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

Fu Zheng looked up and looked at Wen Liang from a distance, "I don't have any special plans."

Fu Qingyue was surprised, "Didn't Chu Siyi return to China?"

"Yes."

"Then you won't divorce her?"

"Auntie, I have an idea about this matter."

"Auntie, aren't you afraid that you will be wronged? You are the best child of our Fu family. Not only is your wife a well-matched wife, she must also be a daughter of a wealthy family. Wen Liang is not worthy of you at all. How can you get a wife like this? The same goes for your grandfather. I don’t care about anyone, I just bring it all to my house, and even get you two together to do some random things!"

"Auntie, I don't feel wronged. Don't mention this matter again in the future."

Fu Qingyue looked at him with disapproval, "Didn't you say at that time that you would definitely divorce her?"

"aunt!"

Fu Zheng glanced at Wen Liang warily.

She probably didn't hear it.

"Hey, you are old and have your own concerns." Fu Qingyue turned and left the living room.

Fu Zheng sat down next to Wen Liang again, "My aunt has such a character and has been willful for decades, so don't mind."

Wen Liang smiled, "I know, I won't care if we can't see you twice a year."

In the evening, Fu Zheng replaced Fu Qingyue and went to pick up Fu Shifan from school.

Wen Liang didn't want to sit at home and stare at Fu Qingyue, so she followed Fu Zheng.

Wen Liang asked on the way, "How old is Shifan and what grade is he in?"

Fu Zheng said, "She is four years old and still in kindergarten."

Wen Liang raised his eyebrows, "Four years old?"

She didn't expect Fu Qingyue to adopt such a young girl.

"Well, so he calls his aunt grandma and calls me uncle."

The car was parked in the parking lot next to the kindergarten, and Fu Zheng stood beside the car door. He had a slender figure in a suit and leather shoes, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist.

He put one hand on the roof of the car. As he moved, the well-fitting suit outlined his clear shoulders, and his tight muscles were looming.

The attraction of a mature man is always revealed unconsciously.

The area where Fu Qingyue lives is an area where Chinese people gather in Los Angeles.

Most of the students and parents in this kindergarten are Chinese.

Some familiar parents came forward to say hello to Fu Zheng.

When school was over, the children lined up one by one out of the kindergarten gate and ran to their parents.

Fu Zheng was carefully identifying the children. At this moment, a small pink cannonball rushed over, flew into Fu Zheng's arms and hugged his legs. He raised his little face and shouted loudly: "Uncle! You came to see me. !”

Fu Zheng leaned down and easily picked up Fu Shifan, "Yes, uncle is here to see you. Do you miss uncle?"

Fu Shifan put her arms around Fu Zheng's neck, kissed Fu Zheng on the face, and said in a sweet voice, "I want to."

Fu Zheng smiled and opened the back seat door. I want to take my uncle's passenger seat.

"You're too young. You can't sit in the passenger seat until you grow up."

Fu Shifan said childishly, his dark eyes rolling, "Then uncle's co-pilot should be kept for me!"

Fu Zheng smiled, said nothing, and put Fu Shifan in the back seat.

Fu Shifan had just settled down when Wen Liang, who was sitting in the front passenger seat, turned to look back and said with a smile, "Hello, Fanfan."

When Fu Shifan saw Wen Liang, his eyes froze and his mouth tightened, "Who are you? Why are you sitting in uncle's passenger seat?"

Wen Liang was so cute by her angry expression, "I am your uncle's wife."

Fu Shifan's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Don't believe it? If you don't believe it, ask your uncle."

She looked at Fu Zheng, who had just sat in the driver's seat, and pursed her lips, "Uncle, is this woman your wife?"

Fu Zheng fastened his seat belt, looked at the rearview mirror and nodded, "Yes, she is my uncle's wife, you should call her aunt."

Fu Shifan looked sad and sighed like a little adult, "Uncle, I don't like you anymore! I'm ignoring you! Huh! ╭(╯^╰)╮"

Wen Liang smiled, unbuckled his seat belt, got out of the passenger seat, opened the rear door and got in, "I'll sit in the back with Fanfan."

The little girl was so precocious that she glanced at Wen Liang and said, "You are my love rival!"

Wen Liang looked at his serious expression and couldn't help laughing, "Well, I am your love rival."

At this moment, Fu Zheng's cell phone rang. He put on his Bluetooth headset and answered the call, "...what's going on?"

The voice suddenly dropped, with some serious questioning.

Wen Liang saw his frown in the rearview mirror.

I don't know what was said on the other end of the phone, but Fu Zheng said directly, "Okay! Don't make excuses, stabilize the person first, and I will deal with it later!"

After saying that, he hung up the phone, took off his Bluetooth headset and threw it into the storage box.

"What happened?" Wen Liang asked?

"An employee at the New York branch made a mistake at work, and I have to go back to deal with it." Fu Zheng looked at Wen Liang in the rearview mirror.

"How long are you going?"

"Two days. What do you plan to do? Come with me?"

"The National Day holiday is coming to an end, I'll go back to Jiangcheng first."

"Okay, I'll ask the secretary to pick you up when you get there."

"Ah."

"Where is Jiangcheng?"

The little girl next to him eavesdropped on the conversation between the two.

Fu Zheng smiled and said, "Didn't Fanfan ignore uncle?"

"Humph." Fu Shifan raised his chin, "I didn't ask you, I asked my aunt."

Wen Liang looked at his clever look, looked at each other with Fu Zheng, and said with a smile, "Jiangcheng is in country Z. It is the hometown of your uncle and your grandma. If you have a chance, you can ask your grandma to take you back to have a look. .”

The little girl nodded and said seriously, "Definitely."

The child's mood changed quickly and he ignored Fu Zheng. He couldn't help but share interesting things about himself at school with Fu Zheng on the way.

Once you get to know her, you'll realize that this girl is a chatterbox.

Back at Fu Qingyue's house, Wen Liang took Fu Shifan down and led her into the house.

While walking, the little girl suddenly stopped and looked up at Wen Liang.

"Why don't you go?"

"Why are you so beautiful?" Fu Shifan suddenly tilted his head and said with a distressed look on his face.

Hearing the child's compliment, Wen Liang smiled slightly and said, "Fanfan is beautiful too."

Fu Shifan shook his head and sighed with a sad face, "I am very beautiful, but you are older than me. What should I do to snatch my uncle away from you?"

Wen Liang couldn't help laughing when she saw his frowning face like an adult, "Uncle will always be your uncle."

"But I want to be his wife."

Wen Liang knew Tong Yan Wuji, but still glanced at Fu Zheng's back, his eyes like knives.

This male vixen doesn't even spare children.

After a while, Fu Shifan came to her side again and whispered, "My grandma doesn't seem to want you to be my aunt."

Wen Liang didn't expect that a four-year-old child like her would be so sharp. How did you tell that?

Fu Shifan pursed her lips and said, "My uncle came over during the summer vacation. It seems he came to meet another aunt. I wanted to follow, but my uncle wouldn't let me."

She looked around like a thief and said in a sweet voice, "My grandma likes that aunt very much."

"Thank you for telling Auntie this. Fanfan is so smart. But this is an adult matter and we will take care of it."

"Hey, handsome men are all troublesome, and my uncle is no exception." The little girl looked troubled.

Wen Liang smiled and rubbed her forehead.

The other aunt she mentioned should be Chu Siyi.

Wen Liang had known for a long time that he was on a business trip to see Chu Siyi in July, but now that he heard Fu Shifan mention it, he didn't feel much excitement in his heart.