Chapter 47 The Difference Between Love and Not Love
When Wen Liang heard the word "cooking", he was stunned for a moment.
In her mind, Fu Zheng could not be associated with cooking at all.
"Aliang, you might not know this, but Fu Zheng's cooking skills are actually quite good. He lived alone outside during college and became a very good cook. He often cooked for me."
Wen Liang knew that Chu Siyi said this to her on purpose to provoke her.
But Wenliang's heart was still hurt.
A man who is willing to cook for the one he likes must love her very much.
But in the three years they had been married, Fu Zheng had never cooked, and even Wen Liang didn't know he could cook.
She heard that cooking can enhance the relationship between couples. Since there is an aunt at home, Wen Liang would occasionally cook for herself, but Fu Zheng has never helped her.
This is the difference between love and not love.
Wen Liang endured the pain in his heart and said, "Give the phone to Fu Zheng. I have something to ask him."
"What is it? I can ask for you."
This is a naked provocation. She and Fu Zheng are still husband and wife. She wants to ask Fu Zheng questions, but she has to go through Chu Siyi. Isn't this ridiculous?
Even if Wen Liang is thinking about divorce now, it is impossible for him to let Chu Siyi take advantage of him.
"Give the phone to Fu Zheng! I have something to ask him, ask him in person!"
Chu Siyi was about to say something when Wen Liang interrupted her directly, "This phone has automatic recording. If you don't want me to play this recording to Fu Zheng, just give him the phone."
Chu Siyi knew that Fu Zheng would never break up with her over such a small matter, but she still wanted to maintain a good image in front of Fu Zheng, so she could only take Fu Zheng's phone to the kitchen.
The phone was not hung up for more than ten seconds, and Chu Siyi's voice came from the microphone again.
"A Zheng, A Liang called you."
"You hold it. I don't have any hands now. Did she say anything?" Fu Zheng's voice was not very clear.
"I just asked her, but she didn't say."
Fu Zheng seemed to move closer to the phone, "Wen Liang, what's going on?"
"Fu Zheng, where's my phone?"
"Here I am."
"What are you doing with my phone?"
"I left my phone at the club. I used your phone to contact someone at the club to send it back. I was in such a hurry to leave that I accidentally left it with me. Sorry."
Chu Siyi lowered her eyes, her eyes darkening. So, Wen Liang can't see the trending searches anymore?
Did Fu Zheng carry Wen Liang's phone with him accidentally as he said, or did he do it on purpose because he didn't want Wen Liang to see the trending search?
Wen Liang then realized that it was Fu Zheng's phone that was left at the club. "Can you find someone to return my phone now?"
Fu Zheng shook his head, "I'm afraid it won't work."
"So where are you now? I'll ask someone to get it."
"I'm at Siyi's house now, but we're going out in a while."
"Put your phone at the door."
"There's nothing at the door, and it will be taken away."
"Then why don't you give your phone to the security guard at Chu Siyi's residential complex?"
"No, when I came here today, I saw no one at the gate. I guess the security guard is on leave."
Wen Liang: “…”
"Is this true?" Wen Liang was suspicious.
"Of course it's true, why would I lie to you?"
"Okay then, when will you be back?"
"I don't know. It depends."
Wen Liang was so upset that he hung up the phone.
"Forget it, if I don't have a cell phone, then I don't have a cell phone."
Auntie said cautiously, "Madam, why don't you use my phone?"
Wen Liang shook his head and returned the phone to her: "No need."
On the other end of the phone, Chu Siyi returned the phone to the main interface, turned off the screen, put it in Fu Zheng's pocket and asked, "Zheng, why did you answer like that?"
There is a mailbox at the door of her house, and the security guard did not ask for leave.
Fu Zheng's move obviously meant that he didn't want Wen Liang to get the phone.
Fu Zheng said calmly, "I'm afraid she'll clarify after seeing the news, which will affect you. I'll try to delay it for as long as possible, and then I'll persuade her not to clarify. Even if she insists on clarifying it, no one will believe her."
Chu Siyi heard this, a hint of pride flashed in her eyes, and she said guiltily, "But this is not good for Aliang. Azheng, why don't we help her clear it up? I don't want to go on like this, even if I get scolded, it doesn't matter."
Fu Zheng smiled at her and said, "Don't say such things again. I promised to protect you. Wen Liang is an amateur, and netizens will stop scolding her after a few days. You are different. If you clarify, it will definitely affect your career."
Moreover, given Chu Siyi's current mental state, she may not be able to withstand online violence.
"But……"
"Don't say buts. Don't blame yourself or feel guilty. It was me who didn't let you clarify. If Wen Liang wants to blame someone, it should be me. I will handle this matter."
Chu Siyi hugged Fu Zheng's waist from behind and put her face on his back, "Zheng, you are so good to me."
"Okay, go out and wait, the meal will be ready soon."
"Yeah." Chu Siyi left the kitchen.
Fu Zheng turned his head to look at her back, stood there blankly for a few seconds, then turned around and continued cooking.
He lied.
He was not afraid that Wen Liang would clarify the matter after seeing the news on his phone, but he was afraid that Wen Liang would be sad after seeing the comments on the Internet.
But for some reason, when Chu Siyi asked him, he subconsciously lied.
"Madam, are you going out?"
"Well, today is my grandfather's memorial day. I'm going to pay my respects to my grandparents." Wen Liang smiled at his aunt and walked out of the living room.
Wen Liang's grandparents were from the countryside, and they were originally buried there. Now, more than a decade later, their village has been developed, so Wen Liang moved their graves, along with his father's, to a cemetery on the outskirts of the city.
On the way to the cemetery, Wen Liang bought three bouquets of flowers, some paper money, etc.
Her grandfather passed away when she was nine years old. Seventeen years have passed, and Wenliang's impression of him has faded unconsciously. Only his short and thin back and a few warm fragments remain in her mind.
When they arrived at the cemetery, Wen Liang placed three bouquets of flowers in front of the graves of his grandparents and father, and burned some paper money for them.
She sat in front of her father's grave, looking at the cold tombstone that was no different from the surrounding ones. As soon as she closed her eyes, the tragic car accident before her father's death emerged in her mind.
Ten years have passed, but she still can't forget it.
If her father had not risked his life to push her out, she would have died long ago.
She may gradually forget her grandparents as time goes by, but she will never forget her father.
He is the greatest father in the world.
After divorcing his mother, he did not remarry.
When I was little, I remember that my grandparents advised him to marry another wife, but my father refused.
He said that people's hearts are hidden, and no one knows what the new person will be like, and whether she will treat Aliang badly. I am busy with work here and don't have the energy to maintain another marriage.
Wen Liang's father, Wen Yongkang, is a journalist. He often has to travel to various places on business, so he left Wen Liang to be raised by his grandparents.
Wen Liang didn’t understand him before, but as she grew up and knew what her father was doing, she understood his persistence.
Reports about Wen Liang's father could still be seen in some newspapers many years ago.
It was also during an interview that he met Mr. Fu and became a close friend regardless of age difference.
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