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

"Except for resigning."

"That's not it."

"You said."

"What I want is that I will be responsible for the public relations related to the MQ brand in the future as before, how about that?"

Fu Zheng put down his chopsticks and looked at her silently.

Wen Liang smiled and continued eating slowly, "Just pretend I didn't say anything."

She knew it would be such a result.

He was guarding her and using Wu Ling to check and balance her.

He didn't believe her at all, or that she wouldn't target Chu Siyi.

"You can make other requests."

"unnecessary."

Fu Zheng couldn't get enough of what she wanted.

Fu Zheng looked at her eyebrows and fell silent.

When the meal was almost over, Fu Zheng said: "In the evening, my grandparents asked us to go to the old house for dinner."

Wen Liang nodded, "I understand."

Probably because of Fu Zheng and Chu Siyi's hot search, the old man knew Fu Zheng's movements and waited for Fu Zheng to come back from his business trip before calling them to his old house.

After finishing the meal, Wen Liang put down his chopsticks and said, "Thank you, Mr. Fu, for the hospitality. I've finished eating."

Fu Zheng looked at his watch, "It's still some time before going to work, why don't you go to my lounge and take a nap?"

Wen Liang thought for a while: "That's fine."

Her legs were always more comfortable lying down than sitting.

Wen Liang entered the lounge.

This lounge is about the same size as a master bedroom and has everything.

Wen Liang took off her shoes and went to bed, covering herself with a quilt. She wanted to sleep for a while, but she accidentally fell into a deep sleep.

When she woke up, Wen Liang touched the phone next to her pillow, turned on the screen, and suddenly realized that it was already past three in the afternoon.

She sat up, yawned, stretched, got out of bed, put on her shoes, and walked out of the lounge, "Why didn't you wake me up..."

Wen Liang went out only to find that Special Assistant Yang was there.

Seeing Wen Liang coming out of Fu Zheng's lounge, Yang Te helped to look at his eyes, nose and heart, pretending he saw nothing.

He is the only one in the company who knows the relationship between Wen Liang and Fu Zheng.

The red flags at the bosses' homes are always there, and colorful flags are fluttering outside. All of them love to groom little stars.

He originally thought Mr. Fu was different, but he was no different from those people.

But as a subordinate, he couldn't say much.

"I see you were sleeping soundly and didn't scream." Fu Zheng said.

"I'm going back to work first."

"Be sure to wait for me in the garage after get off work in the evening."

"I know."

After get off work in the evening, Wen Liang and Fu Zheng went to the old house together.

The old man was sitting in the living room. When he saw the two people coming in, he asked them to sit down next to him, "Ah Liang, I just heard that you injured your foot a few days ago. How is it? Are you feeling better now?"

Wen Liang smiled and said: "Grandpa, I'm fine now. Look..."

Wen Liang kicked his legs.

The old man smiled and said, "It'll be fine if everything's fine, it'll be fine if everything's fine."

"Where's grandma?" Wen Liang asked.

The old man pointed to the kitchen and said: "Your grandma is making soup for you in the kitchen. She will always think of ways to make food, so you can just let her do the trouble."

"Come on, Ah Liang will play two more games of chess with me."

Wen Liang helped the old man to the edge of the chessboard and sat opposite each other. Fu Zheng was pushed aside again.

The two of them played chess very seriously, and a lot of time had passed before they knew it.

When Wen Liang came to his senses, he looked at the watch and it was already past eight o'clock.

Her stomach was already growling: "Grandpa, why is dinner so late today?"

"I have to ask your grandma about this. She said she would be responsible for serving your dinner tonight and making some special soup. I don't know why, but it hasn't been cooked yet."

Just as he was talking, the old lady brought out a pot of soup from the kitchen, "Here, it's ready, it's time to have dinner."

The servant brought out other dishes.

The old lady was excitedly serving soup to Wen Liang and Fu Zheng, "Ah Liang, Ah Zheng, you should drink more. Grandma made this specially for you, try it quickly."

"Grandma, please sit down and eat."

Wen Liang said, lowering her head, the greasy smell of the soup suddenly hit her nose. She couldn't control it and ran to the bathroom quickly and retched.

"Ah Liang, what's going on?" The old lady thought about Wen Liang's reaction just now and said in surprise, "Oh, Ah Liang must be pregnant, right?"

Fu Zheng shook his head calmly: "No, she has a bad gastrointestinal condition recently and has been taking medicine without food."

"Ah? Is that so? Have you gone to the hospital for a checkup?" The old lady refused to give up.

"A Liang has been there," Fu Zheng said.

After hearing what Fu Zheng said, the old lady finally gave up.

She glared at Fu Zheng with hatred, "You, you, you have been married for three years and there has been no movement at all. Why are you so useless?"

Fu Zheng: "..."

After Wen Liang rinsed his mouth, he came out of the bathroom and moved the soup in front of him to the side: "Grandma, I'm so sorry. I've been feeling uncomfortable in my stomach recently. I feel like vomiting when I smell this smell. I'm afraid I'm going to live up to your kindness. "

The old lady hurriedly said: "It's okay, it's okay, your body is important, your body is important."

After saying that, the old lady looked at Fu Zheng and pushed Wen Liang's bowl of soup in front of Fu Zheng: "Zheng, since Ah Liang can't drink it, just drink it all."

"Grandma, there are so many, I'm afraid I won't be able to finish them all." Fu Zheng said, looking at the two bowls of soup in front of him.

"How much is this? How can you not finish it? How can a man eat so little? No wonder it's useless."

Fu Zheng: "..."

After dinner, it was already past nine o'clock, almost ten o'clock.

The old man spoke, "It's too late now. Why don't you stay here for one night and go back tomorrow."

"Alright."

Wen Liang watched soap operas with the old man and old lady downstairs for a while, then went upstairs to wash up.

Fu Zheng worked overtime in the old man's study for a while.

But for some reason, he felt a little sluggish in his head, so he closed the computer and went back to the room.

There was no one in the room, only the sound of rushing water in the bathroom tugged at his heartstrings.

Wen Liang is taking a shower.

The mind that couldn't turn around was spinning very fast at this time, and in an instant, a series of imaginative pictures came to mind.

Fu Zheng frowned slightly, feeling very hot in his body.

He reacted.

Fu Zheng went to the closet to get his pajamas and went to the bathroom outside to wash up and take a shower.

He pressed the door handle but couldn't.

After pressing it twice more, it still didn't work. Fu Zheng suddenly realized that the door to the room was locked from the outside.

Needless to say, this must be the idea that grandparents came up with.

Fu Zheng had no other choice but to stay in the room, listening to the sound of water in the bathroom. He remained calm on the surface, but his body was getting hotter and hotter, and the evil thoughts in his heart were about to stir.

He has not had one since his business trip last month, and it has been more than a month now.

The sound of water in the bathroom stopped.

Then there was the sound of the hair dryer again.

After a while, the sound of the hair dryer also stopped.

Wen Liang walked out of the bathroom in her pajamas and was startled by Fu Zheng sitting beside the bed, "What are you doing sitting here? Why don't you go wash up?"

Fu Zheng stared at Wen Liang with dark eyes, pointed at the door, and said in a hoarse voice, "The door was locked by my grandparents from the outside."