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

Fu Zheng asked, "What do you want to eat?"

"what will you do?"

"Anything."

"Then let me have egg fried rice, put some corn, some ham sausage, and some lettuce."

"Okay, I'm going to buy ingredients." Fu Zheng took out his mobile phone and put it on the table. "I'll leave my mobile phone here. Auntie will call when she comes over in a while. Give her the ward number."

"Ah."

Wen Liang looked at him and nodded, but his eyes were blank.

She didn't expect Fu Zheng would agree.

Does she also have a place in his heart?

As soon as this idea came up, Wen Liang threw it away.

Wen Liang, stop being narcissistic, he doesn't like you at all.

I still have to get divorced tomorrow.

She was afraid that if she missed this time, she would never have the courage to bring it up again.

The phone on the table rang.

Wen Liang picked it up and couldn't see clearly the caller ID on the screen. She could only see the blurry green mass. She pressed the connect button and a girl came from the phone, "Zheng, have you eaten?"

"It's me." Wen Liang said.

"Wen Liang?" Chu Siyi asked in surprise, "Where's Ah Zheng?"

"He went to buy groceries."

"He went to buy groceries? Don't you have an aunt in your family?"

Wen Liang curled his lips, and suddenly there was a hint of evil in his heart, and he said deliberately, "Auntie is not here. He went to buy vegetables and wanted to cook for me."

"Wen Liang, you..." Chu Siyi was furious and sneered, "Don't think you will win just because Azheng cooks for you, you still want to get divorced!"

"What? Miss Chu is jealous? I advise you not to get too excited. We are recording here." Wen Liang said calmly.

She was not talking nonsense. Fu Zheng was busy with work and often made phone calls. He always turned on the automatic recording to avoid any omissions at work or the loss of evidence.

"You, don't be proud!" Chu Siyi hung up the phone angrily.

Wen Liang smiled and put the phone back on the table.

It's so nice to piss people off.

After a while, the call came again. This time it was from my aunt. She was asking about Wen Liang's new ward.

Wen Liang reported, but within a few minutes, her aunt came. She cared about Wen Liang and knew that Wen Liang was fine, so she felt relieved and took out all the things she had brought over to sort them out.

"Madam, have you eaten? How about I buy you something to eat?"

"No need, Ah Zheng went and bought it."

"It's almost eight o'clock. Has Sir said whether he will stay in the hospital tonight or go back?"

"No."

"Ask him again during dinner."

Fu Zheng is back.

The aunt stepped forward to help take the things from Fu Zheng's hand. She originally thought that Fu Zheng bought a lunch box, but when she opened the package, she found that she had bought a large box of white rice, ham sausage, corn on the cob, and lettuce.

In addition, there are also some kitchen utensils, such as knives, bowls, chopsticks, seasonings, etc.

"Sir, why did you buy these?"

"My wife wants to eat the fried rice I made."

Fu Zheng picked up the knife and started to unpack the condiments, "Sir, please stop joking. It's better for me to do it. You can rest and talk to your wife."

"I'll do it, I will."

"But... okay." Auntie gave it to him.

Fu Zheng handled the ingredients skillfully, and soon the egg fried rice was ready.

He first filled a bowl for Wen Liang and brought it over, "I've made it, how about you try it?"

The aunt took the bowl and said, "Madam, let me feed you."

I didn’t expect that my husband would cook like this for the first time. He is very talented.

"I can do it myself. Just put it on the table and give me the spoon."

Wen Liang scooped a spoonful of egg fried rice into the bowl, put it to his mouth, blew on it, and took a bite.

"How's it going?" Fu Zheng looked at Wen Liang, with a hint of expectation in his eyes that he didn't even notice.

"Yeah, it's delicious." Wen Liang smiled at Fu Zheng, but her vision was blurred and she didn't see the slight joy in Fu Zheng's eyes.

"As long as you like it."

"I never expected that my husband has a talent for cooking. He cooked well for the first time. If he practices diligently, he will definitely be a good cook." said the aunt.

Wen Liang smiled and said nothing.

Fu Zheng also fell silent.

……

After Wen Liang finished eating, Auntie washed the dishes.

It was already past nine o'clock now. I wonder if Wen Liang was injured, but she was a little weak and wanted to rest.

"Sir, you go home. I'm here with my wife. You can come see my wife tomorrow."

Fu Zheng nodded, "Okay, then I'll come back tomorrow."

He picked up his coat from the sofa and left.

Wen Liang suddenly sat up and said, "Wait a minute."

Fu Zheng stopped and looked at Wen Liang, "Is there anything else?"

"When you come tomorrow, don't forget to bring your divorce documents, and take mine with you by the way."

Fu Zheng was stunned for a moment and frowned, "Wen Liang, don't be in a hurry about the divorce. It's better to recuperate first. Your eyes can't see clearly, and you can't fill out the form."

Wen Liang moved her lips: "I can't see clearly, just read it to me."

Blurred is not completely blind.

"The divorce agreement has been signed. What will happen if you wait a few days for your eyes to recover before you go to get the divorce certificate? Are you so anxious to get divorced?"

Wen Liang's breath stagnated, "Just think of me."

Fu Zheng's face froze.

Auntie also froze on the spot.

He originally thought that Fu Zheng wanted to be like other men, with red flags at home and colorful flags fluttering outside. It turned out that he and Wen Liang had already discussed getting a divorce.

She watched the young couple stumbling along the way, but she never expected that they would get divorced so quickly.

My wife brought my husband home last night. After my husband found out that my wife had a car accident, he immediately rushed to the hospital from home and even cooked for my wife.

They don't look like they have any feelings for each other, so why have they reached the stage of divorce?

The aunt persuaded, "Madam, the Civil Affairs Bureau is right there and it won't run away. You should wait until your body recovers before going there later. Why are you in such a hurry?"

Wen Liang shook his head, "We agreed to go tomorrow, so we will go tomorrow. Besides, I just can't see clearly, so I won't delay going to the Civil Affairs Bureau."

"Mrs……"

"There's no need to persuade her anymore. Since she doesn't cherish her own body, what's the use of trying to persuade her?"

Fu Zheng said coldly: "Okay, since you have decided, then I will make it happen for you. I will bring the documents with you tomorrow and take you to the Civil Affairs Bureau to go through the divorce procedures."

"it is good."

Fu Zheng looked at Wen Liang's calm expression, feeling inexplicable anger coming from his heart, and threw away his sleeves.

The door slammed shut with a bang.

The aunt looked at Fu Zheng's leaving figure and sighed, "Madam, sir seems to be angry."

"Let him go. I don't know why he is angry. Wouldn't it be just as he wanted if I divorced him?"

"Madam, you haven't come back this afternoon. My husband is very worried. After learning about your car accident, he drove over immediately and even cooked for you himself. He obviously cares about you."

Wen Liang laughed at himself, "Auntie, do you think it's really the first time for a person to cook like this?"

I have to say that Fu Zheng is really a very good actor, and she was almost deceived by him again.

Fortunately, she had already understood him clearly and knew that he could not like her and that everything was just an act.

"Madam means..."

"He has always been able to cook, and he often cooks for his ex-girlfriend. Last week, his ex-girlfriend fell ill, and he stayed with her in the hospital all day and night. Do you still think he is good to me?"

Auntie sighed.

It turned out to be the case.

In the three years since she came to the villa, she has never seen her husband cook.