Both regretful and unwilling.
He Ting, however, didn't take it seriously. "In my opinion, you shouldn't have initiated the divorce. The most important thing between two people is love. All feelings are fostered through love."
Fu Qichuan was silent for a moment, "Is there any way to save it?"
He Ting suddenly had an idea: "Play the victim."
"Playing the victim?"
Fu Qichuan denied it, "It's useless, she won't buy it."
He Ting, "If soft tactics don't work, then I'll have to resort to hard tactics."
Is it hard?
Two days ago, he saw with his own eyes that he had driven her to the point of being unable to sleep or eat.
Later he consulted his psychologist, who said it looked like depression.
The serious kind.
He swirled his glass, feeling for the first time the feeling of being helpless.
There's nothing you can do about her.
But, should we put her together with Zhou?
He can't do it.
…
When I got home, Jiang Lai was half lying on the sofa playing games.
Seeing me come back, he was a little surprised, "Why are you back?"
"otherwise?"
I hung up my bag and walked over to the semi-open washbasin to wash my hands.
Jiang Lai was concentrating on playing the game. "It seems Zhou Fang is not doing well. Does his disability have a big impact?"
“There shouldn’t be any real disability.”
On the way back, I thought, "His condition looks more like he's injured and is still recovering."
If he was really disabled, his muscles would have atrophied in two years.
But Zhou Fang's condition was no different from that of a normal person.
Jiang Lai finished the game, and Chong looked up at him. Suddenly, his expression changed, "No, why did you change your clothes?"
“…”
I knew she was thinking the wrong thing, so I explained, "It was raining and I got wet, so I borrowed his cousin's clothes temporarily."
Speaking of this, I remembered that my wet clothes were left in his study.
I just put it aside at the time, and when I left in a hurry, I forgot to take it.
Jiang Lai nodded thoughtfully, "Does he know that you are divorced?"
"knew."
I smiled and took a bottle of mineral water from the refrigerator. "He thought that I spent my first two years living peacefully in the Fu family, being Mrs. Fu."
"Did you explain?"
"No."
I took a sip of ice-cold water to moisten my throat, kicked off my slippers, and sat cross-legged on the carpet. "How should I explain it? Tell him that I'm depressed? And that I've attempted suicide?"
Many people around me thought that I was suffering from depression because of him.
Not to mention that if he knew, he would only blame himself more.
"All right."
Jiang Lai muttered, "Shouldn't he just feel guilty? The more guilty he feels, the better it will be for you."
I lowered my eyes, "That's compensation, not love."
Besides, there's no need to drag another person into hell.
The next day, I sent the draft design to Jiang Yunshu's agent's email address.
The response speed over there is very fast.
It’s just that he is Jiang Yunshu’s boyfriend.
She called with a light voice, "Elena, I have received the design draft. Would you like to have dinner together later?"
She often gives me the feeling that she is not a person who is nearly ten years old.
More like a young man.
I stopped what I was doing and chuckled, "Teacher Jiang, is there something wrong with the design?"
"No, I'm very satisfied with the design. Please continue with the design."
Jiang Yunshu smiled and said, "I have a flight tonight to catch an announcement. Before I leave, I wanted to invite you to have dinner together. I don't know why, but I felt a strong connection with you right away."
"Then I'd rather obey than be disrespectful."
I smiled.
To be honest, I also have an indescribable feeling towards Jiang Yunshu.
Very reassuring.
In the evening, I finished the work at hand, said goodbye to Jiang Lai, and left the company with my bag.
Probably for convenience, we had dinner at the same 5-star hotel as last time.
When I arrived, there were bodyguards outside, and Jiang Yunshu and her agent were already in the box.
Jiang Yunshu asked me to sit on her right. "Order whatever you like."
I greeted him and sat down, smiling, "Okay, I'm quite familiar with Jiangcheng's specialties. Do you have any dietary restrictions?"
"No, just watch out."
Jiang Yunshu said, slapping his forehead. "Look, I almost forgot. Don't make it too spicy. My daughter prefers light taste. My assistant is helping her pack upstairs and will be down soon."
"OK."
It's light, but I understand it quite well.
After a while, we ordered the dishes and returned the menu to the waiter.
Agent Jing suddenly handed over her phone, "Yunshu, take a look at this property in Jingcheng. Isn't Chuchu's favorite in Jingcheng? How about buying her a house as a birthday gift?"
“It can only be a gift.”
Jiang Yunshu half-joked, his warmth radiating from within, "I choose every gift for Chuchu myself."
I could tell they were talking about her daughter, so I said, "Teacher Jiang is so good to her daughter."
"I owe her that."
Jiang Yunshu said guiltily, "As a child, I was too naive and often acted on impulse."
Hearing this, I didn't dare to ask any further questions. Just then, the door of the box was pushed open from the outside.
"Mother."
A well-dressed girl walked in and ran to Jiang Yunshu with a smile on her face.
When I saw her face clearly, my head was stunned.
I was a little surprised by her change of identity.
Two feet in front was Shen Qingli from the Shen family.
Suddenly, he became Jiang Yunshu's daughter?
Jiang Yunshu was afraid that she would fall, so he reached out to help her and said softly, "Why are you running so fast? Aren't you afraid of falling?"
"Mom, how's the discussion going between you and Sister Jing about me appearing on that variety show?"
She hadn't looked at me yet, but was just acting coquettishly with Jiang Yunshu.
Jiang Yunshu felt a bit of a headache, and Sister Jing quickly explained, "Chu Chu, the entertainment industry isn't as easy to break into as you think. You're your mother's daughter, and everyone in the industry will definitely praise you. But what about online? Words can truly cut people. How many celebrities have become depressed because of them? With your mother's family background, you don't need to wade into this muddy water."
"Let them scold me, I have my mom to spoil me anyway, I don't care what others think of me..."
As she spoke, her eyes accidentally swept over me, and she panicked for a moment, "W-why are you here?"
"She's my mother's dress designer, and she's very young and talented."
Jiang Yunshu frowned slightly, "What's wrong? Do you know each other?"
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