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

Fu Zheng looked at Wen Liang for a moment and smiled, "Wen Liang, this is not funny at all. Even if you and Wu Ling have conflicts at work, you shouldn't make such a joke."

No wonder Wu Ling said that.

But even if Wu Ling didn't say it in advance, he wouldn't believe it.

Wu Ling has been with the Fu family for several years, and his personality and work ability are obvious to all. What's more, Wu Ling has a boyfriend she has been dating for many years. How could she like him?

Wen Liang fell silent and said no more.

Look, Fu Zheng didn't believe what she said, so why should he pretend to care about her?

Did she forget that Fu Zheng was always the best at acting, so she would actually take his worries seriously?

Just before getting off work at noon, Wen Liang received Fu Zheng's WeChat message.

"Come to my office for lunch and order your portion."

Wen Liang looked at the dialog box and typed a few words: I'll go to the cafeteria to eat.

Her index finger landed on the send button, but she hesitated to press it. After a few seconds of pause, she deleted the words and replied "OK".

When they arrived at Fu Zheng's office, the coffee table in front of the sofa was already filled with lunch.

Wen Liang walked forward and saw a familiar packaging next to the lunch box.

Seeing Wen Liang's eyes falling on the side, Fu Zheng said aloud, "Don't you like the black forest cake I ordered for you? Eat it after lunch."

Wen Liang realized belatedly that Fu Zheng seemed to be coaxing her with cakes.

If it was in the past, it would definitely be useful, but now when she saw the black forest cake in the afternoon, all her good mood was wiped out, and she couldn't even eat lunch.

She sat down on the sofa, as far away from the cake wrapping paper as if she were hiding from the plague.

Fu Zheng sat opposite her. Halfway through his meal, Wen Liang put down his chopsticks and said, "I'm done eating."

Fu Zheng raised his head, "Just eat this little? Eat some more."

Thinking of the child in her belly, Wen Liang forced herself to eat more.

"Thank you, Mr. Fu, for your hospitality." After finishing the meal, Wen Liang stood up and left.

Fu Zheng looked at her cold expression, frowned, and reminded her to take the cake away.

Wen Liang looked at the packaging on the table and felt a strong sense of resistance in her heart.

Without that sweet coat, she had no interest in the Black Forest Cake at all.

She didn't like eating chocolate, it was bitter to her heart.

It's just that it's too late to say you don't like it at this time.

Wen Liang leaned over to carry the cake away and returned to his office.

The assistant happened to come in to deliver the information. Seeing the cake in Wen Liang's hand, he was surprised and said, "Director Wen also likes cakes in the afternoon?"

"I don't like it. It was given by someone else. If you like it, then take it and eat it." Wen Liang offered the cake in his hand.

The assistant asked whether he could stretch his hand or not, "Isn't this not good?"

"What's wrong? I've taken so many days off. You must be too busy, so just think of it as a reward from me."

The assistant smiled happily and took the paper bag, "Thank you, Director Wen."

Fu Zheng came out of the bathroom and passed by the stairs when he heard a female voice say, "When did you buy the Black Forest cake in the afternoon?"

"I didn't buy it."

"How did that come about? Director Wen invited me to eat. Director Wen is so kind."

Fu Zheng glanced at the stairs, his face suddenly darkened.

One of the female employees still held the afternoon wrapping paper bag in her hand.

Wen Liang gave the cake he bought her to her assistant.

……

All the medicines and instruments the old man needs have been purchased.

He was able to go home from the hospital.

Fu Zheng and Wen Liang went to the hospital to personally pick up the old man back to his old home.

At the door of the ward, Fu Zheng suddenly stopped.

Wen Liang accidentally bumped into his back. She rubbed her nose and asked, "Why did you stop?"

Fu Zheng turned around and looked at Wen Liang, took Wen Liang's hand and walked in.

Wen Liang pursed her lower lip, took a deep breath, gathered her energy, walked into the ward and shouted "Grandpa" with Fu Zheng.

The old man was very happy, with a cheerful face all the time. He sat on the sofa early and said, "You are here, let's go back."

The old man stood up with a cane.

Wen Liang broke free from Fu Zheng's hand and went to the old man's side to support him: "Grandpa, please slow down."

"No problem."

Fu Zheng didn't say anything, and came to the other side of the old man to support him.

The old man waved his hand to ward him off, "Look what you are worried about, it's not like I can't walk."

This time, Dean Lin's assistant returned to the old house with them.

Fu Yue was worried about the old man. When he learned that the old man wanted to go home, he proposed to let Dean Lin's assistant live in the old house for a while.

The old man had to agree.

When we arrived at the old house, the old man was in good spirits.

Wen Liang and Fu Zheng sat on the sofa and talked with the old man and the old lady.

Not long after, Fu Yue and his wife Su Qingyun came, and they brought their son Fu Rui with them.

Fu Rui is four years old now and is in kindergarten. He has a tiger-like appearance and is particularly lovable.

Carrying a small schoolbag, he first went to the old man and the old lady and shouted: "Great grandpa, great grandma."

"Hey." The old man touched Fu Rui's head and was very curious about his great-grandson. "Let me give you a hug. Bao'er didn't go to school today?"

"My parents said they would take me to see my great-grandfather. I want to be a filial child."

"How good! Bao'er, do you still recognize who this is?" The old man pointed at Wen Liang and Fu Zheng.

Fu Rui looked at Wen Liang and Fu Zheng with his round eyes, and shouted in a loud voice, "Uncle, aunt."

"Our Ruirui has a really good memory." Wen Liang smiled and waved.

Fu Rui kicked up his calves and sat down next to Wen Liang.

Wen Liang couldn't help but pinch Fu Rui's face, it was so soft.

"Auntie, please stop pinching me. I'm already a big kid." Fu Rui looked at Wen Liang with his round eyes.

That serious look made Wen Liang laugh out loud.

The old lady couldn't help but say, "Our Ruirui and A-Liang are very close friends. I remember when he was a child, he wouldn't let anyone hug him, so he only let A-Liang hug him."

"Ruirui is so cute. Who wouldn't like a child like this?"

"Whatever is cute or not, when he gets naughty at home, I just want to stuff him back." Su Qingyun said.

Everyone laughed.

Su Qingyun smiled and asked: "Ah Liang, I think you like children very much. When do you and Ah Zheng plan to have children?"

The matter of children was brought up again.

Wen Liang frowned slightly and glanced at Fu Zheng.

Seeing his little nephew's lively and cute appearance, Fu Zheng couldn't help but imagine what his and Wen Liang's children would look like?

Does it look more like him, or does it look more like her?

Should it be more lively or quiet?

It would be best to have a daughter first, he likes daughters...

Thinking of this, Fu Zheng suddenly came back to his senses.

what happened to him?

It was clear that his marriage to Wen Liang had not yet concluded, so why did he suddenly think of children.

Seeing that Fu Zheng was silent, Wen Liang had no choice but to answer by himself, "Zheng and I have no plans to have children yet. Let's wait until two years later."

"That's right. You're still young, so don't be so anxious. It's not bad to have a world of two for a few years."

Wen Liang lowered her head with a shy look, her eyes filled with helplessness.

I don’t know if they are acting or sincerely getting along now, but at least they seem to be harmonious.

The old lady smiled and said, "Ah Liang, here's the bracelet Ah Zheng took for you last time. Why don't you take it out and have a look?"