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

He was sitting on the sofa with a laptop in front of him, as if he was working.

Wen Liang sat up in surprise and looked around.

This room does have obvious signs of life, it doesn't look like a newly opened room.

She asked curiously, "Then why am I here?"

Huo Dongcheng twitched the corner of his mouth, "What do you think?"

Wen Liang thought about it seriously, "Did you bring me back from the bar?"

So, it was not Fu Zheng who helped her out, but Huo Dongcheng. But she had been drinking a little and admitted her mistake?

Huo Dongcheng raised his eyebrows but did not deny it.

"Brother Dongcheng, thank you for helping me out." Wen Liang smiled sheepishly and asked tentatively, "I drank too much, so I didn't say anything offensive, right?"

For example, just call him Fu Zheng or something?

Although it is nothing to admit someone by mistake, it is not very polite to a person who has not been recognized, let alone someone like Huo Dongcheng.

Huo Dongcheng smiled, "I didn't say."

Wen Liang breathed a sigh of relief, "It's okay if it doesn't happen."

"But you vomited all over me." Huo Dongcheng said immediately.

"what?!"

Wen Liang's jaw dropped.

"Ah what? Your own cotton clothes are also stained with vomit, I threw them away for you."

Wen Liang smiled sarcastically, lifted up the quilt and climbed out of the bed, "I'm sorry... Well, I'll pay you the amount of your clothes."

"There's no need for this, I don't need any clothes either."

A piece of clothing is indeed nothing to Huo Dongcheng. Wen Liang thought about it and said, "How about I treat you to a meal tonight?"

Huo Dongcheng helped catch Zhang Guoan and helped her rescue her at the bar. It was right to treat him to dinner.

Huo Dongcheng raised his eyes and looked over, "Okay."

He pointed to the paper bag on the sofa and said, "By the way, I asked someone to buy you a new down jacket. Can you see if it fits you? Do you like it?"

"Brother Dongcheng's vision must be right."

"The secretary bought it."

The flattery patted the horse's leg.

Wen Liang said angrily: "..."

She took out the down jacket from the paper bag and unfolded it. It was white and short.

She unzipped it and put it on, looked at it in front of the floor mirror, and said, "Brother Dongcheng's secretary has good taste."

Huo Dongcheng: "..."

Wen Liang took off his down jacket again, went to the bathroom, washed his face, and dried it with paper towels.

The makeup was off her face. She looked close to the mirror and saw that the scars on her face were no longer so obvious.

She straightened her hair with her hands and briefly covered the side of her face.

After coming out of the bathroom, Wen Liang's eyes wandered around the room. He saw his mobile phone lying on the bedside table. He walked over to pick it up and pressed the power button.

Ok?

Is your phone out of battery?

Wenliang long press the power button to turn it on, the battery is still more than half.

Huo Dongcheng seemed to know what she was thinking, and said, "Someone has been calling you. I was afraid of disturbing you, so I turned off your phone. I hope I didn't miss any important news."

"fine."

Call records came pouring in all at once.

Wen Liang looked through the dozens of call records, all of which were from Fu Zheng.

He must have been unable to contact her and was anxious.

Do you want to go back?

While Wen Liang was struggling, Huo Dongcheng closed the laptop, stood up and said, "Let's go have dinner."

It was already past four in the afternoon, and it was already past five when we arrived at the restaurant. The time was almost perfect.

"Okay." Wen Liang responded, put on his down jacket and put his phone back in his pocket.

The restaurant is warm and cool.

Huo Dongcheng said that he only stayed in Jiangcheng for a short time and asked Wen Liang to recommend it, so she chose a private restaurant.

After Huo Dongcheng tasted it, he was full of praise for the taste.

Halfway through the meal, Wen Liang's cell phone rang on the table.

She picked it up and took a look. It was Fu Zheng calling.

Wen Liang hesitated for a moment and clicked to hang up.

She still doesn't know what to say to Fu Zheng.

After thinking about it, Wen Liang opened the information interface again and replied with a few words to Fu Zheng: It's safe, don't disturb.

After sending the message, Wen Liang put the phone on the table and smiled at Huo Dongcheng.

Huo Dongcheng's eyes flashed with meaning, and he said, "Why don't you answer?"

"It's not an important call." Wen Liang said casually.

As soon as she finished speaking, the phone rang again.

Wen Liang picked it up and saw that it was still Fu Zheng.

"Why don't you pick him up? Maybe there's something important." Huo Dongcheng said, "I remember Zhang Guoan arrived in Jiangcheng this afternoon. Maybe something will come out in the interrogation."

Thinking of what she learned in the morning, Wen Liang pursed her lips, hung up and turned off the phone, "It's okay, no need to answer it."

Huo Dongcheng's eyes flashed, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

After dinner, it was almost seven o'clock.

"Let's go. Wherever you live, I'll take you back." Huo Dongcheng said.

Wen Liang reported the name of the community.

Huo Dongcheng walked Wen Liang to the gate of the community. Wen Liang opened the door and got out of the car, waving to Huo Dongcheng, "Thank you, Brother Dongcheng. I won't invite you up. Bye."

"See you later."

After Wen Liang entered the community, Huo Dongcheng drove away.

Wen Liang turned on her mobile phone and walked into the lobby of the unit building.

A bunch of call records came in again.

They were all called by Fu Zheng.

There was someone waiting in front of the elevator. Wen Liang raised his eyes and saw that the up button was on. He lowered his head and looked at the number on the screen. He hesitated and dialed Fu Zheng.

A few seconds later, the familiar cell phone ringtone rang from the side.

Wen Liang reacted for two seconds, then raised his head and was startled when he met Fu Zheng's deep gaze.

"Fu Zheng?! You...why didn't you say anything just now?"

She was looking at her phone so seriously just now that she thought the person waiting for the elevator next to her was the owner of the building.

Fu Zheng held an unfinished cigarette in his hand and stared at her with a heavy gaze. His eyes fell on her sketched cheek. Under the light, a scar different from the skin color next to it was faintly visible.

He remembered that she put on makeup when she was at the police station in the morning.

And her hair, which was originally a bun, was now loose.

The clothes she was wearing were also changed.

Fu Zheng's eyes flashed with pain, and then became gloomy and terrifying, full of hostility, as if a trapped animal was struggling.

His brows were extremely low, his downturned fists were clenched so hard that his joints creaked, and he looked at Wen Liang without saying a word.

A few seconds later, Fu Zheng walked between the two elevator doors, pressed the cigarette butt on the top of the trash can, and crushed it hard. The sparks disappeared and the cigarette broke into pieces.

Following his line of sight, Wen Liang saw that there were densely packed cigarette butts on it, and there was a layer of soot under his feet.

Wen Liang trembled all over and felt hair on his back, as if Fu Zheng had run over her instead of the cigarette butt.

She unconsciously took a step back and swallowed, "...Fu Zheng, what's wrong with you?"

He was so weird today. Is it just because she didn't answer his call?

Fu Zheng turned around and stared directly at Wen Liang, approaching step by step, trying his best to restrain his impulse, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Where did you go when you left the police station today? "

The thick smell of smoke enveloped him with an aggressive male aura. Wen Liang subconsciously held his breath and said, "Just drive around casually."

"anything else?"

"Go to the bar for a drink."

"anything else?"

Wen Liang raised his eyebrows, "I don't need to report my whereabouts to you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the elevator reached the first floor.

Wen Liang raised his feet and walked inside.