Chapter 14: The Scheme of Self-Torture

So what if I have money? My husband is still not home every day.

But if Fang Fei were to make her own choice, she would actually be very willing to live the kind of life that "only seeks glory and wealth, but not a trace of true love" instead of Fu Yining.

Fang Fei finally found something that could surpass Fu Yining. She was so proud that she pretended to comfort him. Unexpectedly, Fu Yining said, "If he doesn't come back, then don't come back. I don't care."

"……?"

Fang Fei's smile froze, and she curled the corners of her mouth: "Yining, are you too sad?" Otherwise, why would you say such a thing?

Fu Yining smiled and asked her, "How come? Do you really want to see me sad?"

"No, how could that be possible? We have been good friends for so many years, how could I wish you to be sad!"

Fang Fei was so angry, but she had to go against her own wishes and pretend to be happy: "Are you really not sad? That's great, I'm so happy for you if you can get over it!"

Fu Yining nodded: "Well, I'm glad if you think so."

Fang Fei: “…”

No, who is comforting whom?

Fang Fei picked up the teacup in front of her and took a sip, then took a deep breath and asked tentatively: "Yining, do you really not care about your husband anymore?"

Fu Yining's face was calm and composed: "Yes, what's the problem?"

There is a problem, a very big problem!

Fang Fei was anxious.

In the past, she could use Yu Zhili to control Fu Yining's emotions to achieve her own goals. Now that Fu Yining says she doesn't care, how can she control her?

Fang Fei's thoughts were in a mess, and she made up an excuse to hurriedly leave the Yu family.

Fu Yining looked at her fleeing figure in panic, and his smile became brighter.

Haha, I thought it would be difficult to deal with, but it’s just like this!

Standing at the door of the living room, Mother Hu couldn't help but spit at Fang Fei's back.

Bah, this shit-stirring guy is finally gone!

She was responsible for pouring water and tea for the guests, so of course she heard the conversation in the living room, especially Fang Fei's sour and gossipy remarks.

But today the lady finally wised up for once, recognized the true face of this bad woman, and chased her away!

Thinking of this, Mother Hu walked into the living room refreshed.

"Madam? Do you have any instructions now?" Just based on Madam's demeanor today, Mother Hu really decided to treat her well!

Fu Yining pointed in front of him and asked Aunt Hu to clean up the things on the table, while he went upstairs to rest for a while.

Dealing with outsiders is also very tiring!

Before going upstairs, Fu Yining saw Wang Yue coming over and told him, "Next time the Zheng family calls, don't tell me."

"What do you mean?"

"I just found a random excuse and said I didn't have the time or energy to entertain them."

"I see. Don't worry, I will take care of it."

"Um."

Fu Yining had no doubts about Wang Yue's ability to do the job. He said that he could do it well and would definitely do it very well so that no one could find fault with it.

So Fu Yining went back to his room on the third floor to rest peacefully.

Here, Song Qingyu quietly opened the door.

She stayed inside for quite a while, and no one came to inform her of the situation outside, so she thought of coming out to take a look.

Song Qingyu walked out lightly, leaned against the stair railing, listened and looked, and it seemed very quiet downstairs.

The maid who came up to clean the place was holding a broom in her hand. She turned around and saw Song Qingyu standing motionless on the stairs. She was shocked.

"Madam, what are you doing here?"

"Nothing, just take a look." Song Qingyu asked the maid: "Where's Mommy, is she still talking to Madam Zheng?"

"Madam has gone upstairs to rest, and Madam Zheng has also gone back."

"Okay, thank you."

After Song Qingyu understood the situation clearly, she did not intend to go upstairs to disturb Fu Yining's rest. She chose to go downstairs directly to the courtyard to see if the flowers she planted a few days ago had bloomed.

Song Qingyu: Pick a few nice ones and send them to mom!

Fu Yining: Snooze, I’m sleeping, don’t disturb me.

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It’s almost five o’clock in the afternoon, the time that workers look forward to the most after a busy day.

When the clock on the wall showed that it was ten minutes to five, everyone had already packed up their things and were waiting to leave their workstations, squeeze into the elevator and go home.

Their boss (Yu Mingze) was about the same age as them and was very understanding of their eagerness to go home, so he didn't arrange any unpleasant overtime for them.

If there is work, do it on the same day. If you can’t finish it, come the next day. In any case, you must leave work on time.

In the past, Yu Mingze would wait until all the employees had left before leaving the office to go home, so that he wouldn't have to compete with others for the elevator.

But today, all the employees had left, the elevator had been stuck on the first floor for a long time, and Yu Mingze showed no signs of coming out of the office.

Assistant Wu Ming also left. He waited in front of Yu Mingze's office and couldn't help but knocked on the door.

"Mr. Xiao Yu, aren't you going back yet?"

"You should go off work first. I still have something to do." Yu Mingze's voice came through a door.

Wu Ming had a date in the evening, so he didn't refuse.

"Then Mr. Yu, I'll be leaving first?"

"Um."

Listening to the footsteps outside gradually fading away, Yu Mingze leaned back in his chair and sighed deeply.

His mind became confused after Yu Zhili came to see him in the morning. He was always thinking about other things, so the work that should have been easily completed today has not been completed yet.

Yu Mingze was thinking, how come Song Qingyu was pregnant? If he and Song Qingyu divorced, what would happen to the child?

Give it to him or Song Qingyu. It would be inconvenient for everyone to take care of a child after becoming single again, right?

Do we have to ask Song Qingyu to abort the child?

Regardless of whether Song Qingyu would agree or not, just looking at his father's attitude, he would probably shake his head off.

Irritated!

Yu Mingze put his hands on his head and scratched it hard, making his neatly groomed hair messy.

The cell phone on the table suddenly vibrated. Yu Mingze picked it up and saw that it was Zheng Anran calling.

"Hello, Anran?"

Zheng Anran's soft voice came from the other end of the phone: "Mingze, are you done? What are we going to eat later?"

Eat? Yes, he even promised An Ran to take her out for dinner in the evening!

Yu Mingze sat up straight, combed his hair and apologized to Zheng Anran, saying that he was not done yet and would need some time.

"Are you still busy? Then I'll wait for you."

"An Ran, it's okay. If you're hungry, you can go eat something first."

"No!" Zheng Anran said coquettishly, "I want to eat with you."

Yu Mingze felt soft in his heart.

"An Ran, I'm working now and will come pick you up right away."

"good!"

After hanging up the phone, Yu Mingze sat up straight, forced himself not to think about Song Qingyu and the child, and lowered his head to continue working.

More than an hour later, Yu Mingze took the car keys and went downstairs to pick up Zheng Anran for dinner, but saw a familiar figure outside the company gate.