Chapter 42 Fu Zheng, you are so cruel!

Wen Liang clenched the edge of his clothes, feeling a wave of bitterness in his heart.

Chu Siyi was right. She was looking up at Fu Zheng.

When she first entered the Fu family, she could only stand by the table and take a few quick glances at Fu Zheng when he came to the old house, and she would be satisfied.

And at that time, the one who stood with him openly was Chu Siyi.

"Later, due to certain circumstances, I had no choice but to leave and break up with him. You probably didn't expect that I was the one who broke up with him. It's just that he was always reluctant. You should have noticed that he goes on a business trip every July. In fact, he goes to see me because that's the season we first met."

Wen Liang held his breath, his head was blank for a moment.

Her heart was trembling.

She was unwilling to admit what Chu Siyi said. She wanted to say that it was not the case, but she had no way to refute it.

She knew that what Chu Siyi said was true.

Since the first year of their marriage, Fu Zheng has been on a business trip every July, and the time is exceptionally long.

She thought they had just contacted each other, but it turned out... they had been in contact for a long time!

He was truly affectionate. He went every year to see his old lover, and after returning from abroad, he would play the role of her good husband as if nothing had happened...

Fu Zheng, you are so cruel!

So what was she in these three years of marriage?

She felt like a clown, and her marriage, which she thought were the best three years, was all lies and a scam.

"Your wedding anniversary is in September, September 20th. Actually, that day is my birthday." Chu Siyi's words were like a Shura from hell.

Wen Liang couldn't believe it, "No... Impossible..."

"What's impossible? Why don't you just ask A Zheng and find out?" Chu Siyi laughed mockingly.

Wen Liang felt cold all over, as if she had fallen into an ice cellar, and her teeth were chattering from the cold.

She clenched her hands into fists, digging her fingers into the flesh of her palms, but she didn't feel any pain at all.

Her wedding anniversary turned out to be her love rival's birthday.

This is ridiculous! This is ridiculous!

She still remembered that this day was chosen by Fu Zheng.

He said that he had checked the almanac and that this day was an auspicious day.

I see…I see…

No wonder he drinks so much and gets so emotional every year on our anniversary.

She had thought he had feelings for her.

But the truth is, he was thinking of another woman on their wedding anniversary!

She had really thought that the two of them had been happy, but it turned out that she was just fooled around.

Wen Liang laughed.

"What are you laughing at?" Chu Siyi's face froze.

"I'm laughing, I'm laughing at you." Wen Liang looked up at her, "You're telling me all this, aren't you just trying to make me back off? It's a pity that as long as Fu Zheng and I don't divorce, you'll be the mistress. Even if we get divorced, you'll still be the mistress. I advise you not to provoke me, otherwise I have ten thousand ways to beat you to death and make it impossible for you to stand up again."

Chu Siyi's smile froze on her face. "Wen Liang, what's the point of you clinging to A Zheng like this? He won't even look at you! If you still have any dignity, divorce him as soon as possible!"

Wen Liang smiled and said, "Louder! Louder! Let everyone in the restaurant hear you. Let everyone see what kind of person the famous star Chu Siyi is!"

Chu Siyi didn't say anything else. Her exposed eyes looked at Wen Liang with resentment.

"Miss Chu, do you have anything else to say? If not, I will go back first."

After saying that, Wen Liang left the bathroom first.

But she didn't return to her seat.

Wen Liang wandered aimlessly in the mall.

I met many couples on the road, some holding hands, chatting and laughing, some arguing, and some just walking hand in hand in silence.

But they look so vivid and real.

Unlike her, the three-year marriage she once cherished the most turned out to be nothing more than a lie carefully crafted by another person, all fake.

Precisely because it is fake, he can cover all aspects.

Wen Liang felt so much pain in her heart that she couldn't breathe.

The cell phone rang, it was Tang Shishi calling.

Wen Liang answered, "Hello, Tangtang, I just ran into someone I know and chatted with for a while, I'll be heading back soon."

She turned off her phone and took difficult steps back to her seat in the restaurant.

She saw that the things purchased next to her seat were all bought with Fu Zheng's black card.

"Tangtang, after dinner I want to go back and return all these clothes."

"Quit? Why do you want to quit?" Tang Shishi asked puzzledly.

"Actually, this black card isn't mine. It belongs to a family member. I'm afraid he'll find out about me spending his money, so I'd better return it."

"Okay, then I'll go back with you."

Seeing Yu Wenliang's generosity, the counter staff was very polite and quickly gave her a return and refund.

After the refund, Wen Liang took out another card of his own and bought the clothes.

Tang Shishi couldn't help but complain: "You are such a troublemaker, why don't you just transfer the money to him some other day?"

Wen Liang smiled and said nothing.

Then the two said goodbye to each other.

It was almost seven o'clock.

Wen Liang thought about it and decided to take a taxi to the Grand Theater.

Since I have already promised grandma, let’s treat it as the last time.

Of course, if she goes, Fu Zheng may not go with her.

It was almost half past seven when we arrived at the Grand Theatre.

The hall was very noisy and all the seats were full of people.

Wen Liang's seat was at the front. She walked to the front, found her seat and sat down. The seat next to her was empty.

At half past seven, the lights in the hall dimmed, leaving only the stage lights.

The audience also fell silent, leaving only barely audible whispers.

The host came on stage and gave a series of opening remarks, announcing the start of the dance drama.

Wen Liang looked at the empty seat next to him and blinked.

As expected, he didn't come.

This empty space becomes a place to store warm and cool things.

At first, Wen Liang was a little restless, but later he was gradually attracted by the actors on the stage and completely immersed in the play.

I don’t know what time it was, but suddenly a man passed by.

Wen Liang tilted his head and continued to look at the stage, wondering what was wrong with this person? He was late, blocking people, and didn't he know how to walk with his back hunched?

How rude.

Then the man stopped beside Wen Liang with his waist half bent, took all the things on the seat next to him to the ground, and sat down.

The first time the man touched her belongings, Wen Liang immediately covered her belongings and scolded, "What are you doing?"

After scolding Wen Liang, he saw that it was Fu Zheng and was stunned for a moment.

The audience around her looked at her, and Fu Zheng also looked at her.

Wen Liang quickly helped put the things on the ground and let Fu Zheng sit down.

The audience continued to watch the stage performance.

Fu Zheng leaned towards Wen Liang and said in a low voice, "Sorry, I'm late."

"Don't talk, just watch the show." Wen Liang pointed at the stage expressionlessly.

Fu Zheng said nothing and looked up at the stage.

The dance ended at about half past nine.

All the cast and crew returned to the stage and bowed to the audience.

There was thunderous applause from the audience.

Some of the dancers' fans even prepared bouquets and presented them on stage.

Most of the audience was leaving.

Wen Liang picked up several paper bags on the ground, stood up and left with the other audience members.

Fu Zheng took the packaging bag from her and said, "Let's go."