Mrs. Fu, please grasp the scale

He obviously has nothing wrong and is standing here in good health, but she just feels distressed, indescribably distressed.

She was obviously the one who was stimulated by his words, so why did she love him so much.

Xu Qingcheng held his arms tightly, and she pressed her face against his back, and could clearly feel his tense muscles when she said these words.

Her eyes were sour, and she was afraid that he would refuse.

So when he wiped his hand and wanted to pull her arm away, Xu Qingcheng refused to let go.

Can't see each other's faces, no matter what you say, you have time to clean up your emotions.

"Reconciliation?" Fu Jingting straightened her body, his voice seemed to collapse into a straight line, and she couldn't even hear the slightest ups and downs of emotion, "When did you talk about reconciliation? Before marriage or after marriage?"

He almost asked: How are we doing?

If you haven't had a good time, how can you talk about it.

Xu Qingcheng closed her eyes fiercely, and her mind was like a horse watching flowers, from the acquaintance of the two to the marriage and divorce until now, full of use and counter-use, all of which are hypocritical, hers, his, now, what did she say? What kind of reconciliation is it?
The end of her nose was slightly astringent, and her impulsive words could not stand the questioning at all, but she just wanted to love him well and be loved by him.

Suddenly there was silence and quiet between the two of them.

The sound of water dripping from the faucet seemed to become a loud bang until the doorbell rang.

Xu Qingcheng suddenly opened her mouth and bit his shoulder blade very hard, then when he turned around to grab her, he rushed out of the kitchen.

When passing by the sofa, he grabbed his suit jacket and draped it over his body before opening the door.

He asked the hotel to deliver the meal, and the takeaway boy in a vest waited outside, and was stunned when he saw the woman who opened the door, Lihua with rain, so pitiful.

Then Xu Qingcheng gave him a hard look, "What are you looking at?"

So fierce!

The takeaway boy hurriedly lowered his head to hand over the lunch box in his hand, and as soon as she took it, he immediately turned his head and left.

Xu Qingcheng stood at the door and wiped away her tears behind his back.

Then I took the lunch box into the restaurant and opened it. The side dishes are very delicate, and the portion of each is not big, but the combination of meat and vegetables looks very nutritious.

Thinking of her painstaking efforts for a long time, in exchange for such a sentence, I feel uncomfortable and angry.

But she didn't want to make herself appear to be at a disadvantage, even if she felt extremely uncomfortable, she didn't want to feel sad.

Still have to eat.

She can't let it go if she feels uncomfortable because she can't catch up with a man, and she can't take care of her body.

Xu Qingcheng set the table, ignored him, and consciously only served himself a bowl of porridge.

Fu Jingting watched her for a long time. She bit him so hard that her teeth felt like the bones were bitten in. She thought she would walk away, but she just went to pick up the takeaway.

He looked at her with his forehead tensed up, this woman is a fucking fish, her memory is only seven seconds, and she forgot what she said as soon as she turned her head.

He stared at her sullenly for a while.

Xu Qingcheng finally looked at him distractedly, "Do you want to eat too?"

"I asked the hotel to send it, why don't I eat it?" The voice was gnashing of teeth.

Xu Qingcheng glanced at him very slowly, "Oh."

Then she got up and went into the kitchen to get the bowls, chopsticks and spoons, helped him serve the porridge, and placed it on the seat opposite her, then she sat down, without saying anything, and lowered her head to scoop the porridge in her own bowl spoon by spoon .

Until a shadow was cast in front of him, he sat opposite her.

No one spoke for a while, only the slight clash of spoons and chopsticks against plates and bowls.

The daily routine made her feel dazed, and the scene of eating every day was so familiar that she would not care about it, but now sitting with him and having a meal has become a rare luxury.

Tears filled her eyes as she thought about it, the hypocrisy made her feel ridiculous.

Xu Qingcheng lowered her head a little lower, and tears dripped into the bowl, mixed with the porridge, and disappeared without a sound.

She sniffed, and the chopsticks went directly towards the plate of sashimi, covered with horseradish, and she swallowed, tears and snot all came out.

This time there is no need to pretend.

But it really made her doubt her life, Xu Qingcheng wanted to bang her head directly on the table, it was so spicy, what the hell, is it an enhanced version of horseradish?Why so choking? !
"water……"

Xu Qingcheng shouted.

Fu Jingting looked up at her, his forehead twitched almost invisible, "..."

Xu Qingcheng was choked to the point of tears, and her facial expression was absolutely out of control. She picked up the water glass he handed over and poured it directly.

It's hard to slow down.

She said bitterly, "Which five-star chef's handwriting, this horseradish must have expired."

Fu Jingting glanced at her, expressionless, "Judging from your expression just now, the date should be very fresh."

Xu Qingcheng, "..."

She curled her lips, took a tissue and wiped the teardrops from the corners of her eyes again, and never dared to touch that again.

The corner of Fu Jingting's mouth raised slightly, and then quickly flattened, the speed was like an illusion.

The phone rang, and it was Zhong Wanxiu calling.

"I heard from Duan Heng that FUC's cooperation this time is with the Xu family? Since you and Xu Qingcheng are divorced, there is no more involvement. Why are you shooting the assets of Shengshi? Many things fade after a long time. , what you can't let go of now, you can laugh it off when you look back, I know you are hurt in your heart, mom doesn't want to persuade you to let go of everything, no one is a saint, but at least let everyone be safe, when is it time to repay the grievances, old man You really have to carefully taste the words of your ancestors."

Zhong Wanxiu couldn't let it go when I accidentally heard Duan Heng talk about it today. At Jing Ting's age, even if he goes through life and death, don't expect him to be enlightened. As long as he doesn't become particularly extreme and paranoid, he is lucky.

Zhong Wanxiu felt that this kind of entanglement would be a waste of time. She lived in a hurry for decades and was blinded by hatred. Wouldn't the next days be wasted on such things?Whether Xu Qingcheng is right or wrong, what happened has already happened and no one can turn back the clock. Zhong Wanxiu is afraid that Fu Jingting will use this opportunity to deal with the Xu family.

That's true, it's messed up without cutting.

He was sitting opposite the dining table to answer the phone. Zhong Wanxiu's voice came out of the phone. Even though he couldn't hear it all, a few sensitive words still fell into Xu Qingcheng's ears.

Cooperate with the Xu family.

divorce.

No involvement.

The one behind didn't hear it, probably because she thought the topic was her, so Fu Jingting got up and walked to the other end of the living room, opened the door and walked out.

Xu Qingcheng bit her chopsticks lightly, and after trying to figure it out, she probably knew what Zhong Wanxiu was talking about.

It's the bridge back to the bridge and the road back, so don't get involved with each other.

She was an unqualified daughter-in-law. She married him with a purpose, but she got the favor from her parents and grandparents, but what she gave back to them was the ending that Fu Jingting almost died.

Xu Qingcheng knew very well that regardless of whether Fu Jingting liked her or not, the parents alone would not want her to pester him anymore.

She bit her lip, and it hurt until she let go.

Turning his head and looking out, Fu Jingting was standing in the yard, probably because he came back, and the landscape lights in the yard were turned on. He stood there, and the lights shone on him, making him feel warm.

The person is still the same person, but it is indeed different.

He is no longer the rambunctious and evil Fu Jingting he used to be, his anger is also clear and obvious, and most of his emotions are released, not like many emotions are tightened up now, unless he wants you to know, otherwise you can guess by sight I can't figure it out even eight hundred times.

"Mom, you're thinking too much. It's just a normal business behavior." Fu Jingting didn't want to say more.

"I hope what you said is true." Zhong Wanxiu sighed, and simply changed the subject, "Don't forget about the hot pot on the weekend. I've already calculated the time, bye before 11 o'clock, get out of bed. You go over there with me in the morning, and arrange the dinner in the villa, Wen Fei also arranged it very meticulously, I am very relieved, when the time comes, your father and I will not be there, you young people have fun."

"Ah."

Fu Jingting hung up the phone, turned around and went back.

She put away the dishes, and she was in the kitchen, standing by the sink to wash things.

Xu Qingcheng washed the strawberries he bought, cut the cantaloupe into beautiful small pieces, and placed them crosswise on the plate. The white porcelain plate and the brightly colored fruits looked particularly good when they were arranged.

There are many ordinary things in life. If you look carefully, you will find that the beauty is actually in the daily life, but most of the time, they are all ignored in a hurry.

Xu Qingcheng didn't know what kind of state of mind he was in. Those things that he hadn't noticed before would be magnified infinitely every time he got along with him.

Xu Qingcheng brought out the fruit plate. She didn't want to wash it for him, but he said that to her.

But I bought it all.

She put the plate heavily on the dining table, then quietly moved the fruit plate towards him.

Fu Jingting stopped eating and saw that she took two small fruit forks and put them on. He looked up at her.

"What are you looking at me for?" Xu Qingcheng forked a piece of cantaloupe into her mouth without raising her head.

"Tomorrow's equity agreement, do you have other ideas?"

She suddenly appeared in Jingshan No. [-], cooking and cutting fruit plates, acting strangely and with a strong purpose.

No wonder Fu Jingting would directly think of tomorrow's signing.

Xu Qingcheng's chewing movement paused, then chewed slowly, and did not speak until he swallowed, "Qingyao is going to FUC tomorrow, and he has to think about whatever he thinks."

She took another strawberry with a fork and handed it to him, "Do you want to eat it?"

The man narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at her deeply.

Xu Qingcheng took the fork back and ate the strawberry by himself, pretending to be relaxed, "Didn't you let me think about how to accompany you well? Are you satisfied?"