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

Wen Liang first paid with his mobile phone and clicked on the call history. There were dozens of missed calls from Fu Zheng and several messages from Fu Zheng.

She clicked on them one by one, and the first message read: Wen Liang, where are you? I will pick you up.

Article [-]: I can explain the news.

Article [-]: I’m sorry.

Seeing those three words, she smiled warmly.

I am sorry.

I'm sorry again.

This is the only thing he will ever say.

Even though I know I'm sorry, I still continue to apologize.

The time of the fourth message is slightly different from the first three: Wen Liang, your interview at the entrance of the hospital was maliciously edited, and I have asked people to lower the heat. Where are you? I'll pick you up. Remember to call me back when you see this message.

Wen Liang opened Weibo and searched, and sure enough, she saw news about herself, which was posted by several marketing accounts not long ago.

The media named this news the latest response from Fu Zheng’s cheating partner Wen Liang.

What was the response?

Nothing responded.

It's just that marketing accounts and the media mistook Wen Liang's attitude as a guilty conscience and didn't dare to reply directly. The comments below were all criticism of Wen Liang and comments about Wen Liang's appearance.

"A mere passerby, I don't understand what men think now. Chu Siyi is so good-looking, but she still wants to find a mistress. This woman is far from Chu Siyi."

"It fully illustrates that when a man cheats, it's not about whether it looks good or not, but whether it's new or not."

"As the saying goes, a wife is worse than a concubine, and a concubine is worse than a thief."

At the same time, during this period of time, a number of Chu Siyi's good-looking mixed clips emerged on major video websites.

One of the videos with the highest views is titled: Fu Zheng’s cheating partner vs. Fu Zheng’s marriage partner. Under the popularity, there are countless videos like this.

These are not mentioned for now.

There is also a hot search: Like Fu’s official blog.

After clicking in, someone posted a picture, and a message appeared on the homepage of Fu's official blog: Weibo he had liked.

That Weibo post was from a marketing account accusing Wen Liang of being a mistress.

It’s just that now that I’m browsing Fu’s official blog, the likes have been cancelled.

But it's still fascinating.

Netizens are discussing that this must be a real deal. Even the employees within the Fu family can't stand it and are secretly seeking justice for Chu Siyi.

Wen Liang knew that the operation of Fu's official blog and official accounts on other platforms belonged to the public relations department.

Wen Liang briefly scrolled through it and then exited Weibo.

Just as he was about to turn off his phone again, Fu Zheng's call came in.

Wen Liang refused to answer the call and turned off the phone very neatly, all in one go.

She put her mobile phone in her bag, went to the tea shop and ordered a cup of milk tea, sat down on a high stool, gnawed on the pig's trotters, and drank the milk tea.

I don’t know when a young boy sat next to me. He was holding a cup of milk tea in his hand, biting the straw, glanced at Wen Liang for a few times, and mustered up the courage to say, "Beauty, can you add me on WeChat?"

Wen Liang was stunned for a moment, then smiled and shook his head and said, "Sorry."

"It's okay, it's okay, excuse me." The boy's ears turned red and he said quickly.

After eating the pig's trotters, drinking warm milk tea and sitting in the tea shop for a while, I got up and left.

She walked slowly along the sidewalk.

I don’t know how long I walked, but I saw the club across the street. On a whim, I crossed the street and walked in, going straight to the first floor.

The first floor below is a bar.

There are not many people in the bar now, and the light is clear.

There was a beautiful woman with a smoky voice singing ballads on the stage.

Wen Liang sat down at the bar, and the bartender asked, "This beauty, what would you like to drink?"

Wen Liang was about to speak when he suddenly realized that he couldn't drink because he was pregnant. After holding it in for a long time, he said, "Give me a glass of Sprite."

Bartender: "..."

The bartender looked like "Are you kidding us?" but still gave Wen Liang a glass of Sprite, "Beauty, take your time."

"Thank you."

Wen Liang took the wine glass. She found a booth in the corner and sat down. She looked at the singer on the stage, her thoughts going to nowhere.

"You accompany me into the summer of cicadas, crossing the hustle and bustle of the city. The singing is still wandering, and your eyes are like pomegranates. Without your tenderness, the laughter among the flowers is lost. The years cannot stay, the flowing clouds are waiting. I really miss you You, in every rainy season. What you choose to forget is what I am most reluctant to let go of. Love is short and love is short, and there are too many ripples to tell. My stories are all about you. How did I fall in love with him and decide Go home with him. It doesn’t matter if I give up everything I have. Love is short but love lasts, and I can’t tell you all about my youth at that time. My story is still about you..."

The singer's voice is not outstanding, and his pitch is average. Perhaps because there are not many guests now, his singing style is a bit lazy.

But Wen Liang's eyes were still red and her heart ached.

The emotions I had suppressed all day suddenly burst out at this moment.

Over the past ten years, as a bystander, she watched Fu Zheng grow from a young college student to the now independent president of the Fu family.

He is the target of her pursuit, the light in her dark night, and the only story she has told in the past ten years.

She crawled out of the darkness, covered in mud, and ran towards him with all her strength.

During the three-year marriage, she maintained it wholeheartedly and exhausted all her passion.

He also strives to act as a qualified husband.

It's just that what's fake is always fake.

Time cannot stop, and he has already gone to pursue his beloved, but she is still waiting there stupidly, hoping that he can look back.

In his heart, she had never been his wife, but an underground lover, a shady existence.

He went to see Chu Siyi every year for three years, but never told Chu Siyi that he was married.

As Chu Siyi said, the one who is not loved in a relationship is the third party.

She is the third party who intervenes between Fu Zheng and Chu Siyi.

It was so sweet the past few days, but today I feel so painful.

It turns out that all the kindness he showed her was just an act and had a purpose.

She finally understood.

She won't trust him anymore.

"A Liang? It's really you! I'm so lucky, I met you here."

A familiar voice came from beside her, and Wen Liang turned her head to look. A man in full armor with only one pair of eyes exposed sat down opposite her.

Wen Liang recognized Zhou Yu at a glance, put away his emotions, and smiled lightly, "Zhou Yu, what's going on recently? Can I see you wherever I go?"

Zhou Yu pulled the mask down a little, "I had a meal with the people from the TV station up there at noon today."

He pointed to the club upstairs, tilted his head and looked at Wen Liang: "I thought you might come to the bar if you were in a bad mood, so I came here to try my luck, but I didn't expect that we actually met. I sent you a WeChat message, why didn't you Return?"

"Sorry, the phone is turned off."

"Come here to hide in peace?"

Although it was a question, there was determination in his tone.

Wen Liang pursed her lips and did not deny it. She picked up the wine glass and took a sip of Sprite.

"You don't need to take the news on the Internet seriously. What I hate most are those unscrupulous journalists and media. They are afraid that the world will not be in chaos. They will create any rumors just for the sake of traffic."

Zhou Yu also saw today's news, thought Wen Liang was upset because of this, and comforted her.

"When I first debuted, I paid special attention to comments on the Internet. Later, as time went by, I gradually understood that to me, they are just one of the [-] billion people, strangers I have never met. They never get to know me seriously, but rely on a few words from the media to vent their anger online. Why should I care about them? My life is much more interesting than theirs. Once the heat is over, how many people will Do you remember this?"

Wen Liang smiled, "You're right."

But what she cared about was never what was said on the Internet, what she cared about was Fu Zheng's behavior.