Chapter 195 I Just Want You to Stay Away from Me
"I saved you, and all you said was a thank you, and then you drove me away. Aliang, are you sure you want to cross the river and then destroy the bridge like this?"
Wen Liang was speechless for a few seconds. "Just think of it as me breaking my promise. Didn't you break your promise? You said you wouldn't follow me anymore. Don't tell me you were on a business trip and happened to be at the airport?"
"If I hadn't followed you, you wouldn't know how badly you'd be hurt! One moment you lost your wallet, the next you got hurt. How can I be at ease with you?"
"We're divorced. My affairs have nothing to do with you. You don't have to worry about it."
"you--"
Fu Zheng's face suddenly turned gloomy, and his eyes became dark.
Wen Liang's face turned pale and he subconsciously took a step back.
Fu Zheng took a step closer and said in a serious voice, "Say what you just said again!"
Wen Liang took a step back with a flicker in his eyes. "We're already divorced. My affairs have nothing to do with you. You don't have to worry about it."
His voice was trembling and he seemed to be lacking confidence.
Fu Zheng's face became even uglier and darker.
Wen Liang wanted to retreat further, but found that he had reached the wall and had no way to retreat.
She moved to the side little by little like a little quail with its head tucked in.
Fu Zheng stretched out his big hand, pinched Wen Liang's chin, and lowered his head to kiss her.
The handsome face in front of him suddenly enlarged. Wen Liang was stunned for a moment, then reacted and pushed him hard.
“Mmm…”
Fu Zheng's shoulders were like a solid wall of steel. No matter how Wen Liang struggled, he remained motionless.
He sucked on her cool, soft lips obsessively, his tongue moving freely between her teeth.
The hot breaths entangled with each other, and the warm and cool breaths became rapid, making it increasingly difficult to breathe.
Fu Zheng took the opportunity to push open the cool teeth and easily slipped his tongue in.
“Hmm—”
Wen Liang closed his eyes and bit hard.
Fu Zheng groaned in pain, but did not withdraw. Instead, he deepened the kiss, letting the smell of blood spread in their mouths.
Suddenly, something fell on the overlapping lips, and I took a sip of it with the tip of my tongue. It tasted salty.
Fu Zheng immediately let go of Wen Liang, only to see that Wen Liang's eyes were red and tears were streaming down her face.
Fu Zheng panicked instantly and frantically helped Wen Liang wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes. "Aliang, Aliang, I'm sorry, it's my fault, I deserve to die, please don't cry, please don't cry, I'm sorry..."
Wen Liang just shed tears silently without crying out loud. The oppressive and suffocating feeling made Fu Zheng breathless and heartbroken.
"Aliang, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have forced you. You can hit me or scold me, but don't be silent."
"Is there any point in beating you, scolding you? Will you listen to me?" Wen Liang's eyes were calm as she wiped away her tears. "No! You say you like me, but you only treat me like an object. You don't respect me at all!"
"You will still follow me and monitor my life against my will. My life has no freedom or privacy at all. You can do whatever you want. This kind of life is meaningless..."
Hearing Wen Liang's last words, Fu Zheng's heart was in a state of panic. "Aliang, I just want to see you. If you don't like it, I won't follow you. Don't cry. I will agree to whatever you want."
"I just want you to stay away from me!" Wen Liang's eyes were filled with tears, and they overflowed with a slight blink.
She finally made up her mind to divorce him and let him go.
He insisted on coming to bother her, disturbing her life and messing up her mood.
Fu Zheng's face was filled with frustration. After a moment, he said in a bitter voice, "Okay, I promise you."
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The next day, Wen Liang and Tang Shishi signed up for a two-day tour of the Great Ocean Road.
They signed up for a Chinese-language tour group, and the tour guide and tourists in the group were all Chinese.
The starting point of the tour group was Geelong. Originally there were about ten people on the bus, sitting scattered around. However, because they met compatriots on the other side of the ocean, they did not feel any sense of strangeness and chatted with each other familiarly.
Seeing Wen Liang and Tang Shishi get on the bus, the bus was quiet for a moment, and then the talking continued.
Wen Liang and Tang Shishi chose a seat and sat side by side.
The young man in the front seat greeted them with a smile, "Ladies, where are you from? Are you in Australia for work or tourism?"
The companion next to the young boy looked at Wen Liang a few times, said nothing, and turned away.
The uncle in front of the young boy was also enthusiastic, "Looking at your ages, you two don't look like students."
Tang Shishi smiled and said, "We're here for tourism. We're from Jiangcheng. How about you guys?"
As soon as the topic of hometown is brought up, the tourists in the car become lively, reporting their provinces and trying to identify fellow villagers. If they can't identify any fellow villagers, they try to get close to them, for example, "I have a friend from your place..."
Then seven or eight more people got on the bus. The tour guide called out their names, closed the door and set off.
After the car started, the cabin became much quieter, with everyone doing what they needed to do.
Some people were chatting with friends, some were listening to music with headphones, and some were taking pictures of the scenery along the way with cameras.
The young man's companion turned his head and looked back, then nudged the young man with his elbow and lowered his voice, "Hey, those two girls in the back, the one inside seems to be Wenliang."
"Who is Wen Liang?" The young boy didn't react at first.
"Have you forgotten? It's Fu Zheng's wife!"
The young man remembered and looked at his companion in surprise, "Is it really that Wen Liang?"
"I think it's her. The person next to her is her friend, makeup artist Tang Shishi."
When the news about Fu Zheng and Wen Liang first broke out, they chatted about it in the dormitory. They envied Fu Zheng for being able to reincarnate and be born at a destination that ordinary people would never reach in their lifetime.
The young man was curious, "If I remember correctly, didn't she divorce Fu Zheng some time ago?"
"Yes," the young man's companion sighed and muttered quietly, "She will definitely get a lot of property from Fu Zheng, and she's also a small wealthy woman! Although she's a second marriage, she's young and rich. However, those people in the wealthy circle probably won't marry her. After all, they have money, so they might support a young man. Whoever can get close to her can save decades of hard work."
The young boy quietly turned his head and looked back.
Wen Liang was talking to Tang Shishi. The lines of her profile were smooth and perfect. I don't know what they were talking about, but when she smiled, her eyebrows were curved, her lips were red, and her teeth were white. She didn't look like a divorced woman at all.
Even if she had no money, he would still want to pursue her as his girlfriend based on her looks, not to mention that she was a rich woman...
The young man's companion added, "Her husband cheated on her, and she just got divorced. She's very vulnerable, so it's easiest to take advantage of her. Accompany her through this difficult time, just give her food and shelter, and you're basically done."
The speaker may not mean it, but the listener may take it seriously.
The more the young boy thought about it, the more excited he became.
If he could really win over Wen Liang, he wouldn't have to work so hard to find a job and make money!
The young boy couldn't help but observe himself through the turned-off mobile phone screen. He thought he looked good and had the image of a cute little boy that the older girls liked. There were many girls chasing after him in school.
He secretly made up his mind.
Because the tour group had two days and plenty of time, the bus made a brief stop at Anglesey Beach.
At noon, the bus arrived in Lorne. The tour guide and the driver brought out the barbecue grills and prepared to have a self-service seafood barbecue on the beach.
There are not many barbecue grills, so you need to group according to the number of people.
The young boy took the initiative to pull his companions to form a group with Wen Liang and the others. He was polite and enthusiastic. "Two sisters, you guys go play on the beach. Leave the skewers and grilling to us!"
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