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

Zhou Yu glanced at Wen Liang fondly, "She was my neighbor when she was a child, and she loved to cry."

"Childhood sweetheart? That's really fate. If something good is coming soon, please let me know."

"Director Chen, please stop calling. Ah Liang and I are friends." Zhou Yu said.

He knows what's appropriate, and now Wen Liang has a boyfriend.

"I understand, I understand. Young people are like this nowadays. They like to call themselves friends." The assistant director agreed.

Fu Zheng raised his eyelids, glanced at Zhou Yu and Wen Liang calmly, and frowned slightly.

He had clearly reminded her that she and Zhou Yu were not suitable!

She didn't listen at all. She liked Zhou Yu so much?

"A Zheng."

"Azheng?"

"Well, what did you say?" Fu Zheng came back to his senses and looked at Chu Siyi.

Chu Siyi's eyes darkened, and she leaned into Fu Zheng's ear and whispered, "Do you think Ah Liang and Zhou Yu are a good match? If you get divorced, it would be a good place for Ah Liang and Zhou Yu to be together."

Fu Zheng immediately shook his head, "No. They are not suitable."

"How do you know they're not a good fit?"

“I’ve learned about their work and their personalities.”

Seeing Fu Zheng and Chu Siyi whispering intimately, Wen Liang felt a little sad and lowered her eyes.

The waiter began to serve dishes one after another, and the table was quickly filled.

Everyone was polite and started using their chopsticks.

Zhou Yu first added a piece of durian cake to Wen Liang, "Try this first."

"Thank you."

Wen Liang took a bite. It tasted crispy and had the unique fragrance of durian. "Not bad."

After finishing one durian cake, Wen Liang started to use other chopsticks.

Zhou Yu takes great care of Wen Liang and picks up vegetables for Wen Liang from time to time.

Fu Zheng watched the interaction between the two of them, his eyes getting darker and darker.

"Azheng, can you help me clip that one? I can't reach it." A trace of darkness flashed in Chu Siyi's eyes.

This was already the second time she had seen Fu Zheng distracted.

"Ah."

Fu Zheng used serving chopsticks to help Chu Siyi pick up the food, "If it's not enough, tell me."

He gave Chu Siyi some of his attention, and after seeing that she had finished eating the food on her plate, he helped her pick up the food.

Wen Liang looked at his considerate look and laughed at himself.

Halfway through the meal, Wen Liang stood up and said, "I'm going to the bathroom."

The men's and women's restrooms are connected, and there are public wet and dry wash basins outside.

She came out of the toilet stall, washed her hands, and briefly touched up her makeup in the mirror.

Fu Zheng walked in from the outside and saw Wen Liang touching up her makeup. He stood behind her and stretched his hands forward to rest on the sink. Wen Liang was trapped in the small space in his arms.

Wen Liang was startled and looked at him in the mirror, "What are you doing?"

"I have something to tell you."

Wen Liang didn't want to listen to him now, so she put the air mattress in her bag and turned around, "I'm going back... um..."

Fu Zheng lowered his head to cover her lips, put his big hands around her waist, and pressed her against the sink, his lips and tongue entangled.

I don't know what happened, but he obviously came to see Chu Siyi.

But his eyes were unconsciously attracted to her.

Seeing her close relationship with Zhou Yu, he felt like there were thousands of ants crawling in his heart.

Maybe it was because he reminded her that she and Zhou Yu were not suitable. She turned a deaf ear to her, and his good intentions were betrayed. It was normal for him to feel uncomfortable.

Wen Liang put her hands on his chest and pushed him, "Uh uh... no, I should go back."

Fu Zheng frowned, tightened his arms even more, pressed the back of her head with one hand, and inserted the tip of his tongue to dance wantonly.

Wen Liang's lips were red and swollen, and she could hardly breathe. Only then did Fu Zheng let her go.

Wen Liang glared at him angrily and looked at her lips in the mirror. It was obvious that they were different from before.

Fu Zheng smiled, hugged Wen Liang from behind, put his chin against her temples, looked at her in the mirror, and tapped her lips with his finger, "It looks good this way."

"Let me go and go back."

"Go back? Go back and have sex with Zhou Yu, right? Wen Liang, I reminded you, you two are not suitable..."

Wen Liang frowned, why are you and me the only ones?

"Don't talk about me and Zhou Yu, aren't you and Chu Siyi like this?"

"Different."

Wen Liang sneered, "What's different? Why don't you come to see Chu Siyi's class?"

"I know you're here."

The aunt told him that she came to visit Zhou Yu's class.

He originally wanted to come over and take her back, but Chu Siyi's phone call came unexpectedly.

Fu Zheng pinched her chin, forced her to turn half of her head, and kissed her lips again.

His other hand traveled along the curves of her body, caressing.

Wen Liang's body became weak and she couldn't help but lean on his chest.

My fingertips felt wet.

Fu Zheng let go of Wen Liang's lips, hugged her and walked into the bathroom, found a cubicle and went in, "Help you solve it."

"No... no need..." Wen Liang's face turned red.

This, this is ridiculous.

How could you be in a place like this in broad daylight...

Fu Zheng saw her concerns and smiled lightly, "Don't make any sound."

Fu Zheng pressed her against the door, his hot breath spraying on her neck, and his fingers inserted inside.

"But...but there are still people in the box waiting for um...waiting for us..."

"Then let them wait."

Wen Liang fell silent, closed her eyes, bit her lips, and restrained her voice.

She didn't know whether it was because of her pregnancy or because Fu Zheng's skills were getting better and better recently. She found that her needs were getting bigger and bigger.

This made her start to panic.

She was not like this before!

"What are you thinking about?"

Fu Zheng was slightly unhappy when he saw that Wen Liang seemed to be distracted, and his movements suddenly intensified.

"You, be gentle!"

As soon as the words fell, the moment came quickly.

"Hmm..." She couldn't help moaning and trembling all over.

"Okay, let's get out." Fu Zheng finally let her go.

Wen Liang did not move against the door panel. Her legs were a little weak. She stood firm by holding the door and came out of the compartment.

Fu Zheng was washing his hands, washing his hands very seriously, while looking at Wen Liang.

Wen Liang's face turned red.

She quickly left the bathroom, returned to the box, and sat down.

Zhou Yu asked in confusion, "Why have you been here for so long?"

"I feel a little unwell." Wen Liang had no choice but to lie and answer.

"Not feeling well? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

"No, little problem."

Chu Siyi closed her eyes and recalled what she saw when she saw Fu Zheng never come back and went to the bathroom to find someone. She wished she could skin Wen Liang, a vixen!

But she had to be patient.

Chu Siyi clenched her hands into fists, and her nails were embedded in her flesh, leaving crescent-shaped marks. She asked with a half-smile, "A Liang, what's wrong with your lips?"

"Bite by a mosquito."

The assistant director answered, "When the weather gets colder, there will be no more mosquitoes."

"Yes."

At this time, Fu Zheng came back from outside and sat down in his seat, "Sorry, I met an acquaintance. I went over to say hello and say a few words, which delayed me a little."

"It's normal, I always have something to say when we meet," said Director Chen.

Wen Liang twitched the corner of her mouth and took a look. His excuse was much more advanced than her feeling unwell.

Suddenly, Wen Liang stiffened and glanced under the table without leaving any trace.

Fu Zheng's leather shoes were rubbing against her calves.

Wen Liang changed his posture inadvertently.

The next second, the tips of the leather shoes, which were slightly cool, rubbed against her again.

On the table, he was serving food to Chu Siyi, "I remember you like this, eat more."

Chu Siyi smiled and said, "It's too much. I can't finish it. Please help me eat it."

"Ah."

Wen Liang glared at him.

Not only did he not restrain himself under the table, he slowly walked upstream.

Why hadn't she noticed before that Fu Zheng was so evil?

In the midst of suffering, lunch was finally over.

The other four are returning to the set.

Chu Siyi pulled Fu Zheng's sleeves reluctantly.

Fu Zheng opened the car door and sent Chu Siyi into the car.

Chu Siyi stood by the car door, glanced at Wen Liang behind her, and asked, "Zheng, it's my birthday soon, and I want to do something nice on that day..."