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

"I know."

"But you obviously don't believe it."

"I also want to believe you, but..." Wen Liang smiled bitterly, "Fu Zheng, when you were in the company that day, you already knew that you were related to Fu Yue, right?"

She also wanted to believe him, but after Fu Qingyue said such things to the director, how could she believe him?

"Ah."

"What did you do in the days before he surrendered?"

Fu Zheng paused for a moment, in disbelief, "What do you mean? Do you doubt that I exonerate Fu Yue? Is this what you think of me?"

"Isn't it? Fu Yue wouldn't think of blaming it on Chu Siyi."

Only Fu Zheng would do this if he wanted to establish a clear relationship with Chu Siyi, killing two birds with one stone...

"Can't it be true?" Fu Zheng's eyes were filled with sadness.

Is he this kind of person in her heart?

Doesn't he deserve her trust?

Wen Liang looked away, "You said Zhang Guoan was bribed, who bribed him? And why did he do this?"

Looking at Wen Liang's cold expression, Fu Zheng's heart felt sour and his mouth was bitter, "The person who bribed him was probably Huo Dongcheng. He has always been hostile to the Fu family."

Hearing this, Wen Liang felt a little funny, "Huo Dongcheng? But when his people captured Zhang Guoan, we didn't know that the case was related to Fu Yue. How did he know?"

"If Huo Dongcheng really wanted to target the Fu family, press releases would have been flying all over the sky on the day Fu Yue surrendered."

But now, there is no news from the outside world.

Fu Zheng couldn't explain this clearly.

He's also just guessing.

"Fu Yue told me what I said that day. Even if he is really the mastermind, it has nothing to do with me. Ah Liang, that is your father. I know your feelings for your father-in-law, how can I protect Fu Yue?!"

There was a hint of urgency in his tone.

"Actually, I don't blame you for defending him. He is your brother after all, and it is normal for you to defend him." Wen Liang smiled lightly.

Yes, from the beginning to now, she has not said a word of blame.

But it was such a cold attitude and misunderstanding of him that hurt his heart more than the words of blame.

Fu Zheng looked at her in despair, his throat felt like it was filled with sand. Every word he said was extremely difficult, "In your heart, I have been sentenced to death a long time ago? Right?"

She believed that he helped Fu Yue.

Wen Liang pursed her lips.

Fu Zheng's acting skills are getting better and better, and he acts as if he is real, as if he is particularly innocent and injured.

If she hadn't heard Fu Qingyue's words, she would have been reflecting on whether she had wronged him.

If it wasn't the right time, she would have really wanted to ask Fu Zheng for advice on acting.

"If you don't have anything else to do, just go back first. I'm still busy."

Wen Liang closed the door.

Looking at the closed door in front of him, Fu Zheng closed his eyes and clenched his fists.

Wen Liang sat back in front of the computer, a little distracted.

"Boom—"

Wen Liang raised his eyes and glanced at the window.

It was already dark.

The raindrops on the glass were as big as beans, and they poured down accompanied by bursts of thunder.

The phone screen lit up, and Fu Zheng's call came in.

Wen Liang hesitated for a moment and then answered, "Fu Zheng, what else do you want?"

The sound of rain falling on the phone sounded like it was outside, "A Liang, do you really... don't believe me?"

Wen Liang: "..."

"I just want to tell you that I did not shirk responsibility for Fu Yue. What I said that day was all told to me by Fu Yue himself. I swear to God!"

"You already said it!"

"I'm downstairs in your house, Ah Liang, and I will always stand here."

"boom--"

Wen Liang's eyes widened and he hurried to the window and looked down seriously.

It was pitch black and nothing could be seen.

I could only see heavy raindrops hitting the window, blurring my vision.

She was a little angry, "Fu Zheng, what do you want to do?"

"I don't know how to prove my innocence. I can only use this method..."

"you--"

Wen Liang was furious, "Are you threatening me?"

"I didn't mean that..."

"Do you like to stand or not!"

Wen Liang hung up the phone directly.

She threw her phone on the table and went to the kitchen to cook.

Suddenly, the sound of opening the door came from the door of the room.

Wen Liang poked her head out of the kitchen and saw Tang Shishi coming in with her suitcase, "Xiao Liangliang, I'm back!"

"Welcome home, have you had dinner?"

When Tang Shishi saw Wen Liang in the kitchen, she immediately raised her hand, "I haven't eaten yet! I haven't eaten yet! Make me one."

"it is good."

The water boiled, and two small shrimp wontons were served.

The scalding hot water accidentally splashed on her fingers.

"hiss--"

Wen Liang quickly waved his hand, brought it to his mouth and blew on it.

Tang Shishi came in and walked around twice, looking at Wen Liang worriedly, "What's wrong? Did you burn your hand?"

"careless."

"You wouldn't have made such a stupid mistake before." Tang Shishi said meaningfully.

Wen Liang glanced at her, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Tang Shishi left again, "I'm going to pack my luggage. Call me when you're ready."

"Ah."

The wontons were taken out of the pan, sprinkled with shrimps and shredded eggs, and brought to the dining table. Tang Shishi called out from the room, "Tang, it's time to eat!"

"I am coming!"

Tang Shishi came out of the room and sat down opposite Wen Liang. Feeling the aroma of wontons hitting her face, she complained, "I miss you so much, little Liang! I have been eating box lunches these days. Look at my stomach." ”

"It's okay, it will grow back in a few days."

"Hiss...it smells so good..."

Tang Shishi endured the burning sensation and took a bite of the wonton, with a satisfied look on her face.

After swallowing the mouthful, she looked at Wen Liang and said, "Ah Liang, why did you change the sofa that day?"

After a warm meal, he said as if nothing had happened, "I accidentally spilled the drink."

"Really?"

"real."

"I thought you were fooling around with Fu Zheng these days while I was away."

Wen Liang's ears turned red, she had indeed fooled around all day yesterday.

She said, "Nothing."

"No, that's fine. When I came here just now, I saw Fu Zheng standing downstairs, as if he was going crazy in the rain." Tang Shishi took a bite of wontons and raised her eyes, "He may be trying to use a bitter trick, but you can Don’t be soft-hearted.”

Wen Liang tightened her chopsticks unconsciously, "Is it raining heavily outside?"

"What do you think? It's a whoosh, it hurts your face." Tang Shishi raised her eyebrows, "You won't be soft-hearted, will you?"

"No." Wen Liang said.

After eating, she went back to her room to study the script.

It was stormy and thunderous outside.

Wen Liang looked at the words in the script and knew every word. When put together, it seemed like they were written in heaven.

Her mind was no longer on this.

Wen Liang glanced at the window.

Is Fu Zheng still standing down there?

Did he think that this would make her soft-hearted?

Ah.

Ten minutes later, Wen Liang took the umbrella and quietly went downstairs.

Afraid of being discovered by Tang Shishi, she closed the door gently.

She was not soft-hearted, she just felt that Fu Zheng standing below was an eyesore, so she asked him to leave.

Coming out of the lobby of the unit building, raindrops hit the umbrella.

A strong wind blew, bringing with it a hint of coolness and moisture.

Wen Liang looked around and saw a tall figure beside the street lamp.

The whole person was in the rain, and he seemed not to feel the cold. He stood motionless, like a pillar.

The light hit him, casting a long shadow, making him even more lonely.

Wen Liang bit her lower lip and walked over.

Fu Zheng's face was dripping with water, and a glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes.

As expected, she still felt sorry for him.

Wen Liang calmly handed over the umbrella, "You go, don't stand here."