The ex-husband always thinks that the husband is more expensive than the son

Lei Meng took Yunsu directly to Fu Chengyu's office.

As soon as Yunsu entered, the smell of tobacco filled his nose, his delicate nose immediately wrinkled, and he said in a cold voice: "This is Mr. Fu's way of hospitality? It seems that Mr. Fu doesn't care about the cooperation at all. superior."

Fu Chengyu sat down on the sofa and at the same time made a gesture of invitation to Yunsu.

His voice was magnetic, but he stared at Yunsu: "Sorry, I was upset just now, and I smoked a few more cigarettes."

Yunsu raised his eyebrows: "I never thought that someone like Mr. Fu would be upset."

Fu Chengyu smiled lightly, narrowed his narrow eyes slightly: "After all, I'm not as big-hearted as Mr. Yun."

The atmosphere between the two was still tense. When they looked at each other, Yunsu's eyes were very cold. She looked away first, and then sat down.

Lei Meng handed over the prepared documents, and Fu Chengyu said, "For this cooperation, Mr. Yun must have read the email for my request."

His attitude seemed normal, as if he treated any partner.

Yunsu knew that Tianchen and Fu's strength were comparable, but the main battlefield was different.

Tianchen dominates the foreign market, Fu's dominates the domestic market, but now, Yunsu confirms that he is the one with the upper hand.

Because, she is Y.

Yunsu smiled, and said, "First, Fu's concession is [-]% of the profit. Second, the contract is based on what I have drawn up. In addition, there is another requirement."

Fu Chengyu had read the email from Tianchen a long time ago, and knew that she was a big talker, but what request did she not include in the contract?

Yunsu asked the secretary to wait for him outside the office.

Fu Chengyu raised his eyebrows and asked Lei Meng to go out.

When everyone went out, the smile on Yunsu's face disappeared instantly. She took out another agreement and put it on the table: "If Mr. Fu doesn't want to give up [-]% of the profit, then this divorce agreement should be signed together. Yes, and then follow me to the Civil Affairs Bureau to go through the formalities."

Fu Chengyu picked up the new divorce agreement and looked at it for a few moments. She had almost no requirements for property, and seemed to want to sever ties with him, and would rather leave the house without leaving the house.

Yunsu said: "Y mentioned to me that she doesn't like your Fu's style of work. This time she agreed to do the design for you. I tried my best to persuade her. If Mr. Fu wants to promote cooperation, then..."

She knocked on the divorce agreement, and the meaning was self-evident.

"In what capacity is Mr. Yun negotiating with me? Tianchen's new president, or..." Fu Chengyu paused, and a smile appeared on his cold face: "Or is it my wife's identity?"

When Yunsu heard the word "wife" from Fu Chengyu's mouth, the dark memories of five years ago, and the pain of giving birth to Little Sun all of a sudden welled up from the bottom of his heart.

She retched and turned pale.

The smile on Fu Chengyu's face disappeared, "Is it because the child in your belly can't wait?"

Yunsu closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and suddenly didn't want to tangle with him: "It seems that Mr. Fu agreed to the [-]% profit contract?"

Fu Chengyu stared at her suddenly sick and listless appearance, and squinted: "This is impossible."

"It's impossible to sign this divorce agreement, otherwise, cooperation is out of the question, and Y will never cooperate with you." Yunsu's attitude is also very tough.

"How can you be sure that Y will never cooperate with me?" Fu Chengyu was a little interested in her affirmative tone.

Yunsu leaned back on the sofa, suppressed the discomfort in his body, and looked at Fu Chengyu.

This glance was so charming, Fu Chengyu squinted his eyes, and heard Yunsu say: "Of course because of the strong relationship between me and Y."

Fu Chengyu's face turned cold.

Yunsu said: "Since Mr. Fu is so cuckold, you should cooperate with Y to sign this contract."

She suddenly leaned over and approached Fu Chengyu, her long eyelashes cast a seductive shadow under her eyelids, she was very close to him, "Y is also my servant."

Fu Chengyu's face was tense, he pressed Yunsu's shoulder, and pressed her on the sofa.

Yunsu's face was pale, and when she met his eyes, scenes from the past flashed before her eyes. The smile on her face became wider, and she looked at Fu Chengyu with hatred in her eyes, and every word seemed to poke into him. He went to his heart.

"Whether it's Y or Yunhan, they are more energetic than you, Boss Fu."

"Yunsu!" Fu Chengyu's voice was cold, and his face turned pale in an instant.

Yunsu looked up at him, but it didn't look like he was looking at him, his eyes gradually became hollow: "Fu Chengyu, scum."

Her breathing became rapid, and Fu Chengyu paused for a moment with his hand on her shoulder.

Yunsu's eyes were wide open, and they were a little red. She didn't blink, but she didn't cry. Her body trembled slightly, but she was already doing her best to restrain herself.

Fu Chengyu finally found out that something was wrong with her, and he relaxed a little: "Yunsu?"

Yunsu took a deep breath, closed his eyes, but his face was still pale, "Boss Fu, is this how you treat guests?"

Fu Chengyu let go of her with a gloomy expression.

Yunsu sat up with his hands on the sofa, but didn't say anything. He opened the bag, took out a medicine bottle from it, and poured out a few pills with trembling hands. He swallowed it without even drinking water.

"What medicine are you taking?!"

After taking the medicine, Yunsu felt much better. She adjusted her mood, smiled, stared at him, and said word by word: "Naturally, it's a miscarriage medicine."

This medicine is usually not taken urgently, but she couldn't control the situation just now, and she didn't want Fu Chengyu to see anything, and she was weak in front of him.

Yunsu took the documents and stood up to leave. She could tell that Fu Chengyu was determined not to divorce, and it was impossible for him to give up [-]% of the profits.

As a result, as soon as she stood up, her body shook, and Fu Chengyu subconsciously reached out to pick it up.

The world was spinning for a while, and when Yunsu realized it, he sat on Fu Chengyu's lap.

"Ming Ting, when I see your father in a while, I'll give him the biscuits you made yourself..."

With a smile on Xia Xuexue's face, she pushed open the door of the office.

Fu Mingting was holding a bag of small biscuits in a paper bag in his hand, and the moment he pushed the door with a smile on his face, his smile stopped abruptly.

He saw Daddy hugging the woman named Yunsu on the sofa, acting ambiguously.

The sound of the biscuits falling on the ground was very crisp, and Fu Mingting's expression was as cold as Fu Chengyu's.

Xia Xue also had no blood on her face: "Ah Yu, you..."

When Yunsu thought about it, she could feel that Fu Chengyu's wrist was as heavy as iron, making her unable to stand up. She turned her head and met the eyes of the child standing at the door.

Cold, hateful.

Yunsu's heart tightened in an instant, and she struggled subconsciously to explain to the child: "It's not what you see."