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

Shi Yang was stunned and subconsciously looked at Fu Jingchuan.

"Don't worry, I'm not fighting with you for custody."

After Fu Jingchuan finished speaking, he had pulled his pupils and took her back to the room to find clothes.

Shi Yang stood in place without moving, and he was also a little overwhelmed.

That Fu Jingchuan, who she is familiar with, is cold and rational, and always businesslike, only more than two years ago he was more distant and unattainable, but he belonged to the unattainable under extreme calm and reason, and now it is more like a coldness with some emotions.

During this period of time, Fu Jingchuan's gentleness was like a flash in the pan.

Shiyang could understand him.

The road was chosen by her, and she has no right to feel uncomfortable, let alone care and complain.

Fu Jingchuan took Pupil to take a bath, carefully blew her hair, and then told her bedtime stories to coax her to sleep.

Although he is still only a new father, his natural super learning ability and careful repair over this period of time, Fu Jingchuan is already handy in taking care of children.

Hitomi also loves his company.

Throughout the night, although Shi Yang was not by her side, her emotions were not affected in any way, but she was particularly happy, and she interacted well with Fu Jingchuan.

In this kind of happiness, it seems that it doesn't matter if there is her or not.

Shi Yang watched the father and daughter interact like an outsider, and looking at the father and daughter who interacted well, she felt relieved and sad.

I can't say what it feels like.

On the one hand, she is pleased that Pupil loves Fu Jingchuan, and Fu Jingchuan is also willing to spend effort and time with her, and the relationship between father and daughter is no different from that of ordinary fathers and daughters, or even more intimate and harmonious, and she is happy to see the closeness of father and daughter.

But on the other hand, she also seems to have become dispensable.

Fu Jingchuan coaxed his pupils to sleep and retired from the bedroom.

"I'm sleeping in the studio next door tonight."

When passing by the living room, he said to Shi Yang, who was sitting at the desk, his voice was very light, and he did not have the gentleness of the pupil just now.

Shi Yang pursed his lips slightly and nodded slightly: "Hmm."

Fu Jingchuan glanced at her, forced himself to retract his gaze, and turned away.

The door opened and closed, and Shi Yang sat in place without moving, sculptural, motionless, and his face was empty.

Sister Gao was not very relieved, and called her worriedly: "Yangyang?

Shi Yang returned to his senses, embarrassed to smile at Sister Gao: "It's okay." Then

he collected the design drawings on the table and got up.

Sister Gao saw that she had received it together with the scrapped draft drawings and design drawings, and when she took the stapler in her hand and saw that she was about to be bound, Sister Gao couldn't help but remind her with worry: "The drawing is wrong."

Shi Yang looked down and was startled when she saw the discarded scratch paper and design drawings superimposed.

Sister Gao couldn't help but look at her worriedly: "Is it really okay?" Or I'll call Mr. Fu back." Saying

that, he put down the rag in his hand and wanted to call Fu Jingchuan, but Shi Yang came back to his senses and stopped her in a hurry: "Don't."

Sister Gao looked back at her in confusion.

Shi Yang smiled at her: "I'm really fine, Sister Gao, you don't have to worry." "

How can Sister Gao not worry, she has been with Shiyang for more than two years, and it is the first time she has seen her like this.

Although she was busy before, she was really happy, although she was also soft and quiet with little emotional ups and downs, but the whole face was comfortable and peaceful, except for the child who was sick and uncomfortable to see anxiety, usually there was almost no sadness on her face, and the whole person was also striving upward.

But after returning, Sister Gao obviously saw that Shi Yang's previous pleasant tranquility and peace dissipated a lot, and the whole person became much silent, and her unhappiness was visible to the naked eye.

"Yangyang, although I don't know what happened between you and Mr. Fu, and I don't have much culture, I can't say any big reason, but I always feel that the people and things that make you unhappy can stay away." Although a complete family is important for children, you are also important, and you are better than anything else. Sister

Gao couldn't help but persuade Shiyang.

She is from here, and she understands all too well the pain and hurt of forcibly binding a relationship for the sake of children.

"I know." Shi Yang smiled at her, grateful and thanked her, "Thank you, Sister Gao."

Sister Gao was a little embarrassed by Xie: "Thank what, you and I are polite."

Shi Yang also smiled, lowered his head to rearrange the design drawings in his hand, and did not speak again.

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Fu Jingchuan closed the door in the next room

, and the coldness on Jun's face was also put away, leaving only a silence and gloom.

He turned and walked into the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, took a can of cold beer from it, and pressed the pull ring with his long fingers, and the pull ring was torn open.

Fu Jingchuan raised his head and poured the whole cold beer in one gulp, until the cold beer bottomed out, the long finger suddenly retracted, and the originally intact aluminum can also deflated instantly.

Fu Jingchuan didn't look at it, as soon as his wrist was raised, the beer can in his hand flew to the trash can outside the restaurant in a graceful arc, and with a "bang", he fell into the trash can accurately.

Fu Jingchuan looked at the beer can that had fallen into the trash with an expressionless face, and did not move.

He is now in the same way as the beer can he threw out.

She didn't want him.

It's either dispensable, or simply don't, like throwing garbage, say no, don't want it, without the slightest hesitation.