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

Wen Liang slowly walked out of the hospital and walked aimlessly on the street.

She doesn't know where to go.

The sun was shining brightly today, but she felt cold, cold from the bottom of her heart.

She took out her mobile phone, opened Weibo, cut it into a small size, and searched for the ins and outs of that day.

Knowing clearly what the comments on Weibo would be like, she still clicked in to check them out. As if she was self-absorbing, she scrolled down bit by bit, taking in all the insults.

There were also major browser video websites, and she read through the comment areas under relevant news, and finally understood the cause of the matter.

Finally, she opened the controversial CP super chapter and read it from beginning to end.

After the news of Fu Zheng's cheating broke out, there was a lot of silence in CP Super Chat, but there were still people who persisted.

Even she had to admit that Fu Zheng and Chu Siyi in the paintings and videos were so talented and beautiful that they were a match made in heaven.

A rich man and a beautiful star seemed to be a match made in heaven.

In the story between the two, Wen Liang does not exist. She is just a superfluous character who appeared in a place where she should not appear because of God's trick.

Wen Liang closed his eyes and edited a Weibo post on his trumpet: Wen Liang is not the third party, Chu Siyi is the third party.

After posting on Weibo, it disappeared from her homepage within a few seconds.

Caught.

Wenliang confirmed.

This should be Fu Zheng's protection for Chu Siyi, and he will never allow rumors that are detrimental to Chu Siyi to leak out.

Wen Liang twitched the corners of his lips and edited another Weibo post: Wen Liang is the third party.

This Weibo was successfully posted.

Wen Liang checked back and forth on the homepage to confirm that the Weibo post had indeed been posted and had not disappeared.

Some people even saw this Weibo post in the square, liked her, and replied: You are right, the mistress deserves to die, I curse Wenliang to never have a child.

Wen Liang held his breath and turned off his phone.

At this moment, a group of people suddenly came and surrounded her.

Wen Liang raised his head in confusion and was forced to stop.

There were men and women in the crowd, dressed like paparazzi, holding a microphone in front of Wen Liang's face, and holding a camera to take random pictures of Wen Liang.

"Is this Miss Wen? Fu Zheng and Chu Siyi are now a couple, right?"

"Have you ever interfered in the relationship between Fu Zheng and Chu Siyi? What do you think of the news that revealed that you are the third party?"

"What happened between you and Fu Zheng that night?"

"What do you think about Chu Siyi's team accusing you of being tough and domineering at work and changing your makeup randomly?"

Before Wen Liang could react, he was stunned by a series of questions.

The microphones placed in front of her were so oppressive that she felt a little suffocated.

Wen Liang finally recovered and took a step back.

Those people immediately approached, asking questions and talking all over the place.

The flash dazzled Wen Liang.

The reporters were ecstatic. They squatted at the entrance of the hospital. They had received the news that Chu Siyi had appeared in the hospital.

Who would have thought that Chu Siyi was not photographed, but the warmth related to Chu Siyi was blocked.

Wen Liang's head was buzzing and he answered patiently, "Sorry, it's not convenient to disclose it. Please don't delay my business."

The reporters had finally waited for this big fish, but how could they let her leave? They gathered around her one by one, holding out their microphones, as if Wenliang would not let her leave unless she responded.

"Excuse me, is there anything I can't disclose?"

"Excuse me, Miss Wen, is it because you feel guilty that you don't respond?"

"I heard that Fu Zheng and Chu Siyi were also in the hospital, and Miss Wen also appeared in the hospital at the same time. Why?"

"Are Fu Zheng and Chu Siyi living together now?"

"No comment, please let me leave." Wen Liang said coldly.

"Does your silence on this matter mean that the report is true?"

"What do you think of the relationship between Fu Zheng and Chu Siyi?"

The reporters' continuous questions made Wen Liang have a headache, his face turned pale, and he couldn't breathe.

She had a cold face and didn't want to say anything more to them, but she couldn't leave despite trying to leave several times.

The impatience in Wen Liang's heart reached the extreme, "I say it again, please let me leave. Otherwise, I will immediately report you for harassment."

The reporters left unwillingly.

There are always people coming and going around the hospital.

After the reporters left, passers-by and people nearby stopped to point at Wen Liang.

Wen Liang was upset and walked forward for a while. When she arrived at the stop sign, a bus happened to be passing by. She didn't even look at which bus it was and got on the bus directly.

Many passengers got off the bus at Dexing Hospital, and the bus compartment became empty. Wen Liang walked to the very back, found a window seat and sat down, staring out the window in a daze.

As a metropolis in the province, Jiangcheng has developed the fastest in recent years.

The area near the hospital is the busiest, with restaurants and hotels everywhere.

Passers-by were walking in a hurry, and some were holding report bags from hospitals in other counties.

After a few stops, there were fewer pedestrians on the roadside, the greenery on the street was eye-catching, and there were high-rise buildings on both sides.

This is the arrival of the new area.

After passing the new district, the passengers in the bus got off one after another, leaving only Wen Liang and another aunt.

"While the vehicle is moving, please stand firm and hold on to the station ahead, Beian."

The carriage was quiet except for the sound of mechanical announcements.

Suddenly, a cell phone rang, and the aunt looked back.

Wen Liang reacted for a while before he realized it was his cell phone. He took it out of his bag and saw two big characters clearly written on the caller ID on the screen: Fu Zheng.

The warm thumb paused in front of the screen for a few seconds, then held down the button and slid to the left.

Reject.

Within two seconds, the phone rang again, and Fu Zheng called again.

Wen Liang refused to answer again, exited all backgrounds, long pressed the power button, turned off the phone, and stuffed it into her bag.

A set of movements is smooth and smooth.

Out of sight out of mind.

Further ahead is a large suburban town, and Auntie also got off the bus at the previous stop.

The bus stopped at the terminal. The master unbuckled his seat belt, got out of the driver's seat, and shouted to Wen Liang at the back: "Madam, the terminal is here, get off the bus."

"Ma'am?" Seeing Wen Liang staring out the window in a daze, the master called out again.

"Oh, good."

Wen Liang came to his senses, got up and got out of the car through the back door.

There were several other buses parked at the station, one of which had its door open, and passengers were queuing to board.

Wen Liang walked over and lined up to get on the bus. Just like when he came, he found a seat at the back and sat down.

She didn't move all the way. She sat from the starting station to the final station. There was a section of the journey that was full of passengers, and the passengers in the seats next to her changed one after another.

After arriving at the terminal station, sit back at the starting station.

After two trips back and forth, it was noon.

She took another bus and got off at a certain stop halfway. After walking a few hundred meters, she found a snack street.

At noon, people come and go in the snack street.

Most of the people who come here are young people.

There are young lovers holding hands, best friends holding hands, and brothers holding hands.

Wen Liang walked around the snack street and queued up to buy a roasted pig's trotter.

She took out her wallet from her bag. There were several banknotes in the wallet, all with the highest denomination.

She took one of them and gave it to the store owner.

The young man in the store looked at the one hundred note and hesitated for a moment, "Beauty, do you have any change? Or a mobile phone payment? I can't seem to find it here."

As he spoke, he took off his gloves and walked aside to open the cash box. There were not many banknotes and coins in it.

Most of the people who come here are young people, and young people pay more with mobile phones. He does not prepare banknotes here.

"Wait a moment." Wen Liang said.

She picked up her phone from her bag and pressed and held the power button to turn it on.

After the opening animation passed, countless messages came in all at once.

There are call notifications, China Mobile call reminder business information, and messages from Fu Zheng.