Mr. Fu, Stop Abusing Me, Your Wife Has Already Signed the Divorce Papers

For three years of marriage, Wen Liang failed to warm Fu Zheng's heart. When his first love returned, all she received was a divorce paper.

"If I had our child, would you still choose...

Chapter 525: Little heartless!

Chapter 525: Little heartless!

Xie Shu looked at her innocent expression, showing no fear in unfamiliar places, and smiled gently, "I am your grandmother."

"Hello, Grandma, I'm Carol."

Fu Shifan turned around and tugged at Fu Zheng's hand, "This is my dad."

Xie Shu raised her eyes to look at Fu Zheng behind her and nodded indifferently.

The two have never dealt with each other.

However, perhaps he had met him at a banquet in Jiangcheng, or perhaps he had heard his brother Xie Zhen mention him. Xie Shu had known about Fu Zheng before. He had become the president of Fu Group at a young age, but it seemed that he was now the chairman.

In her impression, Fu Zheng can be described as a young hero.

Now, he is the father of his granddaughter, but not his son-in-law.

She heard about what happened that year.

Ilia simply walked into the wrong room, but was forced by the unconscious Fu Zheng. Later, under the deception of Fu Qingyue, she did not call the police and gave birth to the child.

Even though Fu Zheng was being plotted against, even though Fu Zheng had expressed his sincerity to Xie Zhen, and even though Ilia was also somewhat responsible, mothers always favor their own children.

Therefore, it was difficult for Xie Shu to have a good impression of Fu Zheng.

Fu Zheng nodded at Xie Shu. He knew that the Wilsons didn't like him, and he had no intention of associating with them like he did with the Yue family. He said, "Okay, Fanfan has been sent there. I have things to do back home, so I'll go back first. The box contains Fanfan's clothes and toys. I've taken notes on her preferences and habits. You guys take good care of her. I'll come pick her up in half a month."

Quite self-aware.

"Then I won't send it." said old Wilson.

"Goodbye, Dad." Fu Shifan raised his head, with some reluctance in his eyes.

Fu Zheng gently touched her head and said, "Listen to your grandparents here. If you don't get used to it, call dad and he will pick you up."

Fu Shifan nodded obediently.

"Then Dad left."

"Uh-huh."

Then Fu Zheng left.

Xie Shu looked at Fu Shifan, who was staring at Fu Zheng's back.

Although they were her grandparents, they were no different from strangers.

She was only five years old and was left here alone, but she didn't cry or make a fuss.

So sensible.

Xie Shu couldn't help but rub Fu Shifan's head silently.

As soon as Fu Zheng left, Old Wilson took Fu Shifan upstairs and said, "Carol, come on, let grandpa show you the room prepared for you, and then take you around the manor."

"Okay." Fu Shifan nodded.

Her room was on the second floor. It was spacious and bright. The sheets and quilt were pink and a huge rabbit doll was lying on it. There were also some new toys on the table that she had temporarily added.

"You like it, Carol?" asked Old Wilson.

Fu Shifan smiled and nodded.

Anyway, she will only be staying here for half a month, and as a temporary place to stay, the layout of this room is definitely up to standard.

Old Wilson smiled and said, "I'm glad you like it. Someone will help you pack your luggage, and your grandfather will take you out for a walk."

"good."

Fu Shifan just stayed in the manor.

After finishing a day's shooting, Wen Liang walked out of the magazine building and saw a car on the side of the road with its hazard lights on. At the same time, the driver's window was lowered, revealing a handsome face.

Wen Liang walked over, opened the passenger door, got in, and fastened his seat belt.

"How is it? Are you tired after a busy day?" Fu Zheng started the car.

"It's okay," Wen Liang stretched his neck, "Has Fanfan delivered it?"

"Um."

"I thought you were gone."

"We're leaving tomorrow." Fu Zheng looked at Wen Liang's hesitant expression and asked, "Why?"

"I... have an appointment with a friend to have dinner together." Wen Liang glanced at him.

She contacted Bella at noon and learned that she had come to Philadelphia. Bella enthusiastically made an appointment with her for dinner.

Fu Zheng raised his eyebrows.

Needless to say, he was not included in the agreement between her and her friends.

"What restaurant? I'll take you there." He pursed his lips.

Wen Liang told him the name of the restaurant and looked at him, "What about you?"

"Me?" Fu Zheng looked ahead and answered somewhat dejectedly, "Of course I'll go back to the hotel... Just have a simple dinner. No one cares about me anyway."

Wen Liang: “…”

She twitched her lips, glanced at Fu Zheng, and was about to say something when her cell phone rang twice.

Bella asks where she is.

Fu Zheng thought Wen Liang would comfort him, but after waiting for a long time, he didn't hear Wen Liang's voice. He took a look at her during the red light, but saw her lowering her head to reply to the message.

Fu Zheng: "..."

He cleared his throat.

Wen Liang finished replying the message and looked up at him. "Rest early when you get back. Flying is tiring."

Fu Zheng: "..."

That’s it?

He said "hmm" lightly.

After that, he didn't speak again along the way.

Wen Liang seemed to notice nothing and continued chatting with Bella on the phone.

Fu Zheng almost fainted from anger.

The car stopped in front of the restaurant.

"arrive?"

Wen Liang looked up from his phone and looked around through the car window, "Then I'll go."

"Yeah." Fu Zheng responded in a low voice.

Wen Liang pushed the door open and got out of the car. Suddenly, as if remembering something, he turned around and looked at Fu Zheng, "Oh, right..."

Fu Zheng looked at her with a questioning look.

"I asked my friend if she could take you with her, and she agreed. Do you want to go?" Wen Liang tilted her head and looked at him.

Fu Zheng was stunned for a moment, then he realized that she did it on purpose!

She had seen through his thoughts long ago and asked his friends, but she kept it to herself all the way, making him scratch his head and feel restless. When he was so desperate that he had already accepted it, she gave him a sweet treat.

This kid has no conscience!

"No." He turned his head away, very angry.

"Then I'll go by myself?"

"Um."

Seeing that he really had no intention of going, Wen Liang turned and walked towards the restaurant.

Just as he was about to open the door and go in, suddenly a strong force pulled her into his arms and pushed her against the wall. A domineering kiss followed, and their breaths were entangled.

The restaurant entrance was right next to them, and people were coming in and out from time to time. Seeing this scene was not surprising, but Wen Liang blushed and his ears felt hot.

The cell phone rang.

Wen Liang quickly pushed him away, took out her cell phone and answered the call, "Bella... is at the restaurant entrance, she'll be there soon..."

After hanging up the phone, Wen Liang glared at Fu Zheng and walked into the restaurant.

Fu Zheng followed behind her.

"Aren't you coming?"

"I lied to you."

Wen Liang found Bella's location, greeted her and Chen Jingyuan, and introduced Fu Zheng to them.

Chen Jingyuan exchanged greetings with Fu Zheng.

Bella looked at Fu Zheng curiously.

It turns out that this is Fei's ex-husband, who looks a bit like Alex.

Chen Jingyuan also noticed it, and there was something wrong with the way he looked at Wen Liang.

Could it be that she used Dongcheng as a substitute?

Now that you've reconciled with Fu Zheng, are you distancing yourself from Dongcheng?

Wen Liang had no idea that Chen Jingyuan was thinking so much and was having a pleasant chat with Bella.

Knowing that she was pregnant, Bella was surprised and happy, and couldn't wait for the baby to be born.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the side. In a foreign city, the Chinese language was particularly catchy. "Jingyuan?"

Wen Liang looked up and saw a middle-aged man.

She had clearly never seen this person before, but she guessed his identity based on his appearance, the familiar "Jingyuan" and the faint Beijing accent - Huo Junshan.

She subconsciously glanced at Fu Zheng.