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

The driver parked the car outside. Wen Liang went around to the side and got into the back seat. He looked at the night scene outside the car window and was speechless all the way.

The driver focused on driving and looking at the road ahead.

There were constant noises and air whistles outside, which was in great contrast to the quiet atmosphere inside the car.

Fu Zheng looked at Wen Liang's slightly gloomy expression and asked, "Since you have used the card I gave you, why should you return it and buy it again?"

Later, another text message came to his phone to remind him that all the previous deductions were refunded in the same way, but now the goods are still in her hands, which means that she bought them again with her own money.

Wen Liang still looked out the window without looking back, "I can spend it if I want to, and I can't spend it if I don't want to. It has nothing to do with you."

"Are you angry because I went shopping with Siyi?"

"You haven't done enough for Chu Siyi? It's just a shopping trip, why should I be angry?"

Wen Liang had a mocking smile on his face, leaned back on the chair and closed his eyes.

"Then what happened to you?"

What's up with her?

She also wanted to know what happened to herself.

She felt very tired and empty, unable to stir up anything.

Just like a machine loses power and stops spinning, a mobile phone shuts down without power.

In the past, she could still lie to herself. Fu Zheng also had feelings for her during the three years they were married.

But now that she sees Fu Zheng, Chu Siyi's words will come to mind.

She wanted to ask him, if he liked Chu Siyi so much and couldn't forget Chu Siyi so much, why did he marry her?

"What's wrong with your hand?" Fu Zheng suddenly saw that the back of Wen Liang's hand was red.

"I got burned while eating."

"Why don't you deal with it? Lao Liu, go to the hospital."

Wen Liang opened her eyes and looked at him, her brows and eyes filled with concern. She felt it was very ironic for some reason, so she pulled her hand back forcefully, "No, it's not a big problem."

When she saw him like this before, her heart felt soft.

Now she really wanted to laugh, he was really good at acting.

He acted as if he were real and lied to her for three years.

"Wen Liang, you can be angry if you want, but don't make fun of your body."

"I'm not angry, and I'm not kidding." Wen Liang leaned back on the chair again and closed her eyes.

Fu Zheng's face was solemn, and he looked deeply at Wen Liang, who was neither cold nor hot, "Wen Liang, you have to be like this, don't you?"

"What's wrong with me?" Wen Liang opened one eye and looked at him with raised eyebrows, "I just don't need your concern. Isn't this just what you want? You don't have to work hard to act like a good husband. Show me what it looks like."

Fu Zheng's face became increasingly ugly, "Wen Liang, what on earth are you talking about?"

"Don't you understand what I'm saying? Don't you understand what you have done? Do you have to tell me?"

"What have I done that you have to condemn me?"

"What did you do?" Wen Liang smiled, "Do you still remember when our wedding anniversary is?"

Fu Zheng paused and replied: "September [-]."

"What are you guilty of?"

Fu Zheng was silent.

Wen Liang smiled and said, "I just found out. It turns out that September [-]th is Chu Siyi's birthday. You are so affectionate towards her. You even use our anniversary to remember her."

As she spoke, Wen Liang's nose felt sore, and a soreness surged up in her throat, making her want to shed tears.

She forced herself to say, "You go on a business trip every July for at least half a month. What are you going to do?"

The car became quiet, and the driver didn't dare to breathe.

Seeing that Fu Zheng didn't speak, Wen Liang smiled coldly, "Explain it, why don't you explain it?"

He was speechless and didn't even want to lie to her.

"Are you guilty? Are you afraid to admit it?" Wen Liang asked word by word.

"Since you like her so much, why don't you keep waiting for her? Why did you choose to marry me? I don't have to do it with you, why do you want to be so mean to me?" Wen Liang whispered, tears fell involuntarily, and the whole body The body is shaking.

Since her father left, she has never cried in front of others.

Her heart is soft, she has low self-esteem and is sensitive, so she is used to building a strong shell on the outside.

She is just an ordinary person who was adopted by the Fu family because of luck, but because of this, she lives a cautious, careful and observant life.

The Fu family looked down upon her. Apart from her grandparents, only Fu Zheng would give her some good looks. Sometimes Wen Liang thinks that even if he doesn't love her, he should still have some feelings for her.

But she was wrong. She couldn't be more wrong.

If he really had some affection for her, he wouldn't treat her like this.

To him, she was no more than a stranger.

He was the same as those people, even more indifferent than those people, but he hid his emotions in his heart and put his politeness on the outside, which confused her.

The car was quiet as if there was no one around.

Fu Zheng took a deep breath and looked at Wen Liang with tears streaming down his face, his heart felt like it was being clenched tightly.

He has never seen Wen Liang like this.

He didn't know what was wrong with him, but when he saw Wen Liang's tears, he felt so uncomfortable that he couldn't breathe.

After a long silence, Fu Zheng finally found his voice, "I'm sorry."

Sorry again, no matter what happened, he would just say sorry.

"What else can you say besides saying sorry? Fu Zheng, I just discovered that your heart is made of stone!"

Wen Liang was in great grief, gasping for air, and stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears on his face.

"I will make it up to you."

Wen Liang laughed, "Haha, compensation, compensation again, how are you going to compensate me? Are you not going to divorce me, or are you asking me to resign and leave here? You can't even give me what I want, so how can you compensate me?"

Fu Zheng was silent again.

Wen Liang didn't want to say anything anymore, so she took a deep breath to calm down her mind, "I don't want to talk to you now."

Fu Zheng was speechless, his brows furrowed slightly, his eyes dark and pale.

The car became quiet, and the atmosphere was depressing and low.

The driver didn't even dare to look in the rearview mirror.

The car drove into the villa and stopped in the courtyard.

Wen Liang got out of the car and took out today's loot from the trunk and entered the villa.

Fu Zheng followed her, looked at her neat back, paused before following her.

Wen Liang went directly back to his room. Fu Zheng stood at the stairs for a while, then turned to the study to do some work.

It's just that his work efficiency was particularly low tonight. He didn't finish reading a document for half an hour.

From time to time my mind wanders, my mind becomes empty, and I don’t know what I’m thinking about.

Time passed so quickly, it was already past eleven when he looked up.

Fu Zheng put down the documents and returned to the room. Looking at the somewhat empty master bedroom, he seemed to feel a little empty in his heart. Maybe it was because he had lived together for three years and felt uncomfortable with the sudden separation.

Fu Zheng glanced casually and saw something more on the table.

It's the black card, return it as is.

There is also a note on it, with a sentence written on it: Remember to get the divorce certificate on Monday.

Fu Zheng's throat rolled up and down, and the fingers holding Heika tightened slightly.

Does she really want a divorce? Want to find her sweetheart?

But if she really wanted a divorce, why was she questioning herself so sadly and angrily today?

In Wen Liang's heart, what kind of existence is he?

Somehow, he came to the door of Wenliang's room, raised his arm, paused for a moment, and then knocked on the door.

Wen Liang wiped her half-dried hair and opened the door. When she saw it was Fu Zheng, she asked calmly, "Is something wrong?"