Mr. Fu, please stop being abusive. Madam has already signed the divorce papers.

"Madam, let's go back." When the aunt came out with a blanket and a thermal box, Wu Ling had already left.

Seeing Wen Liang's shocked and pained expression, she was in a good mood and left proudly after achieving her goal.

But Wen Liang clenched his fist tightly and sat there without saying a word.

When Wen Liang didn't respond, the aunt called out again: "Madam?"

Wen Liang came back to his senses, took a deep breath, and nodded, "Well, go back first."

The aunt took one look at Wen Liang's expression and felt that the wife seemed different from before.

Back in the villa, Auntie wanted to help Wen Liang go upstairs, but Wen Liang refused. She sat down on the sofa and said, "I'll wait for Fu Zheng to come back."

The aunt nodded, didn't say anything, and went about her own business.

At around three o'clock in the afternoon, a black car drove into the villa courtyard.

Fu Zheng turned off the engine, leaned back on the chair, raised the hand wearing the steel watch and rubbed his brow, took out the key, pushed the door and got out of the car.

He walked smoothly into the living room with his long legs, and saw Wen Liang leaning on the sofa, covered with a blanket, his pupils lax, looking at a place in a daze.

Fu Zheng put the car keys on the table, bent his legs and sat down next to Wen Liang, "Why are you lying here? I will carry you upstairs?"

As if she had just discovered him, Wen Liang focused her eyes and slowly moved to him. Her voice was calm and strange, "You're back? Don't rush up. I have something to ask you."

His face looked a little tired, "What?"

"How did grandpa die?" Wen Liang looked directly into Fu Zheng's eyes and asked quietly.

Fu Zheng paused, closed his eyes, and rubbed his forehead, "Didn't I tell you before? Grandpa is seriously ill and doesn't have much time left..."

"You're still lying to me!"

Hearing this, Fu Zheng opened his eyes and met the warm and cold gaze, and suddenly his heart felt chilly.

Even when Wen Liang was resentful and angry during previous quarrels, she had never looked at him with such cold eyes.

Fu Zheng closed his eyes and was about to speak when Wen Liang asked, "Did Grandpa meet Chu Siyi before he died?"

Fu Zheng pursed his lips and nodded slightly, "Yes."

The tight string in Wen Liang's heart just broke, and tears flowed down her cheeks.

She didn't want to believe Wu Ling's words.

But she understood that Wu Ling's words were true.

Grandpa went to see Chu Siyi for her marriage, but couldn't hold on anymore.

How does she deserve it?

Why is it worth being treated like this by grandpa?

The last time her grandfather was hospitalized, he used his own body to buy her a chance to get along well with Fu Zheng.

This time, grandpa still risked his life for her.

If she separated from Fu Zheng, her grandfather would not die, so she would rather never be with Fu Zheng.

Why is there no if in the world?

She had never regretted like that, regretted falling in love with Fu Zheng, regretted marrying Fu Zheng.

Let grandpa worry about her until he dies.

Fu Zheng looked at Wen Liang's tears, frowned deeply, stretched out his big hand to wipe the tears on Wen Liang's face, "Stop crying, it has nothing to do with you, it's my fault..."

Does it really have nothing to do with her?

Even Fu Zheng didn't know why his grandfather met Chu Siyi. It seemed that he could only explain it by saying that his grandfather forced Chu Siyi to leave in order to protect their marriage.

Wen Liang blocked his hand, her eyes were red, and her voice was cold, "Please stop comforting me. You and I both know why grandpa saw Chu Siyi."

She raised her head and looked into Fu Zheng's eyes with great solemnity. His eyes were as calm as dead water, without any waves, "Fu Zheng, it was us who killed grandpa!"

"Don't be like this, Ah Liang..."

Fu Zheng has always only looked at the future, not the past.

Anyway, grandpa is dead.

The most important thing now is to let Wen Liang get over the sadness and have a good pregnancy, and not to get into trouble and live a lifetime of self-blame and guilt.

However, Wen Liang is a passionate person and a thoughtful person who cannot easily let go of the past.

She closed her eyes, her face tensed, wiped the tears on her face carelessly, looked at Fu Zheng and said, "I want to see Chu Siyi."

"Don't be ridiculous, you need to have a good rest now!"

Wen Liang turned a deaf ear and sat up straight, "I want to see Chu Siyi, I want to go find him and ask him clearly! I want to avenge grandpa!"

Seeing that Fu Zheng was unmoved, Wen Liang stood up and walked out, "If you don't let me see you, I'll see you myself!"

"A Liang!"

Fu Zheng came to Wen Liang in two steps and stretched out his arm to stop her, "Chu Siyi is not in the hospital now. She left the hospital a few days ago and is missing. I have sent someone to find her. You go back upstairs first." Rest and I’ll tell you when I find her!”

Wen Liang seemed to have heard some joke and looked at Fu Zheng with a sneer, "Are you willing to let her leave you? Are you still protecting her? What? Are you afraid that I will kill her?"

Wen Liang didn't believe Fu Zheng's words at all and insisted on walking out.

Fu Zheng hugged Wen Liang and said, "Calm down!"

Wen Liang struggled hard, her mind was dizzy, her tears couldn't stop flowing down, and she just wanted to ask Chu Siyi for a clear explanation.

She said incoherently, "I'm calm! It's you, Fu Zheng, it's you who got carried away by Chu Siyi! You like her so much that you don't even care about grandpa's life?! If you want to find a reason, you can also find one A better reason, with your methods, how could you not find her?"

Fu Zheng clamped his hands on Wen Liang, picked her up and walked upstairs without saying a word.

Wen Liang's physical strength was no match for Fu Zheng's. Seeing that he was easily carried upstairs, Wen Liang burst into tears and bit him on the neck, causing blood to ooze from his bite. "Fu Zheng! Your conscience has been eaten by a dog. Let me go." Come down! Grandpa loves you so much, but you are still protecting the culprit who killed him!"

"Put me down, I'm going to see Chu Siyi! I want to ask clearly! Let me go!"

"You have no right to restrict my behavior! I want to divorce you!"

"..."

Amidst Wen Liang's screams, Fu Zheng carried her into the master bedroom and put her on the bed.

Wen Liang immediately jumped up from the bed, but was pushed down by Fu Zheng.

He leaned into her ear and said, "A Liang! You are emotionally unstable now. Calm down first and then we can talk."

"I'm calm, I want to leave, you have no right to stop me..."

"You want to leave, where are you going?" When Fu Zheng heard her clamoring to leave, he felt panicked and his face became a little darker.

"None of your business!"

Fu Zheng remained silent, stood up and left the master bedroom with a gloomy face.

Wen Liang got up and followed Fu Zheng out, but was blocked by the closed master bedroom door.

Wen Liang immediately pulled the door handle and opened the door, but couldn't pull it.

She was so angry that she punched the door twice and shouted loudly: "Fu Zheng, let me out! You bastard!"

The warm response was the jingling sound of keys, and with a "click", the door was locked from the outside.

Wen Liang cried out in anger and kicked the door hard, "Fu Zheng, open the door for me! Take me to see Chu Siyi! Don't make me hate you!"

Fu Zheng whispered to the door, "Ah Liang, you are very emotional now. I can't let you out. I can only tell you that I didn't lie to you. Chu Siyi is missing. When I find her, I will be the first to do so." Time will tell you, take a good rest and stop making trouble!"

After speaking, he turned and went downstairs.

The aunt was alarmed by their movements and looked worriedly at the stairs on the second floor to see Fu Zheng coming down. She was about to ask something when she heard Fu Zheng say, "No matter what my wife says, don't open the door for her. Wait until I get back." "

"Ok."

The aunt nodded blankly.

When Wen Liang heard Fu Zheng's footsteps leaving, her heart ached with anger, and she sat down with her back against the door panel.

Suddenly, she felt a dull pain in her abdomen!

Wen Liang has a bad feeling in her heart!

She covered her abdomen with one hand and pounded the door panel with the other hand, shouting anxiously, "Fu Zheng! Open the door quickly! Fu Zheng! My stomach hurts, open the door quickly!"