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

In the morning, when Fu Zheng got up, Wen Liang was sleeping soundly.

Aunt Wang was packing Fu Shifan's toys and when she saw Fu Zheng coming out of the guest room, she thought he was taking care of Wen Liang until midnight. After Wen Liang stopped burning, she went to the guest room to sleep for a while.

Fu Zheng told Aunt Wang, "Today, someone will come and dispose of the sheets, bedding, and mattress in my room."

Aunt Wang showed a puzzled face, but before she could say anything, Fu Zheng explained in a subtle way, "The drink is sprinkled on top and it's soaked."

"Okay, sir." Aunt Wang responded and made up her mind to have the sheets, bedding and mattress cleaned by someone else, and then take them home for her own use.

Those are made of good materials, not cheap. What a waste of things to throw away.

Fu Zheng was rich and powerful, but he wanted to throw away some of his things that were still intact, but Aunt Wang took them all back home like they were picking up tatters.

"Also, there's no need to call her for breakfast. Let her sleep a little longer."

"Okay." Aunt Wang nodded. She had to sleep more if she had a cold or fever. Even if her husband didn't ask her, she wouldn't call her "ma'am".

Fu Shifan didn't have class this weekend. When she got up, Aunt Wang was preparing breakfast in the kitchen.

She went to the bathroom to wash up alone, came out wearing perfume, walked to Fu Zheng and asked, "Uncle, has your suitcase been delivered?"

Fu Zheng's mouth twitched.

In fact, his suitcase had been in the trunk of the car. After Fu Zheng got out of the car with Wen Liang in his arms, the driver forgot to help bring it up.

"It's delivered. It's already downstairs. Uncle, I'll go get it now."

"Great."

Fu Zheng took the key, went out and took the elevator directly to the underground garage.

As soon as Fu Shifan finished touching the incense, he heard the doorbell ring.

Fu Shifan got off the sofa and trotted to the door. He poked the door a few times with his fingers, and the electronic screen showed who was coming from outside.

It was a secretary of Fu Zheng who came.

Fu Shifan had been to the company, and the secretaries in the board of directors' office took good care of her. She knew this secretary, so she opened the door and said, "Brother, are you here to see my uncle?"

The secretary smiled and said, "Well, the chairman asked my brother to send me a set of women's clothes. Where is your uncle?"

Women's clothing?

Fu Shifan said, "My uncle is out, why don't you sit down and have a glass of water?"

"No need." The secretary put the paper bag containing clothes on the sofa, "I put the clothes here. When your uncle comes back, Fanfan remember to tell him."

"it is good."

As soon as the secretary left, Fu Shifan came to the edge of the sofa and stared at the women's clothes in the paper bag, his big eyes rolling.

Why did your uncle ask his secretary brother to send over a set of women's clothes? There are no other women at home.

Could it be a gift for her? The uncle went down and the secretary brother came up. They just missed each other?

Fu Shifan couldn't help but take it out. It looked like the clothes were not hers.

Did you buy it for your aunt?

She will go to play with her aunt with her uncle later.

Fu Shifan put his clothes back to their original places and suddenly wanted to make a video call with his aunt.

I don’t know if my uncle brought his cell phone when he came downstairs just now.

Fu Shifan was about to go take a look at the master bedroom. Aunt Wang, who had prepared breakfast, came out of the kitchen with a small bowl. Thinking of Fu Zheng's instructions, she was afraid that Fu Shifan would disturb Wen Liang's rest, so she asked, "Fanfan, what are you doing?"

Fu Shifan turned around and said, "I'm looking for uncle's cell phone."

"Can you go to that guest room and see if it's there? Your uncle slept there last night."

A trace of doubt flashed across Fu Shifan's face, but he didn't ask any more questions and turned towards the guest room.

The guest room is not as big as the master bedroom, and you can see the bed at a glance.

Fu Shifan pushed open a crack in the door, and before he stepped in, he saw a woman sleeping on the bed. Her black hair was spread all over the pillow, her white shoulders were exposed, and her face was covered by the quilt.

Fu Shifan was stunned.

Why is there a woman in the guest room?

At that moment, Fu Shifan was thinking a lot in his little head, so much that he could hardly hold it in anymore.

She remembered that when she was about to enter the master bedroom last night, her uncle stopped her in a subtle way, saying that he was tired and didn't want to play with her...

At first glance, he didn't want her to know that there was a woman inside.

That woman was definitely not an aunt, otherwise her uncle wouldn't have reacted that way, and her aunt would have taken the initiative to play with her.

Grandma Wang said that her uncle slept in the guest room last night, but the woman was also in the guest room.

Did they sleep together?

Fu Shifan is young, but he knows that only husband and wife can sleep together.

So, has uncle changed his mind?

Fu Shifan couldn't believe it. She closed the door and turned to go to the master bedroom to have a look. Maybe Grandma Wang had misunderstood and her uncle slept in the master bedroom last night.

When the master bedroom door opened, it was a mess inside, with men's and women's clothes thrown all over the floor.

Fu Shifan was completely disappointed and walked to the sofa and sat down.

The women's clothes sent by the secretary next to me must be for the woman in the room!

Woohoo, she doesn't like the woman in the room, she likes her aunt!

"What's wrong? Fanfan?" Aunt Wang came out of the kitchen with a plate of spring rolls.

Fu Shifan pursed his lips and his eyes were red.

Upon seeing this, Aunt Wang quickly stepped forward and coaxed, "Fanfan, why are you crying? Tell grandma, does it hurt somewhere?"

Fu Shifan didn't speak, but shed tears uncomfortably.

Aunt Wang was even more anxious.

The door opened, and Fu Zheng came in with his suitcase, "Fanfan..."

"Sir, come and see, Fanfan keeps crying, and she doesn't say anything when I ask her."

Fu Zheng hurriedly dropped his suitcase, strode forward and hugged Fu Shifan, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with his big hands, and said softly, "Fanfan, what's wrong? If you feel uncomfortable somewhere, tell uncle?"

Fu Shifan struggled and refused to be hugged by Fu Zheng, "Don't hug me, I hate you!"

Fu Zheng wondered, he went out to get a suitcase, why did the little girl start to hate him?

"Fanfan, uncle brought you a gift, you don't want it anymore?" Fu Zheng easily held Fu Shifan in his arms.

"No, give it to whomever you like!" The little girl was very strong-willed and struggled in his arms. "Let me go, I want to find my aunt."

My uncle is a playboy.

She has not forgotten that the reason why her aunt divorced her uncle was because of his philandering!

Men are big hooves.

"Your aunt is sleeping."

"Don't worry about it! I'm going to find my aunt, I don't want you!" Fu Shifan thought he meant Wen Liang hadn't gotten up yet downstairs.

"Okay, okay, I'll take you to see your aunt, but you are not allowed to disturb her." Fu Zheng picked up Fu Shifan.

Fu Shifan was stunned, "You...you really take me there?"

He actually still has the nerve to see his aunt?

It means that aunt is still kept in the dark!

"What's so untrue about this? After I meet your aunt, my uncle will settle the score with you." Fu Zheng looked at the little girl's angry look, which was a little funny.

Fu Shifan snorted, and she would secretly tell her aunt to settle the score with him!

Fu Zheng carried Fu Shifan to the guest room.

Fu Shifan was shocked, "Take me to the guest room..." What are you doing?

"Shh-" Fu Zheng put his index finger in front of Fu Shifan's mouth, motioned her to shut up with his eyes, carried her a few steps inside, and whispered, "Look, your aunt is sleeping."

Fu Shifan looked at the big bed and saw a half-familiar face hidden under the quilt. Who else could it be if it wasn't Wen Liang?