Wen Liang was very angry.

As husband and wife, she hoped that no matter whether it was happiness or sadness, adversity or good times, Fu Zheng would communicate with her, respect her choices, and support each other, instead of hiding everything from her and self-righteously arranging everything for her, while she could only act like Machine-like compliance.

He didn't trust her at all and would always do things according to his own ideas and act arbitrarily.

With these words, she deliberately stabbed Fu Zheng in the heart.

She must let him know the seriousness of the consequences and change his arbitrary habit.

Secondly, she also wanted him to taste what she felt at that time.

Wen Liang did it.

Fu Zheng was already heartbroken.

He stood there in a daze, staring deeply at Wen Liang, his face turned pale, his lips moved slightly, but he could not speak.

My heart felt like it had been stabbed one after another, and my flesh and blood were blurred.

"A Liang, do you really don't want me anymore?" There was a hint of begging in his low voice, and his throat was hoarse as if it had been filled with sand.

Wen Liang's hanging fingers squeezed gently, and he lowered his eyes, "It's not that I don't want you, Fu Zheng, it was you who pushed me away with your own hands."

"It was my fault. I shouldn't have hid it from you or made my own decision. Ah Liang, can you give me another chance?"

"I have given you many opportunities, Fu Zheng, but you have not grasped it once, what else can you want from me?"

Fu Zheng froze, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and said as if he were dead, "This is the last time, okay? In the future, if I do anything to disappoint you again, I will never pester you again!" "

"No, Fu Zheng, I won't believe you anymore. Why do you think I will wait for you where you are? Sorry, I already have a boyfriend and will start a new life soon. So go back, Just pretend that I don’t exist.”

After saying that, Wen Liang turned and left.

"No, Ah Liang, you can't just sentence me to death!" Fu Zheng immediately stepped forward, grabbed Wen Liang's wrist, stared at her with burning eyes, and begged with slightly red eyes.

Before Wen Liang could speak, a voice speaking in English came from behind Fu Zheng, "Let go of my girlfriend!"

Richard strode forward, pulled Fu Zheng's hand away, blocked Wen Liang behind him, and looked at Fu Zheng warily, "What are you doing?"

Richard was at least [-] meters tall, and his deep eye sockets made his eyes even more sharp. Standing in front of Fu Zheng, he looked not weak at all.

Two handsome men faced each other, attracting the attention of passing employees.

Fu Zheng's gaze fell on Richard, and he narrowed his eyes, his eyes as sharp as an eagle, and looked at Richard from head to toe with a scrutinizing look.

Richard was also looking at Fu Zheng.

Not to mention in China, even in Philadelphia, Fu Zheng's facial features are very handsome and his eyebrows are superior. He is no worse than Richard across from him, and he is even taller than Richard.

Looking at him wearing a simple white shirt and suit pants, crisp and stylish, you can tell at a glance that he is not cheap.

In the morning, the manager saw the car he drove. The make and model were worth three million.

In general, Fei's ex-husband is handsome, worth a lot of money, and seems to be very affectionate towards Fei.

So why did Fei divorce him?

Richard was very curious.

Fu Zheng looked at Wen Liang behind Richard and said in Chinese, "Is he your new boyfriend?"

Wen Liang took the initiative to hold Richard's arm, "Yes."

Richard didn't understand Chinese, but he could guess what Fu Zheng was talking about, and said seriously, "You are Fei's ex-husband, right? I am her boyfriend Richard, and she has nothing to do with you now. Please Don’t pester her again in the future.”

Fu Zheng met Richard's gaze, smiled mockingly, and said in fluent English, "She and I don't need you to intervene!"

Being too conspicuous at the entrance of the studio, Fu Zheng didn't want to affect Wen Liang's work, so he directly stuffed the lunch box into Wen Liang's hands, "Let's go have lunch first. I'll pick you up from get off work later."

His tone was gentle, as if Richard next to him didn't exist.

Unexpectedly, Richard grabbed the lunch box directly and threw it into the trash can nearby. He raised his chin arrogantly and said, "Sorry, I'm just here to pick up Fei for lunch. It's a lunch box like yours, so forget it!" "

As soon as he finished speaking, the atmosphere suddenly became stagnant, and a layer of frost formed around him.

Wen Liang felt a chill on her back and quietly raised her eyes to look at Fu Zheng.

His face was dull, his eyes were as dark as ink, and he stared at Richard for a while.

Nothing was said, but it gave people an invisible pressure.

Wen Liang held Richard's arm and could clearly feel his muscles tightening slightly and becoming tense.

The surrounding area was eerily quiet.

At that moment, Wen Liang was really afraid that Fu Zheng would punch Richard in the face.

But Fu Zheng didn't.

He smiled at Wen Liang and said, "A Liang, you go have lunch first."

He looked at Richard again, "Mr. Richard, right? I want to talk to you."

Richard raised his eyebrows, "What do you want to talk to me about?"

"Let's talk casually. If you don't want to go, I won't force you." Fu Zheng's tone was a bit provocative.

"Okay, I promise you. Right here?"

"There are too many people passing by here. It's not good. Go to the fire escape."

"Okay." Richard responded.

Seeing that they acted like she didn't exist, Wen Liang immediately said, "No, you can't go."

She was afraid that Richard would have too much contact with Fu Zheng and that it would be easy for him to get involved.

Fu Zheng's lips curled up slightly and he looked at Richard with a smile.

Richard patted the warm hand and gave her a reassuring look, "It's okay Fei, you go to eat first, choose a restaurant and tell me, I'll come find you soon."

As he said that, he raised his eyes and looked at Fu Zheng, but he said to Wen Liang, "As your boyfriend, I have the obligation to help you get rid of some annoying flies."

He's quite good at swearing.

Wen Liang twitched the corner of his mouth and winked at him, "Okay then, don't talk for too long."

"Ah."

Wen Liang looked at Fu Zheng again and warned, "I don't know what you want to talk to Richard, but if you dare to go against him, I will never forgive you."

Fu Zheng lowered his eyes, with a bitter smile, "You like him so much, how dare I?"

How dare he?

Wen Liang laughed out loud when he heard this.

He can even plot against Meng Ce, and he even doesn't hesitate to hook up with an innocent girl. What else can't he do?

"I hope you are telling the truth." Wen Liang said to Richard again, "Then I will go to eat first and tell you the restaurant on the phone."

"it is good."

Wen Liang left.

Fu Zheng looked up at Richard, his eyes dark, and stretched out an arm in the direction of the fire escape, "Please."

Richard snorted coldly, strode forward, and opened the iron door of the fire escape first.

Fu Zheng followed in and closed the door.

"What do you want to talk to me about..."?

Before the next words could be uttered, a "bang" sound was heard, and a sudden fist hit Richard hard on the face.

Richard was stunned for a few seconds, holding his nose and taking a few steps back.

He thought, no wonder Fei divorced her ex-husband.

It turns out her ex-husband was violent.

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