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

Fu Jingchuan knew that Shi Yang did not really suspend school later.

A few days after he returned to China, Shiyang had Torin Shanshan reply to him "thank you".

The suspension was when she forced him to compromise at the expense of his future.

She dared to bet, but Fu Jingchuan did not dare to accompany her to gamble this one.

Although he was angry that Shiyang had concealed his application for college and excluded him from her future plans, Fu Jingchuan was well aware of Shiyang's excellence and knew that it was her dream to go to further education.

She had already given up a chance because of her child, and this time Fu Jingchuan did not dare to gamble with her.

He didn't want to be the executioner of Shiyang's lifelong regrets.

Shi Yang's crispness and neatness are far beyond his reach.

The future is her confidence, something she grabs in her hands and gives her enough security, but at that time, in order to force him to stop looking for her, she directly chose to give up.

How simply she gave up her children and future meant how decisive she was to give up the relationship.

Fu Jingchuan's black eyes staring at the desk calendar became cold.

In the past two years, he has not spied on her life, work has filled the whole of his life, Fu Jingchuan believes that not disturbing is the best respect for each other.

Holding the desk calendar in his palm and pressing it on the desktop, Fu Jingchuan turned his eyes to the computer screen, staring at the computer with black eyes, and his mind was churning with the number "June 30" circled by the big red pen on the calendar, the date that will come in two days.

Graduation means that his relationship with Shiyang is completely over.

When I didn't graduate, I at least knew that person was in that place, and I couldn't run anywhere.

Graduation means that the moment she walks out of school, she will officially disappear into the vast sea of people, and may never meet again for the rest of her life.

For the rest of his life....

Fu Jingchuan's long finger pressed on the keyboard paused slightly, his black eyes raised, looking at the evening sky outside the window, and the lights were slowly lit up in the distance.

The lights of ten thousand homes in the night are dazzling, but they are cold.

In the past two years, Fu Jingchuan has not returned to the home of Heshiyang, and although the house was not sold that year, it was also vacant.

He moved to another house near the company.

That house has not been occupied for two years, Fu Jingchuan has not even asked someone to clean and maintain it regularly, and I don't know how it is now?

When he retracted his gaze from the lights of Wanjia in the distance, Fu Jingchuan turned off the computer, stood up, took the suit jacket on the coat rack, and turned to go out the door.

Ke Chen, who was still busy in front of the computer, saw Fu Jingchuan come out, and immediately stood up with great insight: "President Fu, are you going out?"

"No, leave work early." Fu Jingchuan said, walking past his desk.

Ke Chen was stunned in the distance, and glanced at Fu Jingchuan's back in disbelief, Fu Jingchuan, who did not work overtime, was more abnormal than the red rain in the sky.

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Fu Jingchuan drove all the way back to the original wedding room.

Along the way, his face was very pale, and he didn't know why he wanted to go back and what the meaning of going back was.

This house, like his marriage to Shiyang, has been sealed by the dust.

When he returned to the door, Fu Jingchuan did not open the lock immediately, but just stood in front of the gate, his head raised slightly, looking at the closed copper gate, and did not move.

The elevator door opened behind him, and the aunt of the neighbor next door just came out of the elevator, saw Fu Jingchuan standing in front of the door, and called him uncertainly: "Mr. Fu?" Seeing

that Fu Jingchuan turned back slightly, after confirming that it was him, he chatted quite unexpectedly: "Is it really you?" I haven't seen you and your wife for a long time, and I thought you sold the house. "

The luxurious flat floor of two ladders and two households, there are not many opportunities for neighbors to meet each other, and there are not many opportunities to say hello, but the neighbor's aunt lived in a self-built house in a small city when she was young, and the small place was humane, and she was also accustomed to the hush and warmth between neighbors.

For the aunt's enthusiasm, Fu Jingchuan just smiled back politely, which was regarded as a greeting.

But the aunt is enthusiastic, and does not care about his coldness, the nanny next to her is still pushing the baby stroller and waiting on the side, she is still carrying milk powder and diaper bags, but the person has already opened the chatterbox: "Are you planning to move back in?" In the past two years, when you lived here, although our two families did not move much, but your wife is good, when you see you on the road, you will smile and say hello, help carry something or something, at that time the neighbors felt that it was good to have a care, you moved away without saying a word, and suddenly it was a little unaccustomed to being deserted.

Speaking of this, he looked at Fu Jingchuan again and asked, "By the way, how is your wife doing recently?" I haven't seen her for a while, and I miss her.

Fu Jingchuan nodded gently: "It's good, thank you for your concern." When

he raised his gaze and saw the little girl held by the nanny behind her, his gaze paused slightly.

The little girl looked only a few months old, less than a year old, looking cute, looking at Fu Jingchuan curiously with big round eyes, not timid at all, her eyes were full of curiosity.

Fu Jingchuan unconsciously smiled at her.

The little girl felt his kindness and smiled.

Fu Jingchuan's eyes were even more smiling, looking at the little girl's eyes faintly nostalgic, hiding some unspeakable regrets.

The neighbor's aunt saw it and explained with a smile: "I just gave birth last year, I was only ten months old, less than a year old, babbling every day, and I still don't understand anything."

Saying that, he looked at Fu Jingchuan again and asked him with a smile: "You should also have children, I remember that you have also been married for several years, if it is appropriate, you should have a child, don't delay too late, this is not good for your wife's physical recovery."

Fu Jingchuan just hooked a shallow polite arc at the corner of his mouth, and did not answer positively.