Chapter 160 He doesn't have this chance anymore
Coming out of the hall, a cold wind blew towards me, mixed with white particles.
It's snowing.
Wen Liang looked at the sky.
Fu Zheng looked at Wen Liang and asked, "Shall we go back now?"
Wen Liang looked at the sky. The snow seemed to be getting heavier, so it might not be safe to take the highway at this time.
"Stay here for one night and go back tomorrow when the snow stops."
"good."
Fu Zheng took off his coat and put it on Wen Liang's shoulders. Wen Liang was about to refuse when he heard Fu Zheng say, "You just came out of confinement, you should pay more attention to your health."
"Thanks."
"No need to thank me..."
Fu Zheng wanted to say, you are my wife, it’s my duty.
But I couldn't say these words after all.
They had been married for three years, and he had more than a thousand days and nights to call her his wife.
But he never shouted.
Now he doesn't have that chance.
Fu Zheng wished that this heavy snow would continue forever and never stop.
Then, they would stay here forever and would never return to the place that made her sad.
They won't divorce either.
But, hope is just hope.
The snow stopped at night.
The next day, they set out on their journey back home.
When we got off the highway, Wen Liang said, "Let's go back and get our documents and go directly to the Civil Affairs Bureau!"
She checked the time on her watch. "There's still an hour left. That should be enough."
Although he had known her feelings for a long time, Fu Zheng's heart still trembled when he heard this, as if it was blocked by something and he had nowhere to vent.
At this moment, his mood was as cold as the weather outside, freezing cold and as chilly as the snow.
He gripped the steering wheel tightly with both hands, exerting so much force that his knuckles turned white. His throat felt like it was filled with sand, making it hoarse and sore. He spoke with difficulty, "Okay."
The two returned to the villa, got their documents, and got back into the car.
Fu Zheng slowly started the car and drove to the Civil Affairs Bureau.
The car was extremely quiet.
Wen Liang looked at the street scene moving backward through the car window, and the memories of the past three years flashed through his mind like a passing scene.
She looked at herself in the reflection of the glass, as if she saw the sixteen-year-old Wen Liang, with only Fu Zheng in her eyes.
The twenty-five-year-old Wen Liang smiled at the sixteen-year-old Wen Liang and said, "I tried hard enough, but he just doesn't love me after all. You won't blame me, right?"
Suddenly, the car stopped.
Wen Liang came back to his senses and looked at the road ahead. "Is there a traffic jam?"
Fu Zheng glanced at Wen Liang in the rearview mirror and said, "Yeah."
Seeing Wen Liang continue to turn his head to look out the window, Fu Zheng closed his eyes and a ridiculous idea flashed through his mind.
He had nowhere else to go and didn't care whether it was ridiculous or not.
He quietly picked up his phone and sent a message to Special Assistant Yang...
Soon, Fu Zheng received a call from Special Assistant Yang.
Fu Zheng pressed the answer button and said pretentiously, "Hello, what's up?...Okay, I got it..."
After Fu Zheng hung up the phone, he looked up at the rearview mirror and met Wen Liang's eyes. A hint of apology flashed in his eyes, "Sorry, Aliang, I can't go to the Civil Affairs Bureau right now. There are some urgent matters at the company..."
"Didn't you resign?"
"Grandpa's will was announced, and the group held a shareholders' meeting to confirm me as the group's chairman..."
Wen Liang was surprised for a moment, then regained his composure, "Congratulations."
I can finally get rid of her, be with the one I love, and have a successful career, which is double happiness.
"Is it urgent? Can't it be done a little later?" Wen Liang asked.
"No," Fu Zheng looked at her apologetically, "A delay of even one minute will result in a loss of tens of millions or even hundreds of millions."
For a moment, Fu Zheng even hoped that Wen Liang was a complete gold digger.
Then, as long as he has money, she will never leave him.
It’s a pity that Wen Liang is not.
If Wen Liang was that kind of person, perhaps Fu Zheng would not like her.
Wen Liang lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, "Then let's do it in the afternoon. When will you be free in the afternoon?"
"Not sure." Fu Zheng answered ambiguously.
"Then go to the company instead. I'll wait for you in the cafe downstairs."
"Are you sure you want to wait for me?"
Fu Zheng was about to say that he would send Wen Liang home, but then he remembered that the time it would take to send Wen Liang home was almost the same as the time it would take to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau. If he said it, he would be exposed, so he quickly swallowed the words back.
"Well, I don't have anything to do anyway."
"Okay." Fu Zheng's throat rolled up and down. Seeing Wen Liang so determined to divorce, he felt sour and bitter in his heart.
It was clearly he who proposed the divorce, but now he was very reluctant.
Fu Zheng sent Wen Liang to the coffee shop opposite the Fu Building and hesitated for a moment, "It's almost noon. Will you come back to the company with me and rest in the lounge for a while?"
Wen Liang shook his head, "No, I've already resigned. It's not good to show up in the company again."
Fu Zheng's eyes darkened, so dark that water seemed to drip out.
Even though they were already public, she was unwilling to appear in the company with him again.
How much he missed the past when they ran together in the morning, had breakfast together, and came to work together.
"Okay." Fu Zheng ordered coffee and dessert for Wen Liang, looked at Wen Liang twice, and left reluctantly.
Wen Liang found a seat at the corner of the coffee shop and sat down, sipping his drink.
About half an hour later, a blue rider appeared at the entrance of the cafe carrying food and shouted, "Who's Wenliang? Your husband ordered takeout for you!"
The customers in the cafe all looked at the blue knight at the door, and then looked around the cafe.
Hearing the voice, Wen Liang stood up and went to the door to get the takeaway: "It's me, thank you."
The blue knight glanced at her, and it was similar to what he had described to the person on the phone, so he handed her the takeaway in his hand and said, "Enjoy your meal."
Wen Liang returned to his seat and opened the takeaway package.
She and Fu Zheng often had lunch together at the company. Fu Zheng knew her taste very well and ordered her favorite stir-fried dishes.
The guests looked away as Wen Liang returned to his seat.
Some drink coffee and eat dessert normally.
Some began to whisper to each other.
After all, it is just opposite the Fu Building, so it is inevitable that there are people who have heard of Wen Liang and Fu Zheng.
Facing those various gazes, Wen Liang looked at them indifferently.
Across from the Fu Building, the chairman's office is more spacious and has a brighter view than the president's office. A huge floor-to-ceiling window facing the street can almost take in the entire Jiangcheng. Naturally, you can also see the coffee shop across the street clearly, but the floor is too high, so Fu Zheng specially took a telescope.
He watched Wen Liang finish his lunch and wait quietly in the cafe.
Fu Zheng felt an indescribable anxiety in his heart.
What should he do?
Fu Zheng smiled bitterly.
He was the one who took the initiative to let go.
But it turns out that waiting until the moment of letting go is so difficult!
He regretted it!
He doesn't want a divorce, not at all!
Fu Zheng closed his eyes, and another bad idea came to his mind.
…
An hour after Wen Liang had lunch, he received a call from the driver.
"Hey, ma'am, where are you? My husband asked me to take you home."
Wen Liang frowned slightly, "Where are the others?"
"My husband got drunk at a social gathering and has been sent home."
Wen Liang told his address, and the driver arrived quickly and took Wen Liang home.
As soon as Wen Liang entered the living room, he asked his aunt, "Where is the husband?"
"The husband is drunk and sleeping upstairs." The aunt said this, but she thought to herself that she did not intend to deceive the lady.
Wen Liang walked up to the second floor doubtfully, opened Fu Zheng's door, and smelled a strong smell of alcohol.
Fu Zheng was lying on the bed with his clothes on, sleeping soundly.
"Fu Zheng?" Wen Liang walked to the bedside and called him, "Fu Zheng?"
Fu Zheng on the bed frowned and continued to sleep.
It seems that he is really drunk.
Wen Liang shook his head and laughed at himself.
She almost thought that this was Fu Zheng's way of delaying things.
How is that possible?
After the divorce, he can be with Chu Siyi.
Wen Liang turned and left.
Suddenly, Fu Zheng took her hand and whispered softly in his sleep: "Aliang, I love you."
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