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

Meng Ce still blocked his parents and elders as usual to prevent them from knowing that he was in love and asking about this and that.

Others did not block it, and he did not want to block it. The purpose of the Moments was to share the good news with friends.

Not long after I posted it on Moments, friends, classmates, and colleagues all sent their blessings.

Among them was a comment from Fu Sheng: I wish you 99.

Meng Ce replied: Thank you, Manager Fu.

Afterwards, Fu Sheng turned around and sent a screenshot of this Weibo post to Fu Zheng.

Fu Zheng stared closely at the pair of interlocked hands on the screen of his mobile phone, his eyes dark and bottomless.

The little hands in the photo are white and slender, and they look like women's hands at first glance.

He and Wen Liang have been married for three years, how could he not recognize Wen Liang's hands?

Fu Sheng was very considerate and sent the following comment and a screenshot of Meng Ce's reply to Fu Zheng.

Although the circle of friends only has emoticons and pictures, looking at the blessings in the comments and Meng Ce’s thanks, there is no doubt that this is a circle of friends where the relationship is open.

The big hand holding the phone slowly tightened, and the veins on the back of the hand bulged. Under Fu Zheng's calm expression, there was a strong evil in his eyes. The beast in his body seemed to have awakened from the seal, roaring like crazy, clamoring to kill Meng. Ce was torn into pieces.

Cool!

You are so good!

Yesterday, she promised him that she would no longer deliberately alienate him and allow him to compete fairly with Meng Ce.

Today, she knew his attitude towards Chu Siyi and that he really liked her.

As a result, she was with Meng Ce tonight!

Does she like Meng Ce that much? !

What did she think of him? !

Fu Zheng gritted his teeth, suppressed the soreness in his throat, and turned off the phone screen.

He leaned weakly on the back of the sofa, with an arm draped over his eyes. The volcano in his heart that could not be suppressed violently erupted. Scarlet flames burned half of the sky, and thick smoke curled up, blocking the clouds and blocking out the sun.

In a dark corner of my heart, a dark thought broke through the cold and moist soil bit by bit, slowly sprouting and growing.

Since she is so misbehaved, then lock her up and break her wings, and she will stay by his side.

"Uncle, what's wrong with you?" A child's milky voice sounded in his ears, his tone full of worry.

The childish voice was like a ray of sunshine when the clouds were gathering, calming down Fu Zheng's irritable heart.

He took his arm away, opened his eyes and looked at Fu Shifan, "Fanfan, uncle is fine, he's just a little tired."

"Then uncle, go to bed and rest quickly."

Fu Zheng shook his head, "Uncle, I'll wait with you until Auntie comes back."

Fu Shifan glanced at his watch and yawned, "It's almost nine o'clock. Auntie should be back soon, right?"

"It should be soon..." Fu Zheng murmured in a low voice, a hint of darkness flashed in his eyes.

Fu Shifan couldn't hold on any longer, and fell asleep on the sofa little by little.

Fu Zheng carried her to the hospital bed and covered her with a quilt.

He sat alone on the sofa, staring at the door, waiting for Wen Liang to come back.

Wen Liang sent Meng Ce home first and drove back to the hospital alone.

When she arrived at the door of the ward, she knocked on the door, pushed it open, and looked into Fu Zheng's dark eyes.

Wen Liang was stunned for a moment, then regained consciousness, looked around and saw the bulge on the hospital bed, "Is Fanfan asleep?"

"Yes." Fu Zheng's gaze fell firmly on her, his eyes burning, as deep as a pool, as if he wanted to see through her.

"Why are you looking at me like this?" Wen Liang was stared at like a light on his back.

Fu Zheng lowered his eyes, "Nothing, do you want to take Fanfan back? Or let her stay here for one night?"

Wen Liang smiled and said, "It's better to go back, it's not convenient here."

She walked towards the bed.

Fu Shifan was wrapped in quilt, with only his little head exposed.

She closed her eyes, sleeping peacefully, and smacked her little mouth from time to time, which was particularly cute.

Wen Liang couldn't bear to wake her up for a moment.

She stretched out her hand and poked Fu Shifan's face. It was soft and tender, like a baby's little butt.

When she retracted her hand, she accidentally bumped into the person behind her. When Wen Liang turned around, she suddenly found that Fu Zheng had floated behind her at some point, staring at her unblinkingly, his eyes so dark that they could drip ink.

Their eyes crossed, and for some reason, Wen Liang's back felt as if a ghost had touched him. He felt a chill all over his body, swallowed his saliva, and said calmly, "Fu Zheng? Why don't you make any sound when you walk?"

"You were too focused and didn't hear me."

"is it?"

"Ah."

Wen Liang felt that Fu Zheng, who was having sex tonight, looked eerie.

She didn't think about it deeply, she just wanted to wake up Fu Shifan quickly and leave here.

"Where..."

As soon as he said it, Wen Liang felt a pain in the back of his neck, his mind went blank, his vision went dark, and he fainted.

Fu Zheng caught Wen Liang who fainted and looked at her beautiful face with obsession.

He slowly leaned down, placed a gentle kiss on Wen Liang's forehead, and murmured in a low voice, "Liang, don't blame me..."

……

Star River Villa.

Hearing the sound of a car engine coming from the hospital, Aunt Wang came out and asked, "Sir, aren't you in the hospital? Why are you back at this time?"

Her grandson's condition had improved, and she knew that Fu Zheng was hospitalized due to stomach bleeding and was about to undergo surgery, so she came back two days early and planned to go to the hospital tomorrow.

Fu Zheng closed the driver's door, walked around to the passenger seat, took out the unconscious Wen Liang, and said, "Fanfan is asleep in the back seat. You take her back to the house to sleep. If she wakes up and asks about your wife, just say she is asleep." ”

"Oh, okay." Aunt Wang responded without any suspicion. She got into the car and carried Fu Shifan upstairs.

Fu Zheng went directly to the master bedroom with Wen Liang in his arms.

He put Wen Liang on the big bed, leaned over and stared at Wen Liang's face, and couldn't help but kiss her soft lips.

While Wen Liang was unconscious, Fu Zheng kissed her lips until they were red and swollen.

Looking at the peaceful sleeping face, Fu Zheng sighed silently in his heart, he was still the best at this time.

He took off all his warm shoes, scarf, coat, skirt, etc., leaving only the thermal underwear on his body.

The night in Norway suddenly flashed through her mind, and she was still the same as now, with her tight-fitting thermal underwear vividly outlining her graceful undulating body curves...

Fu Zheng's eyes swept over her body inch by inch, and his breathing gradually became heavier.

He looked away, covered Wenliang with a quilt, and carefully helped her remove her makeup.

"Ding--"

The message alert sounded. Fu Zheng took out her phone from Wen Liang's coat pocket and unlocked the screen.

It was a message from Meng Ce, "Sister, are you home?"

A sharp flash of light flashed in Fu Zheng's eyes, and he suppressed the manic beast and replied: "We're here."

Meng Ce: "That's good."

Fu Zheng replied, "It's getting late. I'm going to wash up. Good night."

Meng Ce: "Sister, good night."

Fu Zheng slid his fingers down and flipped through the chat history between the two of them.

The chat history is normal, there is no ambiguity, it's just that they often eat together recently.

Maybe the ambiguity is all in reality.

Fu Zheng turned off the phone screen with a serious expression and put it aside.

After he finished washing, he put on his pajamas, lifted the quilt, lay down next to Wen Liang, took her in his arms and held her in his arms.

Long-lost feeling.

Finally he held her in his arms again.

He closed his eyes, sniffing the fragrance of her hair and body intoxicatedly, and slowly fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, Fu Zheng was awakened by a warm murmur.

"...Dad...Dad..."

She seemed to be having a nightmare, talking in her sleep from time to time, and her sleep was restless.

Fu Zheng stretched out his hand and put it on her forehead. It was extremely hot.

She has a fever.