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 56 Can I ask you to dance?

Chapter 56 Can I ask you to dance?

"Faced with the evidence, Xiao and Li were forced to admit they had premeditated the attack. Police have decided to bring criminal charges against them, but given the extent of the damage they inflicted, the sentences should not be too severe."

Wen Liang was very curious, "Why do they know my license plate number and my whereabouts?"

The police said: "Xiao is a mechanic at a 4S shop. He confessed that you had your car repaired there. Li hired someone to follow you, and a friend of his told him your whereabouts."

"Okay, I understand."

"The families of Xiao and Li would like to meet with you to try to gain the victim's forgiveness. What do you think...?"

"No, I don't need any civil compensation from them. I'm just trying to get a heavier sentence."

"good."

"Thank you, bye, let me know if you have any news."

After hanging up the phone, Fu Zheng glanced at Wen Liang and said, "I'll have Ji Ze follow up on this matter. I'll make them pay the price."

Ji Ze is a specially appointed lawyer of Fu’s legal department, the best lawyer in Jiangcheng, with a great reputation, and he has almost never lost a case he has handled.

"Thanks."

"Why are you being so polite to me?"

The western restaurant is beautifully and gorgeously decorated, and the melodious sound of piano floats in the hall.

The two sat down at a table near the back, and the waiter gave each of them a menu.

Fu Zheng opened the menu and read from the beginning. After reading a few dishes, Wen Liang interrupted him and said, "If you order so much tonight, won't you be able to finish it?"

"I'm reading it to you." Fu Zheng narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Can you see clearly now?"

Wen Liang reacted and smiled at him, "I'm not blind, it's just a little blurry, I can still see the words clearly."

The waiter took the opportunity to introduce enthusiastically, "Sir, Miss, this is our hot-selling couple's set meal. It's very cost-effective. Many people choose it. You two should try it."

Wen Liangwen was slightly stunned, and nodded after a moment, "That's it."

Fu Zheng's lips curled up slightly, and he asked casually, "How is your eyesight recovering?"

"It's gotten a little better. I can see things much more clearly."

"The font on the phone..."

Wen Liang shook his head: "It gives me a headache after watching it for a long time. Is there something wrong with the company?"

"No," Fu Zheng lowered his eyes, "Rest for a few more days."

"Yeah." Wen Liang's eyes looked around. "This restaurant has a nice environment. The young lady plays the piano beautifully. I don't know what song it is."

"Adeline at the Water's Edge, a piece by Paul Senneville."

Wen Liang looked at him in surprise, "You know this?"

“I remember it once I heard someone play it.”

"Please enjoy your meal, both of you."

The waiter brought desserts, steak, foie gras, red wine, etc. one by one, opened the bottle of red wine, and slowly poured a glass for Fu Zheng and Wen Liang respectively.

Fu Zheng picked up the wine glass and looked up at Wen Liang, his eyes curved and sparkling.

Wen Liang understood, picked up the wine glass, clinked it with his, and took a sip.

Fu Zheng brought the steak in front of her to himself, picked up the knife and fork to cut it into pieces, and put it back after cutting.

"Thanks."

Fu Zheng looked into her eyes, which were as clear as autumn water. "You're welcome."

After dinner, the two came out of the restaurant hand in hand.

The cool breeze blew away the slight intoxication from the red wine.

Fu Zheng turned and looked at Wen Liang: "Do you want to go home?"

"Let's take a walk nearby, it's a good start to help digest the food." Wen Liang's eyes were filled with anticipation.

"good."

The two walked hand in hand, shoulder to shoulder, down the street.

This is a bustling area, with people coming and going on the streets, and it is noisy and bustling.

Apart from being a little quieter, they looked no different from those couples holding hands and laughing side by side.

Although he was in a busy city, Wen Liang felt particularly peaceful.

How I wish they could just keep walking hand in hand like this.

"Hey, look at that guy, he's so handsome."

A couple passed by them. The girl looked back at Fu Zheng and whispered to her boyfriend.

My boyfriend raised an eyebrow, "You're shopping with me, and you dare to look at other men."

The girl muttered, "Weren't you staring at that beautiful girl just now?"

Boy: "I only glanced at her, and you looked at him several times. Humph, am I not handsome?"

The girl took her boyfriend's arm and said coquettishly, "You are handsome, you are handsome, you are the most handsome."

The sound reached Wen Liang's ears, and she burst out laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" Fu Zheng turned and looked at her.

Wen Liang took Fu Zheng's arm and looked up at him, her eyes shining like stars. "It's okay. There's a dance hall up ahead. Do you want to go in and take a look?"

"Okay." Fu Zheng's Adam's apple rolled up and down.

The two walked into the ballroom.

Soothing music was playing in the hall.

In the dance floor, pairs of people were dancing ballroom dance.

There were some booths beside the dance floor, and some guests were sitting in the seats in groups of three or four.

Fu Zheng saw Wen Liang looking at the dance floor and asked with a faint smile, "Do you want to dance?"

Wen Liang pursed her lips: "I'm not very good at it."

"I can teach you."

Wen Liang's eyes lit up.

Fu Zheng bowed before Wen Liang and extended his hand, "Respected Miss Wen, may I ask you to dance with me?"

"Okay." Wen Liang gave him her hand reverently.

Fu Zheng took Wen Liang's hand and slowly walked into the dance floor with a charming smile on his face. "Put your hands on my shoulders and follow my steps slowly."

They danced slowly to the soothing music, their steps restrained and restrained.

Fu Zheng leaned forward slightly and counted the beats in Wen Liang's ear.

Her breath sprayed on Wenliang's ears, and she couldn't help but shrink her neck.

Wen Liang danced unsteadily, barely keeping up with Fu Zheng's pace. He accidentally stepped on Fu Zheng's leather shoes, leaving a big shoe print.

"Sorry." Wen Liang looked up at him, a hint of embarrassment in his eyes.

Fu Zheng smiled and whispered in Wen Liang's ear, "It's okay."

Wen Liang was stunned for a moment.

The lights in the dance floor flickered, reflecting his handsome face, making his features look particularly handsome and three-dimensional, with sharp edges and corners like an ancient Greek sculpture.

The corners of his lips curled slightly, his eyes sparkling like gemstones as he looked at her deeply, holding her gaze firmly.

"What? Are you stunned?"

"No." Wen Liang lowered his head in a hurry and almost stepped on his own foot.

Fu Zheng chuckled.

The tip of Wenliang's ear turned red unconsciously, so red that it looked like blood.

After a while, she became more and more proficient.

The skirt flutters, the steps are graceful, soft and light, elegant as the wind.

Fu Zheng held her slender waist, which was as thin as a hand, and let her dance gracefully.

"Have you learned it?" Fu Zheng asked softly.

"Um."

Suddenly, someone bumped into her.

Wen Liang lost his balance and bumped into Fu Zheng's chest.

Fu Zheng immediately put his arm around her waist, "Are you okay?"

"fine."

"Sorry, I bumped into you." The person who bumped into her apologized embarrassedly.

"It's okay." Wen Liang smiled faintly.

"Go sit for a while." Fu Zheng saw some sweat on Wen Liang's forehead, so he took her in his arms and walked out of the dance floor.

"Um."

The two found a booth and sat down.

Fu Zheng went to the bathroom.

A young man with dyed yellow hair approached the booth, holding a wine glass in his hand, and asked in a pretentiously casual tone, "Miss, would I be so lucky as to invite you to dance with me?"

Wen Liang shook his head, "Sorry, I'm a little tired now."

Huangmao sat down directly opposite Wen Liang, waved to the waiter, took out a glass of wine from the tray and pushed it in front of Wen Liang, "Have a drink?"

Wen Liang shook his head, "Sorry, I can't drink."

She didn't dare drink too much red wine during dinner.

"I think you must be lonely, young lady. Why don't I chat with you for a while? Let me introduce myself. My name is Li Rui, the son of Huilu Real Estate. May I know your name, young lady?" The yellow-haired man raised his eyebrows at Wen Liang with a proud and boastful expression on his face.

He knew these women best. They appeared to be very noble on the surface, but as long as he revealed his identity, they would all come after him.

"My name is..."

"Mr. Li?"

Huangmao was in high spirits when suddenly someone patted his shoulder from behind.

As soon as he turned around, his attitude changed drastically, and he stood up hurriedly. "Mr. Fu, you're here too? Wanna have a drink together?"

"No, what are you talking about?" Fu Zheng asked indifferently.

"Oh, nothing, I just want to get acquainted with this lady."

Fu Zheng sat down next to Wen Liang and said, "Then let me introduce you. This is my sister Wen Liang."

The smile on Huangmao's face froze, and he gave Wen Liang an apologetic smile, "So it's Miss Wen. My apologies."

"Let's go, let's go back." Fu Zheng held Wen Liang's hand.

"Okay." Wen Liang stood up with him.

"Mr. Fu, Miss Wen, take care."

Huangmao followed them and walked them to the door of the dance hall.

The two walked out of the dance hall hand in hand. Fu Zheng reminded them, "That Li Rui is not a good person. Don't have too much contact with him."

Wen Liang smiled and glanced at Fu Zheng, "I think he's a good person, how come he's not a good person?"

Fu Zheng's face darkened. "People's hearts are hidden in their stomachs. A bad person wouldn't write these two words on his face. You've only met him once, how much do you know about him?"

"I understand." Wen Liang said with a smile as he listened to Fu Zheng's serious lecture.

The two walked to the parking space in front of the western restaurant.

Fu Zheng helped Wen Liang open the passenger door, and waited for Wen Liang to get in before walking around to the other side and sitting in the driver's seat.

"Aliang."

Hearing the voice, Wen Liang had just fastened her seat belt. When she looked up, she saw Fu Zheng looking into her eyes and slowly approaching her.

His eyes were as mysterious and unfathomable as the stars.

Wen Liang couldn't help but hold her breath and watched his handsome face grow bigger.

His hot breath hit her face and she slowly closed her eyes.