After the divorce, the wealthy ex-husband completely lost control

Shi Yang still only nodded slightly.

"If I'm not here, I'll arrange someone else to take care of you, you don't have to worry." Fu Jingchuan said, helped her move her luggage into the master bedroom, raised his wrist and looked at his watch, "It's not early, you rest early."

Shi Yang nodded silently.

"You also rest early.

Fu Jingchuan let out a light "hmm", and helped her bring the door when he went out.

Shi Yang had already washed at home, and she turned out the light and went to bed.

The five-star hotel mattress is comfortable and soft, but there is no sleepiness at times.

In just half a day, everything seemed to go back to square one.

It's not a good feeling.

Shi Yang's palm couldn't help but gently caress her flat lower abdomen, and she knew that all the crux was in this child, exactly the same as two years ago.

The feeling of revisiting her previous life made her instinctively resist.

In the second half of the night, she fell asleep in a daze in this resistance, half dreaming, half awake, and dreaming as soon as she closed her eyes. In the bizarre dream, Shi Yang seems to have returned to Fu Jingchuan's house in Xicheng, living alone all year round, big and empty, without a trace of popularity, but also not as free and casual as she imagined, Fu Jingchuan's mother Fang Wanqing's elegant and decent face flashed in the dream from time to time, in the connotation of her words with a gun and a stick, Shi Yang woke up in cold sweat, and when she looked out the window, the sky was already bright.

Shi Yang's palm crawled from the bangs in front of his forehead to the back of his head, and he could feel the obvious slight wetness of the hair roots under his fingers.

She was silent for a long time, looking at the empty and beautiful room, but it was only one night, and she began to miss her small private room, which was not spacious but very warm.

The room is equipped with a separate bathroom and toiletries.

Shi Yang finished washing, tidying up his hair, and changing his clothes before opening the door.

The door to the second bedroom next door has been opened.

Shi Yang's gaze moved from the open room to the direction of the living room, and in the open kitchen, Fu Jingchuan was preparing breakfast.

The tall and tall figure is wearing dark home clothes, less of the harsh aura under the usual suit, but more peaceful pyrotechnics.

Fu Jingchuan can cook, and his craftsmanship is very good, Shiyang has always known.

But she didn't have many opportunities to eat Fu Jingchuan's cooking, and she rarely had the opportunity to see Fu Jingchuan who was busy in the kitchen like this.

Human fireworks have never been a part of his life, his life is only that square inch desk.

In the past, he didn't go to work on weekends, and when the two were at home together, Fu Jingchuan would still cook occasionally, but very little, and Shi Yang didn't know if it was because he was not interested, or because she had already rushed to do all the work, so he couldn't show.

During her years of not going to work, she developed a conditioned reflex to cook at the point, and it seems that only in this way can she prove that she is not useless.

But Shiyang has always hated such conditioning.

She can't remember how long she hasn't seen such a picture, the last time she was impressed was when she was just married, when she was still pregnant, and the cooking was all Fu Jingchuan's business.

Unexpectedly, time passed another reincarnation.

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Fu Jingchuan sensed that someone was watching her, and the action of the omelette paused, and then turned around and saw Shi Yang who was staring at him out of his mind.

"Awake?" he asked, turning off the gas stove.

Shi Yang nodded slightly: "Yes." "

The whole person looks without much spirit.

Fu Jingchuan walked towards her and stood in front of her: "Didn't sleep well last night?" Shi

Yang hesitated for a while, and then nodded very calmly: "Hmm." "

Is the bed uncomfortable, or not used to it?" he asked, raising his hand to ruffle her hanging hair.

Shi Yang shook his head slightly: "Neither."

Fu Jingchuan took a deep look at her and did not ask.

"Let's eat first. He said.

Shi Yang nodded silently, sat down at the table, watched him busy laying out the dishes, and then sat down across from her.

He put the hot milk in front of her: "Drink some milk first." "

Thank you. Shi Yang thanked softly, took the milk and drank it slowly, and looked at Fu Jingchuan on the other side.

Fu Jingchuan was also eating breakfast, holding milk in his left hand and a slice of bread in his right hand.

Shi Yang watched him take a bite of bread, chew unhurriedly, and take another small sip of milk, his eating movements were always elegant and pleasing to the eye.

Fu Jingchuan swallowed the bread in his mouth before looking at her: "Can't you eat it?" Shi

Yang shook his head slightly: "No."

She also took a sip of milk before looking at him: "I had a nightmare last night."

Fu Jingchuan looked at her: "What nightmare?" Shi

Yang: "I dreamed that we were not divorced, and I felt very suffocated."

Fu Jingchuan looked at her without speaking.

"Fu Jingchuan, do you know that in the two years I married you, I actually didn't have a happy life. Shi Yang also looked at him, his voice very soft.

"Sometimes I can't help but wonder if the reason why that child couldn't keep it at that time was because she experienced my unhappiness, she knew that she wouldn't be happy in this family, so she didn't want me. "