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

Before he got married, he socialized a lot, and even his grandfather advised him not to work so hard. But he was too young, and there were already too many people in the group who were dissatisfied with him. He had to work harder and not let his grandfather, who supported him to rise to the top, be disappointed.

After getting married, his social activities gradually decreased a lot, and he often went home from get off work with her to have dinner. If he didn't like her, how could she persuade him?

Before getting married, in the high-pressure environment of the company, he often lost his temper with employees who made mistakes in their work. However, in Wen Liang's impression, he was very peaceful with his subordinates.

That kind of subtle influence, even he himself didn't notice.

By the time it was discovered, it was too late.

Hearing his emotional confession, Wen Liang suddenly didn't know how to respond.

She is happy that she has liked him for nearly ten years and that she is no longer a one-man show.

There is also sadness. Even if he likes her now, it is true that he hurt her for Chu Siyi. Those injuries in the past have already left bright scars that cannot be erased.

More of a sigh, if he could discover his feelings earlier, would the ending between them be different?

But there are no ifs in the world.

That marriage left her mentally and physically exhausted, and she couldn't go back to the past and become the Wen Liang who loved him wholeheartedly.

She seems to have lost the ability to love someone.

"Uncle, the nurse is here!"

Fu Shifan walked in with his short legs pulled up, breaking the silence in the room.

Wen Liang touched Fu Shifan's head and said, "Fanfan is so good."

She raised her head and glanced at Fu Zheng, "You go and get the infusion."

Fu Zheng stood there, silent.

The nurse came in from the outside with a medicine bottle and a sealed syringe, and glanced at the male protagonist, "On the sofa or in the bed?"

Fu Zheng turned around and sat back on the sofa, "Here."

"it is good."

The nurse hung the medicine bottle on the shelf nearby and skillfully inserted the needle into Fu Zheng's vein.

Fu Shifan watched the whole process. When the nurse left, she lay down and blew on it, "It doesn't hurt."

When she arrived, Wen Liang specially brought Fu Shifan's small schoolbag, which contained her favorite painting paints, as well as a painting book, pens and brushes.

She took them all out and played with Fu Shifan.

……

"Ding--"

The WeChat notification sounded.

Wen Liang opened it and saw the news from Meng Ce.

The Meng family reconciled with the supplier.

Meng Ce immediately sent a message to Wen Liang and expressed his gratitude to Wen Liang in a long paragraph.

The warmth and coolness are well deserved.

Even if the matter had nothing to do with Fu Zheng, Lu Yao did it for Fu Zheng.

Meng Ce said, "Sister, this has nothing to do with you. You don't have to blame yourself. My parents and I are very grateful to you. Originally, my parents wanted to invite you to our house for dinner, but I found a reason to refuse. Tomorrow night you Do you have time? I'll treat you to dinner after get off work."

"Yes, I will drive to pick you up when you get off work?"

"No, no, we'll see you in the restaurant." Meng Ce said.

"Well."

"By the way, sister...can it be just the two of us?"

Meng Ce should be afraid that she would bring Fu Shifan with her.

Wen Liang glanced at the little girl painting next to him and replied, "Okay."

She put down her phone and raised her head to meet Fu Zheng's eyes next to her.

Fu Zheng took it back silently, secretly thinking about who sent the WeChat message.

Could it be Meng Ce?

Wen Liang also looked away and approached Fu Shifan, "Is Fanfan painting a family of three?"

Fu Shifan didn't even raise his head, "No, he's drawing the three of us. This is uncle, this is aunt, and this is me."

On the paper, two adults were walking on both sides, holding a child in the middle. At first glance, they looked like a family of three.

Wen Liang touched Fu Shifan's head and said, "Fanfan is so smart and his paintings are so beautiful."

Fu Zheng was playing with his laptop with one hand. Hearing this, he looked over and said with a smile, "Fanfan, can you give this painting to your uncle?"

"Uh-huh, I want to keep it for myself..." The little girl looked troubled, but finally agreed, "Okay, then I'll give it to my uncle."

"If Fanfan likes it, uncle won't want it."

"Fanfan wants to keep it as a souvenir. When I see this painting when I go back, I will miss my uncle and aunt often."

It seems that she has no intention of staying here permanently.

Fu Zheng said, "Don't worry, it's still early for Fanfan's holiday, don't think so much now, just have fun."

Wen Liang looked at the time and saw that it was already mid-afternoon. She vaccinated Fu Shifan in advance, "Fanfan, would you like to play with uncle in the hospital for a while tonight? Auntie will pick you up later?"

Fu Shifan raised his head in surprise, "Auntie, are you going to have dinner with Brother Meng tonight?"

Fu Zheng glanced at Wen Liang with a burning gaze.

For some reason, Wen Liang felt frightened when she saw him, and felt a little guilty for no reason, "Well, he reconciled with the supplier and said he wanted to treat his aunt to dinner."

Fu Shifan didn't know anything about the Meng family, so she subconsciously told Fu Zheng the following sentence.

After she finished speaking, she realized that she had no need to explain.

"I want to go with my aunt."

"I'm sorry, Fanfan, my aunt can't take you this time. Can you stay with your uncle? Look at your uncle, how pitiful it is for him to be in the hospital alone when his condition is so serious and he has to work?"

Fu Shifan was frightened by Wen Liang and turned to look at Fu Zheng. His uncle was indeed pitiful, "Okay, I'll stay with him."

Fu Zheng: "..."

He glanced at Wen Liang, his eyes meaningful.

Wen Liang just pretended not to see it, saw that the time was almost up, and drove to the appointed restaurant.

When she arrived, Meng Ce had already arrived.

Seeing Wen Liang, his eyes sparkled with stars and he waved, "Sister, this way."

Wen Liang sat down opposite Meng Ce, looked at the table full of ordered meals, and said casually, "Why did you order so many today?"

"I'm happy today. Sister, it's all thanks to you this time..."

"I'm embarrassed to say it. If it weren't for me, maybe uncle wouldn't have been cheated."

"Fu Zheng's behavior has nothing to do with my sister. I have said from the beginning that divorcing my sister is his loss." Meng Ce said, pouring a hot drink for Wen Liang, "Sister, please eat quickly."

"Ah."

I don't know if it was Wen Liang's misunderstanding, but she felt that Meng Ce was a lot more enthusiastic tonight.

The two began to use chopsticks.

The two of them chatted while eating, mainly Meng Ce said and Wen Liang echoed.

Meng Ce talked about his general personality and experiences.

At this moment, the waiter came over with a trolley and delivered a double-layered exquisite cake.

Wen Liang asked in surprise, "Why did you order this?"

Meng Ce looked at Wen Liang, his bright eyes full of affection, and changed the topic, "I liked my sister very much when I first met her in Norway. There seemed to be something attracting me in the power. I really didn't know it at the time. Thinking that my sister is also from Jiangcheng, this is really our fate. After getting along with her after returning to China, I was even more attracted to her."

"Sister, I like you, will you be my girlfriend?" Meng Ce said piously.

"Together with!"

A few waiters appeared out of nowhere and started making noises.

The guests at the surrounding tables noticed this, some looked at him curiously, and some also shouted.

"Together!"