Mr. Fu, please stop being abusive. Madam has already signed the divorce papers.

The car stopped in front of a restaurant.

Typical Western style, these few English letters written on the wall are the name of the restaurant.

Under the leadership of the secretary, Wen Liang entered the restaurant.

The seats were packed, and it was obvious that this restaurant was doing very well.

As soon as he entered, Wen Liang saw Fu Zheng.

He was sitting in the restaurant, next to the aisle in the third row, wearing a black shirt, black suit pants, and his suit jacket was taken off and hung on the back of the chair.

He leaned against the back of the chair casually, with his legs crossed and his posture elegant.

As if sensing something, he looked towards the door and met Wen Liang's eyes.

Wen Liang walked over quickly, pulled out the chair, and sat down opposite him.

"Here you go. What did you do at home this afternoon?"

"Slept all afternoon."

"Then I shouldn't be sleepy tonight." Understanding Fu Zheng's overtone, Wen Liang glared at him.

The waiter came over with menus, one for each person.

Fu Zheng reported the names of several dishes in English.

He speaks English with a typical British accent, and his voice is deep and magnetic.

It reminded Wen Liang of the time when he was in school. Besides practicing his English listening, he listened to his English speech over and over again, transcribed the speech, imitated his speaking speed and tone, and read it over and over again, but couldn't help it. Satisfying.

After ordering, the waiter left.

Wen Liang rested his elbows on the table and propped up his chin, looking at the decoration of the restaurant boredly.

Fu Zheng also looked at her.

Her facial features are exquisite and beautiful, and her fair skin can be broken by blows.

There was a light smile on his face, and his eyebrows were cold and beautiful, like a clear water, calm and calm.

Half an hour passed, and several dishes were served one after another.

The first dish is caviar, crystal clear.

"The special caviar is the signature of this restaurant. Try it?"

Wen Liang nodded, ate the slice of bread, and spread a layer of caviar on it.

The round pieces of caviar are broken into pieces in the mouth, and the special taste comes from the tip of the tongue, slightly salty and slightly fishy.

"Really good."

Wen Liang didn't like eating caviar at first, but as time went by, he got better at it and thought it tasted good.

Wen Liang simply ate a small piece of bread and placed a plate of filet mignon in front of him.

As usual, Fu Zheng cut it into small pieces before serving it to Wen Liang.

After the main course, there are two desserts, strawberry mousse and Napoleon cake.

All of them were eaten by Wen Liang.

After coming out of the restaurant, the two walked around for a while.

There are also many intimate couples holding hands on the street. The two of them also attracted the attention of some passers-by.

There was a boutique next to it, and the two of them went in and took a look around. When Fu Zheng came out, there was an extra rubber band on his wrist.

It was already past nine o'clock in the evening when we returned to the villa.

Fu Zheng was very interested and took Wen Liang to do it once in the bathroom.

"No, not tomorrow." Wen Liang lay weakly on the bed.

There are a lot of them these days.

Wen Liang was afraid that it would be bad for the child.

It's also her fault for being a little greedy.

Thinking of this, she glanced at Fu Zheng.

"What's wrong?" Fu Zheng looked at Wen Liang while holding the kettle and pouring water.

"It's nothing."

This male vixen is really good at seducing people.

She could hardly control herself.

If Fu Zheng knew Wen Liang's inner thoughts, he might not be able to escape another night of torture.

Fu Zheng was on a business trip, and Wen Liang came for tourism. After Fu Zheng went to the branch office during the day, Wen Liang walked around New York by himself.

Occasionally, Fu Zheng would go shopping with Wen Liang after getting off work early.

After a few days, they prepared to return.

Fu Zheng asked his secretary to go back first, while he and Wen Liang stopped in Los Angeles to visit his aunt who settled in Los Angeles.

The old man and his wife have three children in total.

The eldest son is the father of Fu Zheng and Fu Yue. When Fu Zheng was young, he and his wife died in a car accident.

The second child is now a director of the Fu Group. He rarely interferes in company affairs. Instead, he opens a chain catering company and is busy with business.

The third child is my aunt Fu Qingyue who lives in Los Angeles.

Because she was the youngest and a girl, the old man and the old lady loved her very much, so that even though Fu Qingyue was already in her forties or fifties, she was still a little willful.

She is still unmarried.

The former old man and old lady were also extremely worried about her lifelong affairs, and asked her to look at various young talents.

But Fu Qingyue didn't want to get married, so the two elders had no choice but to let her go.

I heard that they adopted a child in recent years.

In the nearly ten years since she came to the Fu family, Wen Liang could count on two hands the number of times she had seen Fu Qingyue.

She was keenly aware that her aunt didn't like her. When Fu Qingyue came home for the New Year, when she saw Wen Liang, she just treated her like nothing.

Later, she married Fu Zheng, and Fu Qingyue returned to China once. He looked at her as if he were an enemy and even looked for her in private.

Fu Qingyue came to her just to ask her to leave Fu Zheng on her own initiative. Her status was not worthy of Fu Zheng.

At that time, Wen Liang was very happy to marry Fu Zheng and full of hope for the future. How could she shrink back because of Fu Qingyue?

The two parted unhappily.

Fu Qingyue should also have looked for Fu Zheng. I don't know what Fu Zheng said to Fu Qingyue, but Fu Qingyue never came back after that.

But Fu Qingyue liked Fu Zheng very much, even more than Fu Yue.

Fu Qingyue was very happy to learn that Fu Zheng was going to visit him.

"Aunt." Looking at the tall figure in front of her, Fu Qingyue showed a happy smile on her face.

Seeing Wen Liang next to Fu Zheng, Fu Qingyue's face showed displeasure for a moment.

This emotion was very shallow, but it was still captured by Wen Liang.

She smiled calmly, "Auntie."

Fu Qingyue looked away, returned her gaze to Fu Zheng, and said with a smile, "Come in."

Fu Zheng glanced at Wen Liang beside him, took her hand and walked into the room.

The living room is simple and warm.

Fu Qingyue poured two cups of hot tea, "Azheng, I'm very happy that you can come see my aunt. She didn't hurt you in vain when she was a child."

"It's time to come and see Auntie." Fu Zheng looked around the living room and asked, "Has Fanfan gone to school?"

Fanfan, whose real name is Fu Shifan, is Fu Qingyue's adopted child.

Wen Liang only knew that there was such a person, but he had never seen him before.

Fu Zheng had met Fu Zheng a few times. When he was on a business trip in July, he stopped by to visit Fu Qingyue. Coincidentally, Fu Qingyue was busy during those few days, so he helped take Fu Shifan for a few days. He liked the clever little girl very much.

"Well," Fu Qingyue nodded, "I'm having dinner here tonight. Fanfan is missing you."

Wen Liang was a little reserved and didn't talk much. Fu Zheng and Fu Qingyue were the ones chatting.

Fu Qingyue cared about the old man's health, and then asked about Fu Zheng's recent situation.

At this time, Fu Zheng got up and went to the balcony to answer the phone.

Only Wen Liang and Fu Qingyue were left in the living room, and the atmosphere became silent and stalemate for a moment.

Fu Qingyue sat next to him, his gaze passing over Wen Liang like a knife.

Wen Liang felt a slight chill all over his body.

She stood up and walked to the balcony door, waited for Fu Zheng to finish the call, then walked forward, "A Zheng."

Fu Zheng put the phone in his pocket, "Auntie, why don't you sit in the living room?"

"Can't sit still, aunt wants to ask you, what are your plans?" She glanced at Wen Liang in the living room, obviously asking about their marriage.