Chapter 435 This is the last time
Wen Liang was very angry.
Husband and wife are one. She hopes that no matter whether they are happy or sad, in adversity or prosperity, Fu Zheng will communicate with her, respect her choices, and support each other, instead of hiding everything from her and self-righteously arranging everything for her, while she can only obey like a machine.
He didn't trust her at all, and always did things according to his own ideas and acted arbitrarily.
With these words, she was deliberately stabbing Fu Zheng in the heart.
She must make him realize the seriousness of the consequences and change his habit of being arbitrary.
Secondly, she also wanted him to have a taste of what she felt at that time.
Wen Liang did it.
Fu Zheng was already heartbroken.
He stood there in a daze, staring deeply at Wen Liang, his face pale, his lips moving slightly, but he couldn't speak.
My heart felt like it was being cut into pieces by a knife, leaving it bloody and mangled.
"Aliang, you really don't want me anymore?" There was a hint of begging in his low voice, and his throat was hoarse as if it was filled with sand.
Wen Liang gently clenched her dangling fingers and lowered her eyes, "It's not that I don't want you, Fu Zheng, you pushed me away with your own hands."
"I was wrong. I shouldn't have kept it from you and shouldn't have acted on my own. Aliang, can you give me another chance?"
"I've given you many chances, Fu Zheng, but you didn't seize them once. What else can you ask of me?"
Fu Zheng froze, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and said with a fearless attitude, "This is the last time, okay? From now on, if I do anything to disappoint you again, I will never bother you again!"
"No, Fu Zheng, I won't believe you anymore. Why do you think I'll wait for you here? Sorry, I already have a boyfriend and I'm about to start a new life. So go back and pretend I don't exist."
After saying that, Wen Liang turned and left.
"No, Aliang, you can't sentence me to death like this!" Fu Zheng immediately stepped forward, grabbed Wen Liang's wrist, stared at her with burning eyes, his eyes slightly red, and begged.
Before Wen Liang could speak, a voice in English came from behind Fu Zheng, "Let go of my girlfriend!"
Richard strode forward, pulled Fu Zheng's hand away, blocked Wen Liang behind him, and looked at Fu Zheng warily, "What are you doing?"
Richard is at least 1.8 meters tall, and his deep eye sockets make his gaze look even sharper. Standing in front of Fu Zheng, he does not look at all weak.
The two handsome men faced each other, attracting the attention of passing employees.
Fu Zheng's gaze fell on Richard. He narrowed his eyes, his pupils sharp as an eagle, and looked at Richard from head to toe with a scrutinizing look.
Richard was also looking at Fu Zheng.
Not to mention in China, even in Philadelphia, Fu Zheng's facial features are very handsome, with superior eyebrows and eyes, no worse than Richard opposite him, and he is even taller than Richard.
Looking at him again, he was wearing a simple white shirt and suit pants, which looked crisp and stylish, and you could tell at a glance that they were not cheap items.
The manager saw the car he was driving in the morning. The brand and model of the car would cost at least three million.
In general, Fei's ex-husband is handsome, wealthy, and seems to be very affectionate towards Fei.
So why did Fei divorce him?
Richard was very curious.
Fu Zheng looked at Wen Liang behind Richard and said in Chinese, "He is your new boyfriend?"
Wen Liang took Richard's arm and said, "Yes."
Richard didn't understand Chinese, but he guessed what Fu Zheng was talking about and said seriously, "You are Fei's ex-husband, right? I am her boyfriend, Richard. She has nothing to do with you now. Please don't bother her anymore."
Fu Zheng met Richard's gaze, smiled mockingly, and said in fluent English, "I don't need you to interfere in what's going on between her and me!"
Fu Zheng didn't want to affect Wen Liang's work because he was too conspicuous at the studio entrance, so he stuffed the lunch box in his hand into Wen Liang's hand and said, "Go have lunch first. I'll pick you up later."
His tone was gentle, as if Richard beside him didn't exist.
Unexpectedly, Richard snatched the lunch box away and threw it into the trash can beside him. He raised his chin arrogantly and said, "Excuse me, I'm just here to pick Fei up for lunch. Forget about your lunch box!"
As soon as the words fell, the atmosphere suddenly became stagnant and a layer of frost formed around them.
Wen Liang felt a chill on his back and looked up at Fu Zheng secretly.
His face was calm, his eyes were as black as ink, and he stared at Richard for a while.
He didn't say anything, but he gave people an invisible pressure.
Wen Liang held Richard's arm and could clearly feel his muscles tighten slightly and tense up.
It was eerily quiet all around.
At that moment, Wen Liang was really afraid that Fu Zheng would punch Richard in the face.
But Fu Zheng didn't.
He smiled at Wen Liang and said, "Aliang, go have lunch first."
He looked at Richard again, "Mr. Richard, right? I want to talk to you."
Richard raised his eyebrows, "What do you want to talk to me about?"
"Just chatting. If you don't want to go, I won't force you." Fu Zheng's tone was a little provocative.
"Okay, I promise. Right here?"
"There are too many people passing by here. It's not good. Let's go to the fire escape."
"Okay then." Richard responded.
Seeing that they were treating her as if she didn't exist, Wen Liang immediately said, "No, you can't go."
She was afraid that Richard and Fu Zheng would have too much contact and it would be easy to be exposed.
Fu Zheng raised the corners of his lips slightly and looked at Richard with a smile.
Richard patted Wenliang's hand and gave her a reassuring look. "It's okay, Fei. Go eat first. Choose a restaurant and tell me. I'll come to you in a while."
As he spoke, he looked up at Fu Zheng, but his words were directed to Wen Liang, "As your boyfriend, I have the obligation to help you get rid of some annoying flies."
He's quite good at swearing.
Wen Liang's mouth twitched, and she winked at him, "Okay, then, don't talk for too long."
"Um."
Wen Liang looked at Fu Zheng again and warned, "I don't know what you want to talk about with Richard, but if you dare to do anything bad to him, I will never forgive you."
Fu Zheng lowered his eyes, his smile bitter, "You like him so much, how dare I?"
How dare he?
Wen Liang almost laughed out loud when he heard this.
He was even capable of plotting against Meng Ce, even at the cost of an innocent girl. What else could he not do?
"I hope you're telling the truth." Wen Liang said to Richard, "Then I'll go eat first. I'll tell you the restaurant on the phone."
"good."
Wen Liang left.
Fu Zheng looked up at Richard, his eyes dark, and stretched out an arm towards the fire escape, "Please."
Richard snorted coldly, strode forward, and opened the iron door of the fire escape first.
Fu Zheng followed in and closed the door casually.
"What do you want to talk to me about..."
Before he could finish his words, he heard a loud "bang" and a fist suddenly hit Richard in the face.
Richard was stunned for a few seconds, then took a few steps back, covering his nose.
He thought, no wonder Fei divorced her ex-husband.
It turned out that her ex-husband had a violent tendency.
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