Chapter 110 Civil Affairs Bureau, Obtaining a Divorce Certificate
Shen Qingshu showed no emotion, simply walking past them and heading straight for the elevator.
Fu Siyu cried and shouted incessantly behind her—
"Mommy, Mommy, don't go, Mommy, it hurts so much... Waaah, Mommy, please don't ignore me..."
Hearing this, the people waiting for the elevator all turned to look at Fu Siyu.
Seeing that Fu Siyu kept looking at Shen Qingshu, he couldn't help but glance at Shen Qingshu.
But Shen Qingshu remained unmoved.
"The child was injured and crying so much, how come the mother didn't soften her heart?" an old woman muttered.
The old lady's daughter lowered her voice and said, "They're probably divorced. The child looks like he lives with his father."
"So you're divorced and then you don't care about the kids anymore? What kind of mother is that heartless..."
Shen Qingshu listened to the surrounding discussions without any emotional fluctuation.
Fu Siyu has her own mother.
It's not her place to feel sorry for or worry about it.
The elevator arrived, and Shen Qingshu stepped inside.
The people next to her followed her inside, and she moved to a corner.
The elevator doors closed, shutting out the child's cries.
Fu Siyu stared at the closed elevator door, her sobs gradually subsiding.
His mother really doesn't love him anymore.
He was injured, and his mother didn't even glance at him...
Fu Siyu lowered his head, Zhou Yuchu's voice echoing in his mind:
[Your mother has her own baby now, she won't love you anymore.]
The child's eyes, red from crying, were filled with deep resentment.
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Outside the ward, Shen Qingshu raised her hand and knocked on the door.
Aunt Yun came to open the door and greeted Shen Qingshu with a smile, "Miss Shen is here! Come in quickly!"
"Sister Yun." Shen Qingshu smiled slightly at Sister Yun and walked in.
Wen Jingxi was sitting on the hospital bed, engrossed in playing a game on his phone.
"Ah Shu, please sit down first. I'm done with this game."
Seeing that he was in good spirits, Shen Qingshu was completely relieved.
"I cooked some plain porridge for you and stir-fried some side dishes. Would you like some?"
"eat!"
Wen Jingxi immediately quit the game, tossed his phone aside without hesitation, and looked at the takeout box in Shen Qingshu's hand, "Do you have beef and fish?"
"No."
Wen Jingxi: "..."
Seeing his smile vanish in an instant, Shen Qingshu chuckled and said, "Your wound hasn't fully healed yet. Once you're better, I can make whatever you want to eat."
"Aunt Yun and Aunt Qin can both cook, why do I need a pregnant woman like you to cook a big meal for me!" Wen Jingxi sighed. "I'm just really craving fish and meat right now, but Aunt Yun won't cook it for me!"
"Sister Yun is doing this for your own good."
Sister Yun opened the small table, took the takeout box from Shen Qingshu's hand, and placed it on the table.
Although there wasn't any fancy food, Wen Jingxi still had a little bit of anticipation because Shen Qingshu had cooked it herself.
As it turned out, he wasn't disappointed.
The rice porridge that Chen Qingshu cooked is really delicious; the heat is just right, and the rice aroma is rich.
The side dishes were also very good; although they were light, they were refreshing and appetizing.
"Ah Shu, your cooking is quite good." Wen Jingxi looked at her. "Self-taught?"
“Hmm.” Shen Qingshu smiled faintly, “Fu Siyu had a very poor stomach when he was a child, and he was very particular about his three meals a day. I bought some books and watched a lot of videos, and I learned how to eat little by little.”
Upon hearing this, Wen Jingxi scoffed, "That brat is quite lucky, but unfortunately, he's an ingrate and can't be tamed!"
Shen Qingshu pursed her lips and remained silent.
She recalled the scene just now where Fu Siyu cried and called for her mother.
She couldn't help but feel a little sad.
For five whole years, she treated Fu Siyu as her own son, loving him with all her heart. She never thought that Fu Siyu would repay her, but she never imagined that in just a few months, they would go from being a mother and son who depended on each other to strangers.
It turns out that the connection between people can be so shallow.
So shallow that it can't withstand even the slightest test.
…
Shen Qingshu sat with Wen Jingxi for a while before getting up to say goodbye.
During the few days she and Wen Jingxi were resting, their work was put on hold.
Although the teachers at the Cultural Relics Bureau had already explained things to them, it was still work, and Shen Qingshu didn't want to delay things for too long because of personal reasons.
When Shen Qingshu arrived at the studio, Lu Xiaohan told her that someone had delivered something again.
"What is it this time?" Shen Qingshu asked.
"I think I've put some supplements on the coffee table in your office."
"good."
As Shen Qingshu walked towards the office, the little golden retriever was sleeping in its doghouse.
Sensing Shen Qingshu's scent, it immediately woke up, barked twice at her, and wagged its tail as it clung to her.
Shen Qingshu bent down and patted the little golden retriever. "A-Yuan, I'll be very busy today. You can play by yourself."
The little golden retriever understood, whimpered twice, circled around her once, and obediently returned to its doghouse to lie down again.
Shen Qingshu adored his obedient and clever appearance.
She smiled, her eyes crinkling, and turned to Lu Xiaohan, saying, "Give A Yuan a can of food."
"Okay!"
Ah Yuan immediately barked twice to say thank you!
Shen Qingshu pushed open the office door and immediately saw that the coffee table was piled with all kinds of supplement gift boxes.
I took a quick look, and they were all products for replenishing blood and qi.
Shen Qingshu searched around but couldn't find the card.
This was clearly not a gift from Feng Yuncheng.
She thought for a moment and then called Fu Siyan.
The call was answered as soon as it was dialed.
"Did you have the supplements delivered?"
A man's deep voice came through the phone.
Shen Qingshu's expression was cold. "Don't send me anything again. I'll have these sent back to Nanxi Mansion."
On the other end, Fu Siyan paused, then sighed, seemingly helplessly, "Shen Qingshu, you don't need to do this. You just had surgery, and I consulted the doctor before buying these."
“You didn’t need to do this.” Shen Qingshu said resolutely. “Fu Siyan, it’s best for us to be complete strangers now. I called you not only to return the items, but also to ask you to reschedule the divorce.”
“I was free before, but you didn’t come.”
“That was an accident before.” Shen Qingshu frowned. “I’m available anytime these next couple of days.”
"But I don't have time."
Shen Qingshu didn't believe him. "You can't be so busy that you don't even have time to get a divorce certificate."
“Siyu has been causing a lot of trouble lately, and I really can’t get away from her.”
"Just one hour."
"Siyu, you brought him here, so you should know that when he throws a tantrum, he can be quite a handful."
Shen Qingshu pursed her lips.
When she was taking care of Fu Siyu, Fu Siyu rarely threw tantrums. He was just occasionally stubborn and needed a lot of time and patience to communicate with him.
"Of course, if you'd like, I can bring Siyu along."
Fu Siyan's voice came again, "I'm afraid that if he sees you, he'll pester you again."
Shen Qingshu: "..."
She took a deep breath, trying to compose herself. "Fu Siyan, I don't want to argue. I just want to ask you, when are we going to get the divorce certificate?"
"Does it really have to be a divorce?"
Shen Qingshu had no idea where he got the nerve to ask that question, "Isn't my stance clear enough?"
“But now…” Fu Siyan paused, his voice low, “you will never have your own children again.”
Shen Qingshu sneered, "So what?"
“As long as you’re willing,” Fu Siyan said solemnly, “we don’t need to get a divorce. Siyu can always be your child, and we can still be a family.”
Shen Qingshu's breath hitched; she even thought she was hallucinating!
So, is Fu Siyan showing her sympathy?
Because she lost her uterus and could no longer have children, he gave Fu Siyu to her out of charity.
Shen Qingshu never expected that a fake medical record could have such a big impact.
Fu Siyan really keeps surprising her!
"Fu Siyan, listen carefully, even if I am destined to live a lonely life, I will never look back at you again!"
Fu Siyan remained silent.
Shen Qingshu closed her eyes briefly to calm her anger.
She touched her stomach, her voice cold, "I made myself very clear in Ghana, Fu Siyan, those who break their promises will be punished."
"Okay." On the other end, Fu Siyan suddenly chuckled and said, "Then let's do it this afternoon."
Shen Qingshu immediately replied, "Okay, I'll be there at 2 PM sharp."
"Um."
Shen Qingshu hung up the phone.
She asked Lu Xiaohan to call a local courier service to send the gifts back to Nanxi Mansion as soon as possible.
After that, she went straight into the repair room.
Shen Qingshu didn't come out of the repair room until 12 o'clock.
Aunt Qin delivered the meal on time and reminded her to remember to take her pregnancy-preserving medication.
After finishing her meal and taking her medicine, Shen Qingshu set an alarm and went to rest and lay down.
She woke up at 1:30 a.m., washed her face, grabbed her bag, and headed to the Civil Affairs Bureau.
Shen Qingshu arrived at the Civil Affairs Bureau at 1:50 p.m.
Shen Qingshu took her documents, got out of the car, and walked into the Civil Affairs Bureau.
The sky was dark and heavy, with dark clouds gathering. Soon, a light drizzle began to fall.
As the snow melts in the city, the northern part of the city welcomes the plum rain season.
Shen Qingshu sat on the waiting chair in the lobby of the Civil Affairs Bureau and glanced at the clock on the wall.
It's exactly 2 o'clock.
She figured Fu Siyan should be arriving soon.
…
The Maybach stopped in front of the Civil Affairs Bureau.
Shao Qing looked at the white BMW in front of her, then turned to Fu Siyan and said, "Young Master Fu, it seems Miss Shen has already gone inside."
Fu Siyan responded lightly, glancing at Fu Siyu, who was sleeping with his head tilted to the side, a sly glint in his dark eyes.
Then, he reached out and pinched Fu Siyu's little nose.
Fu Siyu frowned, turned over, and mumbled, "I'm sleepy..."
Fu Siyan raised his dark eyebrows slightly.
Seeing this, Shao Qing said, "Young Master looks extremely tired. Why don't I stay in the car and watch over him while you go in by yourself?"
He meant well, not wanting his young master to be out in the rain, worried that he might catch a cold or fever if he got wet.
But somehow, as soon as he said that, he was met with a cold look from his boss.
Finally, the boss got out of the car and took the exhausted young master with him.
Shao Qing hurriedly got out of the car and held an umbrella for the father and son.
The raindrops pattered on the umbrella, disturbing Fu Siyu's deep sleep.
Fu Siyu rubbed his eyes and groggily opened them.
Glancing around at the unfamiliar surroundings, he asked in confusion, "Dad, where is this?"
Fu Siyan rubbed his little face, "Civil Affairs Bureau."
"Huh?" Fu Siyu blinked. "What are we doing here?"
Fu Siyan remained silent.
Upon entering the Civil Affairs Bureau lobby, I immediately spotted Shen Qingshu sitting on the waiting chair.
Shao Qing folded her umbrella and silently stepped aside.
"Mother!"
Fu Siyu's eyes lit up when he saw Shen Qingshu.
Shen Qingshu was taken aback. She turned around and saw Fu Siyan carrying Fu Siyu toward her.
She stood up, her expression displeased. "Why did you bring him here?"
Fu Siyan smiled calmly, "Siyu is clinging to me, there's nothing I can do about it."
Shao Qing was so shocked that her eyes widened like a bull's.
The young master was sleeping soundly, and you insisted on bringing him in with you!
"Mom." Fu Siyu reached out his hands, looking at her pitifully, "Mom, I missed you. Can you hug me?"
Shen Qingshu could not possibly hug Fu Siyu right now. Not to mention that she was pregnant, even if she wasn't pregnant, she wouldn't hug him.
She ignored Fu Siyu and only looked at Fu Siyan, "You let Shao Qing hold him. I've already gotten our numbers, and it'll be two more for us."
Fu Siyan raised an eyebrow and gave a curt "okay".
As soon as she turned around, Fu Siyu burst into tears—
"I don't want Uncle Shao Qing to hug me! Waaah, Daddy, are you going to divorce Mommy? No, you can't divorce Mommy! If you divorce Mommy, then Mommy will really never want me again..."
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