

Hearing his tone, Lin Ziyu knew that he was angry, she bit her lower lip, and tried her best to force the tears back with her face up.

"See you at the gate of the Civil Affairs Bureau at nine o'clock tomorrow morning."

Pop, I hung up the phone.

No matter how much he hit him after that, she didn't answer, curled up on the chair, hugged her knees and wept silently.

Fu Zichen...

I don't want to either.

but I……

Would rather let go.

After calling several times, Lin Ziyu didn't answer. Fu Zichen immediately changed his clothes and went out, rushing all the way to the Ginkgo Community.

The clothes in the closet, the side cards, all these indicated that she really wanted a divorce.

Why is she getting a divorce?

Is he not good enough for her?

Or is she still in love with someone else?

Fu Zichen bangs the gas pedal expressionlessly with a cold face, and pain appears in his eyes.

It was hard for him to be with her, and he disagreed with the divorce.

He disagrees! !
Fu Zichen didn't come to the Ginkgo Community much, but in the middle of the night, he didn't have an access card, so he was stopped by the security uncle on duty even with his car.

This security uncle has been working here for more than ten years, but he has never seen Fu Zichen. Although Fu Zichen is well-dressed, tall and handsome, he still firmly refuses to let him enter the community.

Fu Zichen took out a large wad of cash from his wallet and stuffed it to the security guard, his eyes were full of sincerity.

"I had a quarrel with my wife. She is inside. Please open the door for me."

The security uncle looked at the banknotes, then at Fu Zichen, returned them all to Fu Zichen, and gave Fu Zichen a cold look.

"Who knows if you're lying to me? It's the middle of the night, and you can do a lot of things."

(End of this chapter)