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

After becoming Fu Sheng's girlfriend, she learned about the Fu family and saw Fu Zheng's photos on the Internet.

I just didn't expect that they would still go shopping together after they were divorced. Maybe they wanted to get married again?

"Well, Fu Zheng," Wen Liang introduced Fu Zheng, "this is the third brother's girlfriend, Xie Min."

Fu Zheng glanced at Xie Min lightly and said nothing.

Xie Min showed a hint of embarrassment and glanced at Wen Liang.

Wen Liang smoothed things over and said, "His character is like this, and it's not against you."

Xie Min nodded stiffly and changed the subject, "Ms. Wen, would you like to go in and have a look? We just got a batch of new styles in the store."

"Then let's go in and take a look." Wen Liang paused and said.

Xie Min led them in with a smile and introduced the new spring products to Wen Liang.

Fu Zheng hugged the dolls and followed Wen Liang.

The weather was getting warmer and it was time to change into spring clothes. Wen Liang picked out a spring dress and went to the fitting room. Fu Zheng was waiting for her.

Xie Min looked at Fu Zheng's back, walked up to chat, and asked with a smile, "Second brother, are you and Miss Wen going to remarry soon?"

Fu Zheng said lightly, "I don't like people who have no sense of boundaries."

Xie Min turned pale and explained, "I'm not..."

Before she could say the next words, Fu Zheng glanced at her with a cold look.

Xie Min was silent and did not dare to say any more.

Suddenly, someone behind him patted Fu Zheng's shoulder affectionately, "Big cousin?!"

Fu Zheng turned slightly and looked back, looking at the strange woman in front of him, and raised his eyebrows, "Do I know you?"

The woman has a beautiful face, is wearing brand-name and fashionable clothes, and is carrying a limited edition bag around her waist. It does not look like she is deliberately trying to strike up a conversation.

Seeing Fu Zheng's face clearly, the young woman's mind froze.

Fu Zheng's eyes darkened.

The woman came back to her senses, her cheeks turned red, and she showed an apologetic expression, "I'm sorry, I recognized the wrong person. You look too much like my cousin."

She had met a person who looked very similar to her cousin on the Internet before, Fu Zheng.

She also watched Fu Zheng's English speech, which was barely comparable to her cousin's.

The man in front of him looked more like Fu Zheng than his cousin.

Fu Zheng frowned, turned and left without saying a word.

"Wait a minute." The woman called to him and stepped forward with her cell phone. "Can I add you on WeChat?"

She could tell at a glance that his clothes were custom-made, the workmanship of the fabric was valuable, and the watch exposed on the right hand holding the doll was also a global limited edition of a certain brand.

Someone who can afford to wear this must have an extraordinary status. This is Jiangcheng again, so maybe it's really Fu Zheng himself.

Fu Zheng refused, "Sorry, I don't add strangers to WeChat."

He carried the dolls to the seat on the other side.

The woman looked at his back, a trace of annoyance flashed in her eyes, glanced at Fu Zheng, turned her eyes, and said to Xie Min, "Do you have any new products in the store?"

Xie Min only felt that the woman wanted to hook up with Fu Zheng, and he didn't like it. "Over there, you can go and see for yourself."

The woman's expression changed. Why was Jiangcheng's shopping guide so rude?

If the handsome guy wasn't still there, she wanted to maintain some image, otherwise she would have to call their manager to complain.

The woman glanced at Fu Zheng and turned to leave.

Wen Liang came out of the fitting room wearing a new style long skirt and straightened her collar in front of the mirror.

Xie Min stepped forward and praised, "Ms. Wen, you have a great figure. This skirt suits you very well."

Wen Liang stayed away from the mirror, looked at the whole thing, and then turned sideways to observe, "It's okay."

She has a fair complexion and a well-proportioned figure. She hardly chooses any clothes, even if she wears a sack on her body, they all look good.

Fu Zheng walked over and looked at Wen Liang in the mirror, "It looks good. You don't need to change it."

"Row."

She took out the sweater and skirt from the fitting room, folded them, put on her coat, and went directly to the counter to check out.

"Don't you want to pick a few more items?" Xie Min glanced at Fu Zheng and hinted, "You have such a good figure, many clothes are suitable."

Fu Zheng didn't answer.

Wen Liang smiled and said, "There are still things to do, let's talk about it later."

"Okay then." Xie Min sent them out, "Let's go slowly."

After Wen Liang and the others went out, Xie Min returned to the store, and a colleague who had some free time came over and said, "Min Min, those two just now seemed to be..."

Xie Min nodded calmly, as if he was used to it, "It's them, my boyfriend, his brother and his sister-in-law."

"I really envy you for having such a good boyfriend."

Xie Min smiled and said modestly, "There is nothing to envy. It is not easy to be the daughter-in-law of a wealthy family."

"Ordinary people are not much better off."

After a few words, the two separated, and their colleagues silently rolled their eyes.

They had only been dating for a long time, and she already called herself the "daughter-in-law of a wealthy family".

It’s not certain whether you can enter a wealthy family!

Coming out of the store, Wen Liang saw that Fu Zheng still looked cold, "What's wrong with you?"

Fu Zheng said, "Fu Sheng's eyesight is not very good."

Wen Liang: "..."

She thought of her second aunt's previous complaints.

Fu Sheng was busy with work in those two days. After such a long time, the second aunt should have told Fu Sheng what happened that day, but there was no movement, which showed that Fu Sheng didn't think anything was wrong.

"One person has one vision. Maybe Third Brother likes this."

"Well, you're right." Fu Zheng said, "Like me, I like you like this."

Wen Liang glared at him.

After the baptism of time, the flower of the high mountain she had a crush on has now turned into a glib elementary school student.

The two of them got up late, and it was already noon when they finished eating. They casually wandered over in the afternoon, and it was evening.

I had snail noodles for dinner.

Thanks to the warmth and coolness, Fu Zheng's handsome face wrinkled up in pain.

How can there be such a thing as snail noodles in this world?

Suddenly mutton doesn't feel so unacceptable.

After dinner, the two took a walk on the street for a while.

Fu Zheng said, "Go back?"

Wen Liang shook his head, glanced at Fu Zheng, and smiled, "I want to go to the bar."

Fu Zheng paused, "...it's not good to drink alcohol late at night."

"If you don't drink, I will."

Whether it was Wen Liang's intention or Fu Zheng's health, he couldn't drink.

Seeing that Fu Zheng didn't speak, Wen Liang snorted, "If you don't want to go, I'll go by myself!"

Twenty minutes later, the two came to the bar on the first floor of the club and found a booth to sit down.

Wen Liang ordered wine and sipped it slowly, while Fu Zheng had hot water in front of him.

The light in the bar was dim, the dance floor was lit by colorful flashes, a rock singer was singing on the stage, and there were many people cheering.

Wen Liang doesn't like to listen to rock music, probably because she is nostalgic and prefers to listen to some old songs.

An idea came to mind, and Wen Liang poked Fu Zheng's arm.

Fu Zheng: "Huh?"

"You go up and sing a song."

Fu Zheng paused and looked at Wen Liang in disbelief. Seeing that Wen Liang was not joking, he said, "I'm afraid this won't work. Ordinary guests are not allowed to come on stage casually..."

"Are you an ordinary customer? I remember this bar seems to be opened by Han Feng?" Wen Liang raised an eyebrow.

Fu Zheng: "..."

She has such a good memory.

When Fu Zheng called, Han Feng was playing cards with friends.

Seeing the caller ID, he "shushed" his poker partner and answered the phone, "Hey, Brother Zheng, what's going on?"

Fu Zheng spoke concisely, and Han Feng was surprised and said, "It's strange, Brother Zheng, why do you want to go up and sing?"

"Do not talk nonsense."

"Okay, okay, I'll call them and tell them right now." Han Feng hung up the phone.

The friend next to me immediately asked, "Ah Zheng? He wants to sing on your stage?"

"Yes." Han Feng nodded and dialed a phone number.

"This doesn't look like him. Why would he go to the bar to sing?" My friend was in disbelief.

Lu Changkong sneered, "Why else?"

Of course it’s to warm up that woman!

He felt that Fu Zheng had changed a lot in the past six months. Not only was he fascinated by Wen Lianggou, he was so cruel that he turned a blind eye to Si Yi who was being detained.

How could Siyi do something like colluding with Assistant Director Ma?