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

Fu Zheng's eyes were empty and out of focus, as if he was thinking about something.

He turned to look at Wen Liang, his high brow bones casting sharp shadows on his eye sockets, and his dark eyes were full of meaning.

Wen Liang cursed the pervert secretly in his heart and stared back coldly.

Instead of being angry, Fu Zheng smiled softly.

The smile was clear, but it made Wen Liang's back tingle.

She hurriedly changed the subject, "Fanfan, do you have any winter vacation homework?"

Fu Shifan raised his head and blinked, "Yes, but those are too simple."

"Ok."

"Uncle, do I want to go home now? I also want to go to the reception." Fu Shifan looked up at Fu Zheng and shook his arm.

"Fanfan, be obedient and I will take you home first. When you come back, uncle will bring you cakes to eat."

"I don't want to eat cake, I want to go to the cocktail party."

"No."

"Humph! Ignore you!" Fu Shifan's little face was filled with anger. He turned away, moved towards Wen Liang, and hugged her, "Auntie, I still want to sleep with you tonight."

Wen Liang almost agreed.

She hesitated for a few seconds and declined, "Fanfan, my aunt may come back very late tonight. Can you sleep by yourself?"

Fu Shifan's expression remained unchanged, "I can wait for you."

"But aunt came back too late and couldn't take care of you."

"I can take care of myself. I can wash my face and brush my teeth, and I can also undress myself. If you come back too late, I will go to bed first!"

Wen Liang: "..."

Seeing Wen Liang's silence, Fu Shifan pursed his lips and looked at her pitifully, "Aunt, do you dislike me anymore? Do you think I'm annoying?"

Looking at her big watery eyes, Wen Liang softened her heart and said quickly, "No, Auntie doesn't dislike you."

"You lied! You just dislike Fanfan! Wuwuwuwu... Aunt, please don't dislike Fanfan, okay? Fanfan is very good!" Fu Shifan covered his face and cried.

When Wen Liang heard this, she felt sour in her heart. She put her arm around Fu Shifan's shoulder and patted her gently, "Fanfan, my aunt really doesn't dislike you! Don't cry, my aunt has not refused."

"Really? You must be lying to me." Fu Shifan's voice was choked.

"Really!" Wen Liang nodded quickly, put his head against Fu Shifan's, and said affectionately, "Auntie won't lie to you. Now I'll send you back to your auntie's house. Before your auntie comes back, will you listen to your Aunt Tang?"

"I knew my aunt was the best to me!"

Fu Shifan turned around and threw herself into Wen Liang's arms, looking up at her with a smile, her eyes filled with a smile of success, and not a single tear on her face.

Wen Liang looked at her in astonishment and immediately realized that he had been fooled.

She stretched out her hand to scratch Fu Shifan's creaky nest, "What a good Fu Shifan! You even learned how to pretend to cry!"

Fu Shifan giggled when Wen Liang tickled him, twisting and dodging while begging for mercy with a smile, "Aunt, don't scratch me hahahaha... I was wrong, I won't dare to do it again!"

Fu Zheng sat calmly aside, with his legs crossed and leaning on the back of the chair. His slender white hands were casually placed on his legs. He looked at the two of them with a smile, his eyes full of endearment.

Fu Shifan laughed so hard that he almost burst into tears. He couldn't help but move towards Fu Zheng and climbed onto his lap, "Uncle, uncle! I'm going to die laughing, please help me!"

Fu Zheng put one arm around Fu Shifan's small body and held Wen Liang's hand with the other, "Okay, let's stop making trouble."

The tone was gentle and a little helpless, as if Wen Liang was a child who needed to be coaxed by an adult.

His hand was big, with slender fingers, and the back of the hand was white, with clearly visible veins. It tightly wrapped her hand, and was hot with a rough feeling, rubbing her delicate skin, making it itch.

Wen Liang withdrew his hand and said, "I'll spare you this time."

She sighed silently in her mind.

Refusal fails, alienation fails.

That's all, just think of it as the last time.

She will definitely refuse next time.

The driver asked, "Sir, do you want to change the route now?"

"No, let's go to the villa first to get some of Fanfan's clothes, and then go to my wife's place."

"it is good."

The car stopped at the entrance of the community. Wen Liang got out of the car, picked up the bag containing clothes, and personally took Fu Shifan upstairs.

Tang Shishi was lying comfortably on the sofa playing with her mobile phone when she saw Wen Liang coming back and said, "Send her away..."

Before she finished speaking, she saw Fu Shifan coming in from behind and immediately closed her mouth.

Wen Liang felt a little guilty and didn't dare to look into Tang Shishi's eyes. She put her bag on the sofa and said, "Tang, please help me take care of Xia Fanfan tonight. I have something to do and will be back later."

In front of Fu Shifan, Tang Shishi agreed quickly, "Okay, go ahead. Fanfan, let's have dinner with aunt tonight!"

"Okay." Fu Shifan responded crisply, "Sorry, Aunt Tang."

Wen Liang was afraid that Fu Shifan would be bored, so he took out the iPad to her, gave her a few words of advice, and turned around to leave.

As soon as she got out of the elevator, a WeChat message alert came from her phone.

She opened it and saw a contemptuous emoticon from Tang Shishi, "Tell me what's going on? Why didn't you send her away?"

Wen Liang was silent for a few seconds, "Don't worry, this is the last time."

Don't worry, don't worry.

Tang Shishi understood that Fu Hunjun was too insidious. He knew that Wen Liang's heart was tied to the child, so he used the child to hook Wen Liang.

"you sure?"

"Sure." Wen Liang replied decisively.

"Okay, then I believe you. By the way, what are you doing tonight? Don't come back too late."

"Private business."

Tang Shishi couldn't think of any other personal matters that Wen Liang would have, so she rolled her eyes, "Don't tell me, is it related to Fu Zheng?"

Wen Liang: "..."

She just walked to the gate of the community, opened the car door and got in the car, then turned off the screen and pretended not to see it.

After a few minutes, she replied, "How could that be?"

"Ah."

"..."

The car pulled up to a stop in front of the private styling studio.

Wen Liang raised his eyes and took a look, it was still the same place as last time.

She inevitably thought about how embarrassed she was at the charity dinner, both mentally and physically.

"What are you thinking about?" Fu Zheng asked casually when he saw her standing still.

Wen Liang came back to his senses and said, "It's nothing."

In the studio, Wen Liang sat in front of the mirror.

The makeup artist first removed Wen Liang's makeup and said while removing it, "Ms. Wen, your skin is so good..."

Before the compliments could be uttered, the makeup artist's face paled.

After removing her makeup, her skin was as white and smooth as silk.

But there were a few out-of-place scars on the silk, as if it had been scratched by a cat's scratches.

Wen Liang saw her eyes and expression and explained, "I have been injured before."

The scar was sharp and neat, as if someone had deliberately scratched it with a knife.

The makeup artist said, "You have fair skin and it's easy to cover up."

Fu Zheng stood aside, his heart stinging as if he had been stung by a bee.

After putting on makeup and styling, the stylist matched Wen Liang with a high-end dress.

When she came out of the dressing room, Fu Zheng sat on the sofa, raised his eyes and looked over, with an elusive surprise flashing across his eyes.

"Let's go." Wen Liang glanced at him lightly.

Fu Zheng pursed his lips and felt a soreness in his throat.

He still remembered that the last time she came out after changing her clothes, she smiled and walked around in front of him, asking him if he looked good.

Now, she only glanced at the mirror and started to leave.