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

"Ok?"

There was a note coming from deep in the throat, short, concise and unclear.

"what happened?"

The low and magnetic figure rang in the ears, tapping the warm eardrums at close range, like an electric current rushing through the body unexpectedly, and the seams in the bones were numb.

Fireworks flickered outside the window, reflecting in the dark room.

Wen Liang turned over and saw Fu Zheng's sexy Adam's apple and angular jaw.

She was stunned for a moment, took a deep breath, and stood up, "How did you get into my bed?!"

Fu Zheng's eyes were groggy and squinted, and he scratched his head in confusion, "Is there any?"

Wen Liang pulled the quilt on her body, "No? Open your eyes and see -"

Halfway through the words, Wen Liang's voice stopped abruptly.

She stared at the quilt in her hand with wide eyes, stunned on the spot.

This quilt... seems to belong to Fu Zheng...

She sat up suddenly, looked around, and finally saw her quilt under the bed...

At that moment, Wen Liang grabbed the ground with his toes and pulled out a villa on the spot!

Fu Zheng was lying on the bed, looking at her with a half-smile, and asked, "What are you looking at?"

"……nothing……"

Wen Liang silently rolled out of bed and took her quilt back to the bed.

Fu Zheng laughed softly.

Wen Liang became more and more embarrassed and ashamed, and the roots of his ears felt hot.

She couldn't help it anymore, so she reached out and gave Fu Zheng a slap, "Don't laugh!"

She kept a straight face and tried to look angry, but in Fu Zheng's ears, it sounded like an intimate hint of anger.

"I just laugh."

Fu Zheng actually laughed, baring his teeth deliberately, revealing his neat and white teeth.

Wen Liang was stunned for a moment.

Fu Zheng has become more and more childish recently.

He had never shown such an expression before.

Wen Liang was so angry that she reached out and scratched his waist twice, "I'll make you laugh!"

Fu Zheng grabbed her hand and pulled hard.

Wen Liang exclaimed and fell on Fu Zheng off guard, grazing his lips on his cheek.

The smooth and silky long hair swept across Fu Zheng's face, bringing a crisp itch, just like a feather tickling him, and it tickled his heart.

Fu Zheng tilted his head slightly, looked deeply into Wen Liang's eyes, couldn't help but hold the back of her head, and kissed her lips passionately.

"You... uh-"

Wen Liang's eyes widened, he closed his mouth tightly, put his arms on his chest, and got up with all his strength.

Unexpectedly, Fu Zheng suddenly used force——

A whirlwind.

When Wen Liang reacted, they had already switched positions.

Fu Zheng put a hand by her ear, covered her body, and kissed her lips more unscrupulously.

The two people's breaths intertwined and their lips entangled. Fu Zheng felt the delicate body under him, and became more and more passionate, and involuntarily deepened the wet kiss.

Wen Liang's breathing gradually became rapid, and his mind was filled with mush.

When they were entangled with each other, the first two buttons of her nightgown were knocked open, revealing a piece of fair and tender skin.

Fu Zheng's big hand fell on the third slit, and he opened it, stroking her softness, and his hot lips slowly went down the warm neck...

Wen Liang bit her lower lip and felt a chill in front of her body. Later, she realized that after taking a shower, she didn't wear any underwear...

"Fu Zheng, don't...get up quickly..."

Wen Liang struggled fiercely.

I have to admit that Fu Zheng is a great kisser and a good flirt.

She was emotional, her words of resistance were soft and trembling, her body was weak, and she was powerless when she struggled, as if she was trying to resist in return.

Not only did Fu Zheng not stop, but he became more and more unscrupulous.

He raised his eyes and looked into Wen Liang's eyes, his eyes full of lust and bewilderment, and sucked hard.

"Um……"

Wen Liang couldn't help moaning and bit her lip impatiently.

At this moment, a child's cry was faintly heard in the corridor outside, heartbreaking.

From far to near, the voice became clearer and clearer, and at first glance it was Fu Shifan.

Fu Zheng and Wen Liang both heard it.

She hurriedly pushed Fu Zheng, "Is it Fanfan? Why don't you go and have a look!"

Fu Zheng immediately got out of bed, strode to the door, opened it, and leaned forward to look.

I saw Fu Shifan running over crying, with tears in his eyes, "...Uncle wuwuwu..."

Fu Zheng looked behind her and saw Fu Qingyue standing at the door of a certain guest room with a gloomy look on her face.

Fu Zheng looked at her coldly, took a few steps forward, picked up Fu Shifan and walked into the room, "Fanfan, what's wrong?"

It was the first time he saw Fu Shifan crying like this, and he felt extremely distressed.

Wen Liang had already arranged her clothes and walked forward quickly, "Fanfan, why are you crying? Tell your aunt?"

"Woooo..."

Fu Shifan's eyes were red, crying and twitching, and he stretched out his arms towards Wen Liang.

Seeing her dependent expression, Wen Liang felt soft and moved in his heart. He took her into his arms and sat down by the bed.

Fu Shifan buried his head in Wen Liang's arms, carefully clutching the corner of her pajamas, sobbing and saying nothing.

Wen Liang guessed that it might have something to do with Fu Qingyue, so he patted her back lightly without further questioning.

Fu Shifan gradually calmed down, his face was unhappy and he was speechless.

Wen Liang asked Fu Zheng to bring a hot towel over and gently wiped Fu Shifan's face, "Fanfan, do you want to watch the fireworks?"

Fu Shifan shook his head dullly.

"Then let's sleep, okay? You sleep between uncle and aunt."

Fu Shifan nodded.

After lying down, Fu Shifan still leaned against Wen Liang, holding the corners of her clothes tightly with his little hands.

Fu Zheng turned off the light and lay next to him.

The night passed.

When she woke up in the morning, Wen Liang noticed Fu Shifan's mood and found that he had recovered a lot.

She poked Fu Zheng with her elbow, "Go to aunt's room and get Fanfan's clothes."

After Fu Zheng went out, Wen Liang helped Fu Shifan take off her pajamas, and suddenly found a bruise on her fleshy little arm.

Wen Liang immediately asked, "Fanfan, what's going on?"

Fu Shifan said, "Grandma wants to leave tomorrow, but I don't want to. I also want to go collecting with my aunt, and grandma won't be happy..."

Therefore, the bruise on her arm was pinched out by Fu Qingyue when she was angry.

And after one night, it has subsided a little, but it will only become more serious at first.

Anger suddenly welled up in Wen Liang's heart!

No matter how much Fu Qingyue hated her, she didn't care.

But how could Fu Qingyue involve a child like Fu Shifan in an adult's grudge and take it out on her? !

Moreover, Wen Liang really didn't know why Fu Qingyue hated her so much? Like she had done something heinous.

Is it just because her family background is not good enough for Fu Zheng?

Then why could she adopt Fu Shifan?

Fu Zheng has a strong desire to keep Fu Shifan here, but Wen Liang does not. She thinks that Fu Qingyue brought Fu Shifan up, and they cannot just take Fu Shifan away from Fu Qingyue. After just one month together, Fu Shifan may not choose stay.

But now, Wen Liang's mind has become firmer. She hopes Fu Shifan can stay.

If Fu Qingyue could pinch Fu Shifan's arm until her arms were bruised because she wanted to have sex with Wen Liang, then he would also punish her corporally for other things in the future.

After Fu Zheng brought the clothes, Wen Liang helped Fu Shifan put them on, motioned Fu Zheng to come over with her eyes, and showed him the bruise on her arm.

Fu Zheng understood something in an instant, his face darkened, he gave her a calm look, and strode out of the room.

Wen Liang took Fu Shifan downstairs.

She prepared two red envelopes, one for Fu Shifan and one for Fu Rui.

There were only two children in the family, and each of the adults received a red envelope. Soon Fu Shifan received a handful of red envelopes, which were all thick. He washed away the unpleasant emotions in an instant and showed off to Wen Liang.

Not long after, Fu Zheng came down from upstairs, glanced at Wen Liang, handed the red envelope he had prepared to Fu Shifan, and took the opportunity to whisper in Wen Liang's ear, "I will register for Fanfan after the seventh day of the Lunar New Year."