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

Wen Liang held the phone, heartbroken and unable to breathe.

It turned out that Fu Zheng took Chu Siyi to meet his brothers as soon as he got off the plane.

They all know it and they all bless it.

She was the only one who was kept in the dark.

In the past three years, only the Fu family knew about their marriage.

He had never brought her to meet his friends and brothers, and even if they met occasionally, everyone would assume that she was the adopted daughter of the Fu family.

"Mrs?"

The driver came to the garage to drive, and when he saw Wen Liang's car still there, he shouted in confusion.

Wen Liang quickly wiped away her tears, acted as if she didn't hear anything, and immediately started the car and left.

Wenliang will not bring personal emotions to work.

At the moment, she can only divert her attention through work.

Wen Liang found Fu Zheng's email, dragged the plan nearby, and clicked send.

Soon, Fu Zheng gave a reply, as concise as ever: Passed, please keep an eye on me in the future.

Wen Liang paused, typed the word "ok", and quickly assigned the task.

After get off work in the evening, Wen Liang received a message from Fu Zheng: If you have something to do tonight, you should go back first.

Wen Liang pursed her lips, feeling a pain as sharp as a needle pricking in her heart. She typed the word "ok" with trembling fingers.

In the past, when she was considered to be half of Fu's senior management, he would always report clearly any social activities or meetings he had with the person in charge.

But in the past two days, he dismissed her with a simple "I have something to do."

This "something happened" should be to accompany Chu Siyi.

Fu Zheng: I brought you a gift when I was on a business trip. I forgot to give it to you. It’s in my suitcase. You can get it yourself.

Wenliang: OK.

Fu Zheng looked at the short reply on the screen and suddenly felt a little irritated. He leaned back on the chair and pinched his eyebrows.

Assistant Lin knocked on the door and came in: "Mr. Fu, Miss Chu is here."

Wen Liang left the office and heard a few employees who had not left outside discussing something.

"Is the person who came to see Mr. Fu just now his girlfriend? She looks in good shape!"

"It's a pity to wear a mask."

"Do you think Mr. Fu's girlfriend's eyes look a bit like Chu Siyi's?"

"Is that the Hollywood superstar? No way? Hasn't she been developing abroad?"

"I think she and Mr. Fu are a good match!"

"Ahem, Director Wen." Someone spotted her and greeted her.

The discussion stopped and everyone greeted, "Director Wen."

Wen Liang lowered his eyes and said calmly: "It's time to get off work, you continue."

After saying that, she strode away, her steps steady but a little eager, her eyes red and her heart sour.

She couldn't wait to escape, afraid of seeing a heartbreaking scene.

Has Chu Siyi come to the company to find him?

They haven't divorced yet, does he still remember that she, the real wife, is still in the company?

The clerk behind him started talking again, but he had changed the topic:

"Director Wen is so beautiful, but I feel scared every time I see her. She really deserves to be President Fu's sister."

A newly hired employee was surprised, "Director Wen is Mr. Fu's sister?"

"Tch, the sister who can't be beaten by eight poles, her bastard father used grace to force Chairman Fu to take her in, otherwise she can join the Fu family?"

"Who did you listen to?"

"Over there with the PR department."

"Actually, Director Wen is quite good."

In the underground parking lot, Wen Liang fastened his seat belt. When he raised his eyes, he saw two figures.

Fu Zheng was wearing the white suit she had chosen for him that morning, which made his figure straight and tall.

Next to him was a woman, wearing a mask and a peaked cap, holding his arm intimately. She was talking to Fu Zheng and Fu Zheng with her head raised. Fu Zheng tilted his head slightly, listening carefully, with a soft face.

The woman didn't know what she was talking about, so she shook Fu Zheng's arm coquettishly.

Fu Zheng smiled softly and nodded in response. The shape of his mouth should have said the word "good".

Chu Siyi, his first love, is really back.

The bright red tie stung Wen Liang's eyes.

It was the one she had chosen for him to celebrate her pregnancy.

Now he takes it with him on a date with his first love.