After being dressed as cannon fodder, I just want a divorce

At this moment, Zhou Zhou kept repeating a sentence in his mind.

It's over, Barbie Q is over.

He only wants his wife, and doesn't want to put himself in it!

The two people in the car had their own thoughts, Fu Hengzhi drove the car into the villa area, and seeing Zhou Zhou was silent all the way, his heart was more than relaxed, if he was pushed into a hurry, it would be bad to come up with some tricks.

Based on the principle of being strict with himself and lenient with others, Fu Hengzhi said: "I can ignore your private life, but don't go too far!"

These words revived Zhou Zhou's withered thoughts, his eyes flickered, and he couldn't help nodding.

"Ok, no problem."

He saved some wives to have a little girlfriend...isn't that too much?

No no no.

Zhou Zhou shook his head, throwing such thoughts out of his mind.

This is an irresponsible performance. He is pretending to be married in name, and letting the little girl know that he is the third, wouldn't it be too wronged for the other party.

Still have to divorce.

Zhou Zhou felt that he was a peerless and shockingly good man, and couldn't help but sigh, how could such a good self be a solo mother in his previous life.

While Zhou Zhou kept praising himself, the car had already driven into the courtyard of Fu's villa.

Zhou Zhou's eyes were suddenly attracted by the scenery in the courtyard.

This flower bed, this gardening, this rockery, this small pond, just looking at it makes people feel comfortable, let alone being here.

Zhou Zhou is a lover of green plants. In his previous life, his home was less than [-] square meters. From the entrance, there are different kinds of green plants, big and small. Just looking at these green things makes him feel good.

"This is a villa built in the garden." Zhou Zhou's eyes lit up, and he looked at Fu Hengzhi with joy.

When Zhou Zhou smiled, his brows and eyes were crescent-like, and his skin was fair, his bones were good, and his smile was blooming, which made him feel completely different from before.

Fu Hengzhi glanced at him, and said indifferently: "Get out of the car."

"Okay." Zhou Zhou opened the car door and ran away. If there were not gardeners trimming green plants around, Zhou Zhou really wanted to lie on the lawn and feel it.

Fu Hengzhi parked the car in the garage. Before getting out of the car, he habitually glanced at the rear of the car, and saw a small square box on the leather rear seat.

The box is small and exquisite in workmanship, and you can tell that the contents inside are of great value just by looking at the appearance.

It was the one that fell out of Zhou Zhou's pocket. Fu Hengzhi held the box and was about to get out of the car and out of the warehouse. He paused as soon as the long legs stepped out, and took it back after a while.

Fu Hengzhi stared at the brocade box in his palm, and flicked his wrist to open the lid.

A white gold men's diamond ring paved with diamonds came into view, and a string of English was engraved on the inside of the ring.

'ForMyLove·YQS'

Fu Hengzhi: "..."

Fu Hengzhi left the garage and opened the door to enter the villa. Zhou Zhou's exclamation was heard when he entered the door.

"Why are you so green!"

"..." Fu Hengzhi's complexion was not good-looking, but when he heard this, his face sank, feeling that he had been offended.

At this time, Zhou Zhou was sitting at the dining table, holding a small pot of succulent back and forth to admire, the leafy flesh was translucent and tender green, Zhou Zhou liked it very much, and said to himself, "You are so green, hahaha."

Fu Hengzhi: "..."

When Aunt Feng brought the last dish to the table, she happened to see Fu Hengzhi coming over after washing his hands, and hurriedly greeted, "Hengzhi, come and eat."

Fu Hengzhi took advantage of the situation and sat opposite Zhou Zhou, raised his head and glanced at Zhou Zhou, who was busy admiring the pot of succulents.

Zhou Zhou still couldn't help sighing, "It's so good, it's so green and healthy."

Fu Hengzhi's right hand holding the chopsticks had bulging veins, and now he was annoyed when he saw green. After a meal, he just didn't eat a bite of green vegetables.

"I went to the company." Fu Hengzhi seldom came back for dinner, and today's situation is considered a special case.

Seeing Mr. Ba's back as he went out, Zhou Zhou swallowed the food in his mouth and asked, "Aunt Feng, Fu...is Mr. Fu picky?"

Zhou Zhou is a typical meat lover, he only watched Fu Hengzhi and him grab the meat for this meal.

Aunt Feng came out with a fruit plate, rubbed her hands on the apron, and said suspiciously: "Don't be picky eaters, that child Hengzhi is very good."

"Hmm..." Zhou Zhou nodded thoughtfully, and asked, "Then is there anything he hates?"

"What do you hate about Hengzhi?" Aunt Feng couldn't figure it out after careful consideration, and insisted on saying what she hated, probably because she hated this marriage.

But this obviously cannot be said to Zhou Zhou.

"Hengzhi has nothing to hate." After finishing speaking, Aunt Feng felt that it was not enough. She felt that the relationship between the two children had obviously eased up a lot today. Now Zhou Zhou came to ask Fu Hengzhi's preferences again, and felt that Zhou Zhou deliberately brought Fu Hengzhi closer. Relationship, he said: "Heng Zhi's child is easy to get along with, didn't you play well when you were young? Take your time, the relationship between husband and wife needs to be cultivated."

"?" Zhou Zhou was stunned, why did it involve the relationship between husband and wife again, he just wanted to find out about the other party's preferences, prescribe the wrong medicine for the right disease, and divorce as soon as possible.

Zhou Zhou took a bite of the strawberry, and said in his heart that he is indeed a perfect and overbearing boss. It seems that the matter of divorce needs to be discussed in the long run.

Zhou Zhou wanted to help Aunt Feng wash the dishes after dinner, but was stopped by Aunt Feng and pushed upstairs.

It was probably because Zhou Zhou's behavior of pulling up his sleeves and rushing to wash the dishes was too violent just now. Aunt Feng didn't forget to watch him at the stairs when he was rushed upstairs, and she didn't go back to the kitchen until he entered the room.

The bedroom was pitch black, and the lights were not turned on in broad daylight, and even the curtains were drawn tightly so that no light could penetrate.

Zhou Zhou's first reaction after closing the door was to open the curtains.

I don't know how long the curtains have not been opened. When Zhou Zhou opened the curtains to both sides suddenly, through the bright sunlight outside the window, he saw the dust floating in the air.

"Cough, cough, cough!" Zhou Zhou coughed from choking, stretched out his hand and fanned his face twice, turned around, and suddenly froze.

In the bedroom with simple decoration style, Ye Qisheng's face is filled at the moment, it is really no exaggeration.

Zhou Zhou looked like he had been shocked for 800 years.

He walked over and tore off the biggest poster of Ye Qisheng in the room pasted on the wall beside the bed, silently.

Zhou Zhou stretched out his hand to pull the posters, this one, that one, even the poster of Ye Qisheng's embarrassing face was pasted on the ceiling facing the big bed.

Zhou Zhou, who had been working just after eating, was so exhausted that he was panting. He sat on the floor looking at the brand-new bedroom and the posters and papers all over the floor.

This house was the wedding room of the original owner and Fu Hengzhi. He guessed that Fu Hengzhi had never stepped into this room except on the wedding day, otherwise he would not have strangled the original owner to death if the room had been made like this.

Zhou Zhou walked out of the bedroom and went downstairs, walked to the kitchen, looked at the back of the sink, and called out, "Aunt Feng."

Aunt Feng turned around and stared at him, put on a defensive look, hid the rag in her hand into the sink, and said flatly: "You don't need it, Auntie is done with her work."

"..." Zhou Zhou looked at Aunt Feng's expression, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he said helplessly, "Aunt Feng, I don't want to snatch jobs, I just want a big bag."

"Big bag? What's in it?" Aunt Feng has the habit of putting shopping bags away. Hearing this, she wiped her hands on her apron, opened the cabinet under the sink, and took out a huge black bag.

"Is this okay?"

"It's absolutely fine." Zhou Zhou reached out to take the bag and thanked Aunt Feng with a smile.

Aunt Feng waved her hand and asked by the way, "What do you want the bag for?"

Zhou Zhou ran upstairs with the bag rubbed against it a few times, and said loudly.

"Put garbage!"

Zhou Zhou entered the room and closed the door, turned into a manual shredder, tore each poster into shreds and put them into garbage bags.

The bedroom has its own cloakroom and bathroom. Apart from the bed, there is only a table full of Ye Qisheng Q-version dolls.

After tidying up all these, Zhou Zhou conveniently piled the garbage bags at the bedroom door.

I changed my clothes and took a shower, unplugged my phone charger, and lay on the bed planning the next step.

I'm afraid that the divorce will be inseparable for the past two days.

Zhou Zhou still hasn't forgotten what Fu Hengzhi said during the day that the original lord's father-in-law and mother-in-law are coming to see him, so he flipped through the address book to find the number, intending to ask the second elder not to come.

Flipping through a phone call came in.

[Call: Aunt Duan, Remarks: Do not answer calls unless necessary]

Zhou Zhou complained about what the note was about, his head spinning at the speed of light, and he was sure that the call was from Duan Yun, Fu Hengzhi's mother.

It's not necessary or principled, the original owner is really, after all, they are a family.

Zhou Zhou despised the 'unfilial' original owner in his heart, and connected the phone.

"Hello, Aunt Duan."

There was a moment of silence on the phone, and then a gentle female voice rang out with hesitation, "...Xiaozhou, why don't you call me mom?"

"..." Don't ask, if you ask, you just forget.

Zhou Zhouqing coughed twice, and said vaguely: "Ang, Mom, I just cleaned up the bedroom, and I'm tired and confused."

"That's it." Duan Yun understood, and said with concern: "Your dad and I are busy in the morning, and now we are free. Sister Feng just called me and said that you have been discharged from the hospital. How is it? Is it serious? Is there anything else? A comfortable place?"

"It's gone, it's gone, the doctor said I'm very talented, and I'm recovering well."

After finishing speaking, Zhou Zhou heard Duan Yun on the other end of the phone chuckle, "Xiaozhou, Sister Feng said you have changed. I didn't believe it at first, but now it sounds more cheerful than before."

"How are you and Xiaoheng recently? Has he bullied you?"

"No, no, Fu...Hengzhi and I." Almost calling someone by name, Zhou Zhou quickly changed his words, "Hengzhi and I are fine, he didn't bully me."

"That's it." The other end of the phone seemed to be muttering something, and then said after a while: "Your dad and I will come to see you two at night, and the four of us haven't had dinner together for a long time."

"No...not anymore." Zhou Zhou felt that he was new here, so he should not meet Fu Hengzhi's parents, otherwise it would be embarrassing if he met his mother-in-law and daughter-in-law today and divorced in the future.

He said sincerely, "You and Dad are both very busy, and it takes time to go back and forth..."

There was nothing wrong with Zhou Zhou's tone of speech, obviously he declined.

"Hmm...Xiaozhou, what you said makes sense." Duan Yun seemed to be really thinking.

"Yeah." Zhou Zhou nodded.

"Then I'll ask your dad to call Xiaoheng..."

"Yeah." Zhou Zhou was delighted.

"Let him drive. You come to our place tonight. Mom will cook for you and make your favorite dishes."

"Hmm-huh?" Zhou Zhou was taken aback.

No, why don't the characters in this article play their cards according to the routine?

[The author has something to say: Zhou Zhou (forced smile): If I don’t follow the mountain, I will follow the mountain. 】