Chapter 13 Is this the end?
Silence, quiet.
After a while, Fu Zheng said in a deep voice, "I was impatient, I'm sorry..."
sorry……
Oh.
After three years of marriage, all he left her was the word "sorry".
"I am sorry for what I have done to you. I will compensate you for whatever you want, but this matter has nothing to do with Siyi. She doesn't know about my marriage, so you don't have to pick on her."
Wen Liang smiled bitterly.
This is Fu Zheng, her husband.
While saying sorry to her, he threatened her on behalf of Chu Siyi.
Wen Liang was extremely tired and no longer had the heart to talk to Fu Zheng. "It's up to you."
She strode out of the president's office.
The back figure looks thin, frail and desolate.
Fu Zheng looked at Wen Liang's back, narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was darkness in his eyes.
Suddenly a cell phone rang.
Fu Zheng glanced at the phone screen and answered the call.
"A Zheng. You've seen what's trending on the search. I'm sorry, but if I'd been more cautious I wouldn't have been photographed." Chu Siyi's voice came from the microphone.
Not hearing any sound, Chu Siyi called out again: "A Zheng?"
Fu Zheng came back to his senses, "It's okay, I've already taken care of it, it won't affect you in any way."
"Really? Thank you so much, A Zheng, you are so kind to me."
After hanging up the phone, Wang Yan couldn't help but sigh, "You used this trick really well. I'm just afraid that Wen Liangyu will be doomed. What will you do if the news of their marriage gets out?"
Chu Siyi glanced at the black phone screen and said confidently, "She won't."
Women's intuition is the sharpest.
Three years ago, she had vaguely sensed that Wen Liang liked Fu Zheng.
She hid it very well, but she was still discovered. For Fu Zheng's reputation, Wen Liang would never dare to act rashly.
But recently, when she was with Fu Zheng, she always felt that he seemed to have changed, and he was often distracted in front of her. It would be better for them to divorce as soon as possible to avoid any more trouble.
…
After returning to the office, Wen Liang took out the divorce agreement from the folder, placed it in front of himself and stared blankly for a long time. Finally, he signed his name stroke by stroke.
Fu Zheng's heart is not with her, so why should she force him to stay?
Three years of marriage, just like that, ended.
From then on they were no longer husband and wife.
She called her assistant and said, "Send this document to Mr. Fu's office."
The assistant was holding the document and met Special Assistant Yang at the door of the president's office. He said, "Special Assistant Yang, this is the document from Director Wen to President Fu. Please take it in."
Special Assistant Yang took it and went in to report on his work. After finishing his report, he handed over the folder in his hand, "Boss Fu, this is the document Director Wen gave you."
Fu Zheng was startled, and asked casually when he took it, "What document is it?"
Special Assistant Yang didn't know either. "Director Wen didn't say anything. He just said you'll know once you see it."
Fu Zheng waved his hand, and Special Assistant Yang left the office.
He opened the folder and saw five big words: Divorce Agreement.
Fu Zheng's breathing stagnated and he quickly turned to the last page.
Wen Liang signed his name in the signature area, very neatly.
Fu Zheng had to admit that Wen Liang's signature was indeed very beautiful, just as the company's employees said.
This is also true when signing a divorce agreement.
Fu Zheng stared at the name for a long time before closing the folder and standing aside, leaning back in his chair and rubbing his brows.
…
Not long after, Wen Liang received a call from the old house.
"Aliang, it's me."
"Grandma! Why are you calling?" Wen Liang tried to make his voice sound normal.
"It's been a while since I last saw you. Grandma misses you. Remember to come back for lunch today. Grandma will make you your favorite braised pork."
"Okay, grandma, I understand." Wen Liang knew that the two old people must have known about the news, so he asked them to go over and ask clearly.
"Don't forget to invite Ah Zheng, and don't tell him he's busy with work. If he doesn't come, I'll beat his legs."
"Yes, yes, don't worry, grandma."
The old lady must have called Fu Zheng as well. When she got off work, she received a message from Fu Zheng, "Are you done with your work? Come to the garage when you are."
Wen Liang replied: Right away.
Wen Liang went to the garage, found Fu Zheng's car, opened the back door and got in.
The driver started the car.
The car was halfway there.
Fu Zheng glanced at Wen Liang and said calmly, "Grandma asked us to go back this time, probably because of the news. If nothing unexpected happens, I will find a chance to talk to them about the divorce."
Wen Liang felt a pang of pain in his heart. He nodded gently and silently watched the street scenes flashing by outside the car window.
He was so impatient, he must have been waiting for this day for a long time.
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