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

"Hello, Fu Zheng?"

When Wen Liang was struggling with how to tell Fu Zheng, Fu Zheng called.

"Have you got a meal yet?"

"Just finished eating." Wen Liang said.

Fu Zheng's deep and magnetic voice came from the microphone, accompanied by the faint sound of keyboard, as if he was working overtime, "A Liang, are you done with your work? When will you be back?"

Just a few hours ago, Fu Zheng's photos were finalized by him personally, and the magazine had already used them for typesetting.

Wen Liang paused, twitching the corners of his lips, and avoided answering, "Fanfan is still in the old house now?"

Fu Zheng laid his hands on the keyboard. Hearing Wen Liang's obvious change of topic, he anticipated something in his heart. He pursed his lips and said, "I picked her up. When is your flight ticket? I'll go there then." Pick you up...don't tell me you can't come back."

Wen Liang knew that he couldn't escape, so he sighed and had to confess, "I really...can't come back recently..."

The sound is getting weaker.

"What?" Fu Zheng's voice suddenly became serious.

"Someone asked me to invite me to shoot the new styles of that clothing brand. If everything goes well, I might be able to go back next weekend. If things don't go well..."

Wen Liang didn't finish the rest of her words. She knew that Fu Zheng must understand what she meant.

Seeing that Fu Zheng didn't speak, Wen Liang stated his position seriously and said confidently, "Fu Zheng, you promised me last time that I can come to work here, and I have already agreed..."

Hearing Wen Liang's vigilant tone, Fu Zheng was helpless and said angrily, "I haven't said anything yet, you know that I don't agree?"

"Who told you to use that tone..." Wen Liang curled his lips and changed his words with a smile, "Yes, yes, Ah Zheng is the best. I knew you would understand me! Don't worry, I will finish the work and go back as soon as possible." of!"

Hearing her call him "Azheng", Fu Zheng's heart moved.

A long-lost title.

At this moment, a childish voice came from the phone, soft, well-behaved, and extremely cute, "Uncle, are you talking to your aunt on the phone?"

"Well, would you like to come over and have a word with your aunt?"

"want!"

There was silence on the other side for a few seconds, and then the child's voice suddenly became louder, "Auntie! It's me Duck, I'm Fanfan, I miss you so much!"

After not seeing Fu Shifan for a long time, Wen Liang felt soft in his heart as he listened to her childlike words, "Fanfan, aunt misses you too. How was your trip with grandma?"

Being deliberately kept secret, the little girl didn't know anything about Fu Zheng, so she just thought it was an ordinary trip. She excitedly told Wen Liang about what she had seen during the trip, and she spoke eloquently.

Halfway through, the little girl, who was thinking fast, suddenly said, "Auntie, when will you come back?"

"Auntie will come back after she finishes her work here. It may take a week or two."

"what?"

The little girl made a sad and disbelieving voice, as if she was very hurt, "Why did it take so long? Uncle, didn't you say that aunt will be back in the past two days?"

Fu Zheng explained, "That was originally the case, but your aunt took on a new job."

He said meaningfully, "Your aunt's photography skills have been recognized by many people, and she is often invited to work."

"Then...then my aunt has a new job all the time, doesn't it mean she won't be able to come back?" The little girl immediately understood the meaning of Fu Zheng's words and said sadly.

All the conversations between the uncle and nephew were transmitted to Wen Liang's ears through the microphone.

She secretly scolded Fu Zheng for being such a troublemaker. She said she agreed, but then instigated the little girl to make trouble with her.

However, Wen Liang hadn't seen the little girl for a while, and he missed her a little, so he comforted her and said, "Fanfan, don't worry, I will definitely come back when my aunt is finished with this shooting, okay?"

The little girl pursed her lips and said, "Okay, Auntie, I'll wait for you to come back."

Wen Liang talked to Fu Shifan for a while.

Aunt Wang took Fu Shifan to take a bath.

The noisy child's voice disappeared from the microphone, and only the man's voice remained, "A Liang, you..."

Before he could finish speaking, a cold mechanical sound came from the microphone, beep beep beep...

Fu Zheng: "..."

He smiled helplessly and put down his phone.

Within two minutes, the phone rang.

Fu Zheng glanced at the caller ID and quickly slid the green button with his thumb, "Hello?"

"Director Fu, Mr. Xie's secretary has replied." Assistant Yang's voice came from the microphone.

"How to say?"

"Mr. Xie has no schedule tomorrow afternoon, so you can come and visit."

"Okay, I understand, go and prepare some gifts, don't be too dazzling."

In such troubled times, there are probably many people watching Fu Zheng, waiting for him to make a mistake.

"I see."

The Xie family lives in a single-family villa in the municipal party committee compound.

After passing the inspection by the sentry, the car drove into the compound and stopped in front of Xie Zhen's house.

There is a small courtyard of about ten square meters in front of the villa, which is filled with flowers and plants and is full of greenery.

The housekeeping aunt was watering the flowers. When she saw someone coming to the door, she went up to him, asked who he was, and invited him into the living room.

The housekeeping aunt served Fu Zheng tea and said respectfully, "Mr. Fu, please have some tea. He is busy in the study upstairs. I will go and inform him right away."

Fu Zheng sat on the sofa and said softly "Hmm".

Within two minutes, I heard the sound of "thump, thump, thump" going downstairs, followed by a delicate voice, "Aunt Fu, who is here?"

The sound is somewhat familiar.

Fu Zheng looked towards the stairs and saw Ilia turning the corner of the stairs quickly.

Their eyes crossed.

Ilia paused and slowly walked down the stairs, pretending to be surprised, "Is it you?"

It was rumored that Xie Zhen had a sister who was married abroad. Thinking about it again, Ilia had introduced her name. In an instant, Fu Zheng guessed Ilia's identity.

He nodded lightly, turned his head, picked up the tea cup and tasted it slowly.

Seeing that he was cold to her, Ilia frowned displeased and felt upset.

Isn't he curious why she appears here?

With his reaction like this, if she took the initiative to talk to him, he would probably look down on her even more.

Ilia had no choice but to hold her breath and strode to the cabinet, as if looking for something.

She casually took a band-aid in her hand, closed the drawer, glanced at Fu Zheng from the corner of her eye, and turned towards the stairs.

But she was unwilling to give in. She turned on her toes and finally walked towards Fu Zheng, stopping in front of the coffee table, "Are you here to see my uncle?"

"Yes." Fu Zheng nodded.

The living room became quiet again.

She has made it clear that Xie Zhen is her uncle, why does he still have this attitude?

Ilia saw that he was neither surprised nor curious about her identity. It was like a fist hitting cotton, and she was so uncomfortable.

She bit her lip and couldn't help but ask again, "Why did you come to see my uncle?"