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

After the plane took off, Fu Zheng was still immersed in work. When the flight attendant asked him if he wanted drinks or food, he said no.

Ilia glanced at Fu Zheng, bit her lower lip, and said to the flight attendant coquettishly, "Bring me a glass of milk."

After saying that, she glanced at Fu Zheng from the corner of her eye, only to see that Fu Zheng was still looking at the laptop screen intently and didn't notice her at all.

Ilia pouted her lips.

She couldn't wait to make some noise to attract the attention of the people around her, but to no avail.

Half an hour later, she asked the flight attendant for another lunch box.

After eating, I asked the flight attendant to come over and help collect the trash.

Seeing that Fu Zheng was still focused on work, Ilia was anxious and came up with a way.

She took out her lipstick and mirror from her bag and pretended to touch up her makeup.

Suddenly he lost his balance and the lipstick in his hand fell to the ground and rolled to Fu Zheng's feet.

Ilia's lips curled up, then she straightened her lips and said to Fu Zheng, "Sir, can you pick up the lipstick for me?"

Fu Zheng finally reacted.

He turned his attention away from his work and looked blankly at the person next to him who was speaking. When he saw it was Ilia, he frowned slightly.

Ilia pretended to have just discovered him, "Is it you? Well...can you pick up the lipstick for me?"

Fu Zheng followed Ilia's fingers and saw the lipstick at his feet. He leaned over to pick it up and handed it to Ilia. He didn't say anything and continued working, just like treating an ordinary stranger.

"Thank you."

Ilia felt particularly uncomfortable when she saw that he was so neglectful of her.

She expected him to be kind to her, but she was filled with pride and didn't want to be looked down upon by him.

She opened her mouth and said, "I hope you don't misunderstand me. I'm going back to China to visit my relatives. I didn't know you were on this plane."

After the words fell, Ilia observed Fu Zheng's expression with her peripheral vision, waiting for his response.

The first-class cabin was very quiet, except for the roar of the plane, and occasionally the sound of people snoring, the sound of computer keyboard keys, or the sound of books being turned.

Silence spread.

Fu Zheng seemed not to have heard Ilia's words, his face was calm and unperturbed, and he was already immersed in his work.

Not only did he have no misunderstanding, he didn't care at all why she appeared on the plane.

Ilia's expression stiffened for a moment.

She was a little embarrassed and looked away, snoring in her heart.

When he knows her uncle's identity, let's see if he still dares to treat her like this!

Her uncle is Xie Zhen.

These businessmen, even large enterprises like the Fu Group, which is entrenched in the south of the Yangtze River and has many branches abroad, must be respectful when they come to Xie Zhen.

Fu Zheng worked for several hours. He closed his computer, rubbed his brows tiredly, adjusted his seat, covered himself with a thin blanket, and began to rest.

After getting off the plane, there was already a driver waiting to pick him up at the airport.

Fu Zheng went back to Fu's first and was busy until five o'clock in the afternoon before asking the driver to take him to Fu Shifan's kindergarten.

Kindergarten ends at half past five.

The driver arrived a few minutes early, and Fu Zheng got out of the car to wait.

He was wearing a simple shirt and trousers, with a tall figure and handsome appearance. As he stood there, mothers or grandmothers who came to pick up their children frequently looked at the male protagonist.

Not long after, the kindergarten door opened, and carrot heads lined up to walk out of it, waiting for their parents to claim them.

Fu Shifan was wearing a beautiful little skirt, white and clean, looking around at Aunt Wang's figure.

Suddenly, she saw a familiar figure. She couldn't believe it and said to the teacher. She flew towards Fu Zheng like a cannonball and threw herself into Fu Zheng's arms. She said happily, "Uncle, you are back! I'm fine." Miss you!"

Fu Zheng came out of the detention center, made some simple arrangements, and went to Philadelphia.

The old lady and Fu Shifan had just returned to Jiangcheng two days ago and had not seen Fu Zheng yet.

Fu Zheng picked her up and said with a smile, "Uncle misses you too."

Fu Shifan put her arms around Fu Zheng's neck, kissed Fu Zheng on the face, and kept chirping, "Uncle, uncle, I really miss you. Where did you go some time ago?"

"Uncle is just busy with work." Fu Zheng helped Fu Shifan take off her small schoolbag and carried her into the car.

"Isn't uncle busy now? Will he leave again?"

Fu Shifan looked at him reluctantly, blinking with big eyes.

"Uncle, if you don't leave, it will be the same as before, okay?"

Fu Shifan smiled happily, "Okay."

Smiling, she lowered her head again, with a sad expression on her face, "But... will aunt come back? Well... I miss aunt."

"Don't worry, your aunt will be back in a few days."

Fu Zheng touched Fu Shifan's head.

"Really? Really?!"

Fu Shifan looked at Fu Zheng in surprise, his eyes sparkling for a moment, "Auntie is really coming back?"

Three truths in a row all revealed Fu Shifan's longing for Wen Liang.

"Yeah." Fu Zheng smiled, "Uncle, I won't lie to you."

"Then..." Fu Shifan glanced at Fu Zheng suspiciously and said worriedly, "Will Auntie forgive you?"

Fu Zheng: "..."

Fu Zheng asked the driver to go to his old house, and he and Fu Shifan had dinner with the old lady.

The advertising video for the new pair of rings has been delivered, and Fu Zheng’s magazine photos have been edited immediately and are awaiting review.

Fu Zheng hoped that Wen Liang would finish his work and return home as soon as possible, so there was no way he could hold her back.

In other words, Wen Liang's work was basically finished and he started to check the air tickets to return home, preparing to book the air tickets and tell Bella, others and Tang Shishi.

At the same time, the entertainment magazine Wen Liang participated in the shooting went on sale, and Wen Liang also received a magazine from the magazine.

She photographed an actor for several inside pages, and when announcing the magazine's release, the actor's studio also posted the remaining photos online.

Wen Liang pays attention to the public opinions of the actor's fans.

Most of the fans praised the actor for his beauty and elegant temperament, but only a few people mentioned that the photographer this time was good.

Wen Liang is already very satisfied.

After all, once you are involved in the behind-the-scenes work related to celebrities, if you do it well, that is your duty, but if you don't do it well, you will not only face dissatisfaction from above, but also have to accept criticism from the celebrity fans.

In other words, as long as the behind-the-scenes staff is not mentioned in fan opinions, it means that his work is qualified.

Just when Wen Liang was looking forward to buying the ticket, she was suddenly contacted by an unknown number.

After Wen Liang got through, she learned that a clothing brand invited her to participate in the filming of a new season's clothing commercial.

This clothing brand is quite famous, so Wen Liang didn't know why she was invited.

The person in charge on the phone explained that the photographer had been scheduled in advance, but she suddenly broke the contract when the shooting date was approaching, and other photographers had no schedule. The person in charge found her after a friend recommended her.

Wen Liang asked, "When is the shooting date?"

"Next Tuesday to Thursday."

Today is already Sunday.

But after some hesitation, Wen Liang agreed.

She didn't want to miss this opportunity.

Isn't it just a week late to go back?

Fu Zheng had said that he supported her coming to work here, so she wouldn't care if she returned a week late.

After hanging up the phone, the person in charge dialed a number and said, "Miss Ilia, what you asked has been completed."

"Very good." Ilia curled her lips and showed a proud smile, "Try to delay as long as possible."

She wouldn't let Wen Liang return home so soon.