Chapter 111: Random Matchmaking

Fu Zheng looked over and exchanged glances with Wen Liang from a distance. "No special plans."

Fu Qingyue was surprised, "Didn't Chu Siyi return to China?"

"yes."

"Then you won't divorce her?"

"Aunt, I have an idea about this matter."

"Auntie, isn't she just afraid that you'll be wronged? You're the most outstanding child in our Fu family. Your wife, not to mention being of equal status, must be from a wealthy family. Wen Liang is simply not worthy of you. How can you afford such a wife? Your grandfather is the same. He doesn't care about who she is and brings everyone home. He even tries to match you two up, what a random match!"

"Aunt, I don't feel wronged. Please don't mention this matter again."

Fu Qingyue looked at him disapprovingly, "Didn't you say at the time that you would definitely divorce her?"

"aunt!"

Fu Zheng glanced at Wen Liang warily.

She must not have heard it.

"Well, you're old now and have your own ideas." Fu Qingyue turned and left the living room.

Fu Zheng returned to sit next to Wen Liang and said, "Aunt has this personality and has been willful for decades. Please don't mind it."

Wen Liang smiled and said, "I know, I don't mind if we don't see each other twice a year."

In the evening, Fu Zheng went to pick up Fu Shifan from school instead of Fu Qingyue.

Wen Liang didn't want to sit at home and stare at Fu Qingyue, so he followed Fu Zheng.

On the way, Wen Liang asked, "How old is Shi Fan, and what grade is he in?"

Fu Zheng said, "She is four years old and still in kindergarten."

Wen Liang raised an eyebrow, "Four years old?"

She didn't expect that Fu Qingyue adopted such a little girl.

"Yeah, so he calls his aunt grandma and me uncle."

The car was parked in the parking lot next to the kindergarten. Fu Zheng stood by the door. He was wearing a suit and tie and had a slender figure with broad shoulders and a narrow waist.

He placed one hand on the roof of the car, and as he moved, the well-fitting suit outlined the clear contours of his shoulders, and his firm muscles were faintly visible.

The charm of a mature man is always revealed unconsciously.

The area where Fu Qingyue lives is where Chinese people gather in Los Angeles.

Most of the students and parents in this kindergarten are of Chinese descent.

Some outgoing parents took the initiative to come forward and greet Fu Zheng.

When school is over, the children line up one by one and come out of the kindergarten gate and run towards their parents.

Fu Zheng was carefully identifying the children when a little pink cannonball rushed over, flew into Fu Zheng's arms, hugged his legs, and raised her little face to shout, "Uncle! You came to see me!"

Fu Zheng leaned down and easily picked up Fu Shifan. "Yes, uncle is here to see you. Do you miss uncle?"

Fu Shifan hugged Fu Zheng's neck, kissed him on the face, and said in a baby voice, "I do."

Fu Zheng smiled and opened the back door, saying, "I want to sit in the passenger seat, uncle."

"You're too young. You need to grow up before you can sit in the passenger seat."

Fu Shifan spoke in a childish voice, his black eyes rolling around, "Then uncle's co-pilot seat must be kept for me!"

Fu Zheng smiled, said nothing, and put Fu Shifan in the back seat.

Fu Shifan had just settled down when Wen Liang, who was sitting in the front passenger seat, turned his head and looked back, smiling and saying, "Hello, Fanfan."

When Fu Shifan saw Wen Liang, he was stunned and his mouth pursed, "Who are you? Why are you sitting in the passenger seat of my uncle?"

Wen Liang was touched by her adorable angry expression, "I'm your uncle's wife."

Fu Shifan widened his eyes in disbelief.

"Don't believe it? If you don't believe it, ask your uncle."

She looked at Fu Zheng who had just sat in the driver's seat and pursed her lips, "Uncle, is this woman your wife?"

Fu Zheng fastened his seat belt, looked at the rearview mirror and nodded, "Yes, she is my uncle's wife, you should call her aunt."

Fu Shifan looked sad and sighed like a little adult, "Uncle, I don't like you anymore! I won't pay attention to you! Humph!╭(╯^╰)╮"

Wen Liang smiled, unbuckled his seatbelt, got out of the passenger seat, opened the back door and got in. "I'll sit in the back with Fanfan."

The little girl was very precocious. She glanced at Wen Liang and said, "You are my love rival!"

Wen Liang looked at his serious expression and couldn't help laughing, "Well, I am your love rival."

At this moment, Fu Zheng's cell phone rang. He put on his Bluetooth headset and answered the call, "...What's going on?"

The voice suddenly became solemn, with some serious questioning.

Wen Liang saw from the rearview mirror that he was frowning.

No one knew what was said on the other end of the phone, but Fu Zheng spoke directly, "Alright! Stop making excuses, just keep the person calm first, and I'll handle it later!"

After saying that, he hung up the phone, took off his Bluetooth headset and threw it into the storage box.

"What happened?" Wen Liang asked?

"An employee at the New York branch made a mistake at work, and I have to go back to deal with it." Fu Zheng looked at Wen Liang in the rearview mirror.

"How long will it take?"

"Two days. What are you going to do? Come with me?"

"The National Day holiday is about to end. I'll go back to Jiangcheng first."

"Okay, I'll have the secretary pick you up when we get there."

"Um."

"Where is Jiangcheng?"

The little girl next to them eavesdropped on their conversation.

Fu Zheng smiled and said, "Didn't Fanfan ignore uncle?"

"Humph." Fu Shifan raised his chin, "I didn't ask you, I asked my aunt."

Wen Liang looked at his clever expression, exchanged glances with Fu Zheng, and said with a smile, "Jiangcheng is in Country Z. It's the hometown of your uncle and your grandmother. If there's a chance, you can ask your grandmother to take you back to visit."

The little girl nodded and said seriously, "Of course."

The child's mood changes quickly. He said he would ignore Fu Zheng, but on the way he couldn't help but share with Fu Zheng the interesting things that happened at school.

After getting to know her, I realized that this girl is a chatterbox.

After returning to Fu Qingyue's house, Wen Liang picked up Fu Shifan and led her into the house.

As she walked, the little girl suddenly stopped and looked up at Wen Liang.

"Why don't you leave?"

"Why are you so beautiful?" Fu Shifan suddenly tilted his head and said with a distressed look on his face.

Hearing the child's praise, Wen Liang smiled lightly, "Fanfan is also beautiful."

Fu Shifan shook her head and sighed with a look of worry on her face, "I am very beautiful, but you are older than me. How can I snatch my uncle away from you?"

Wen Liang looked at him with a gloomy face like an adult and couldn't help laughing, "Uncle will always be your uncle."

"But I want to be his wife."

Wen Liang knew that children's words are without restraint, but he still looked at Fu Zheng's back twice, his eyes as sharp as knives.

This male vixen doesn't even spare children.

After a while, Fu Shifan came close to her again and whispered, "My grandma doesn't seem to want you to be my aunt."

Wen Liang didn't expect that a four-year-old child like her could be so perceptive. How did you see that?

Fu Shifan pursed his lips and said, "My uncle came here during the summer vacation. It seems that he came to see another aunt. I wanted to go with him, but my uncle wouldn't let me."

She looked around like a thief and said in a baby voice, "My grandma likes that aunt very much."

"Thank you for telling me this, Fanfan is really smart. But this is an adult matter, we will take care of it."

"Oh, all handsome men are fickle, and my uncle is no exception." The little girl looked distressed.

Wen Liang smiled and rubbed her forehead.

The other aunt she was talking about should be Chu Siyi.

Wen Liang knew about this long ago. He came to see Chu Siyi on a business trip in July. Now when he heard Fu Shifan mention it, he didn't feel much of a stir in his heart.