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

"Well..." Wen Liang closed her eyes and couldn't help but put her hands on Fu Zheng's neck, responding to him enthusiastically.

The two people's fluids intertwined, and Fu Zheng slowly left Wen Liang's lips, pulling out a transparent and ambiguous silver thread from the middle, and finally broke from the middle.

He had a forbearing look on his face, his brows were very low, his eyes were fixed on Wen Liang's expression, and he adjusted the rhythm of his hands.

Wen Liang's eyes were slightly narrowed, his eyes were blurred, his face was flushed, and his red and moist lips were lightly opened, letting out a coquettish moan.

Fu Zheng's other hand immediately covered Wen Liang's lips, blocking her unspoken hum.

Wen Liang's beautiful eyebrows wrinkled slightly.

She closed her eyes, her breathing became more and more rapid, and an unbearable hum came from her throat.

Suddenly, her whole body froze, her eyes were closed tightly, her face was as beautiful as a flower, her whole body was so limp, her arms slipped weakly from Fu Zheng's neck, and she almost fell to the ground.

Fu Zheng supported her in time, pulled out his fingers, and wiped the liquid on her skirt casually. His voice was hoarse, "A Liang, are you feeling better?"

Wen Liang leaned against his chest, eyes closed, and didn't respond, as if she was asleep.

It seems that it should have eased a bit.

Fu Zheng held Wen Liang's waist to make her sleep more comfortable.

The helicopter landed on the rooftop near Jilong Hospital. Fu Zheng helped Wen Liang tidy up her clothes and immediately carried her to the hospital.

When Wen Liang woke up, it was already early the next morning.

The sun shone on her pillow.

She opened her eyes naturally, and what she saw was the snow-white ceiling.

The crisp chirping of birds came from the window, full of life.

She looked at the furnishings in the room. This seemed to be a hospital?

Wasn't she traveling on the Great Ocean Road?

Why are you in the hospital?

Wen Liang closed her eyes and tried to remember what happened last night.

With a "squeak" sound, the door opened and closed, and a set of footsteps walked in.

Wen Liang subconsciously opened his eyes and glanced, and happened to meet Fu Zheng's eyes.

Fu Zheng walked quickly to the bedside and asked, "I'm awake. How do you feel?"

"It's okay..." Wen Liang opened his mouth, his throat was dry and uncomfortable.

Fu Zheng immediately poured a glass of water, lifted Wen Liang's head and fed it to Wen Liang's mouth.

Wen Liang took two sips and turned away, "Why are you here?"

"Why am I here? Do you remember what happened last night?"

Wen Liang closed her eyes and thought about it for a few seconds, only vaguely remembering that she seemed to have been drugged.

She was confused and couldn't remember many things.

After a moment, she said softly, "Remember something."

She opened her eyes and looked at Fu Zheng coldly, "You are still following me, right? Fu Zheng, how can you let me go?"

Meeting her cold gaze, Fu Zheng froze.

Sure enough, the tenderness last night was just wishful thinking on his part.

Now that the medicine is over, she puts on her pants and refuses to recognize anyone.

His eyes were dark and he said in a deep voice, "If I hadn't followed you, do you know what would have happened last night?"

Wen Liang looked into Fu Zheng's eyes and gently opened his lips, "I know."

Fu Zheng paused, "You know?!"

Wen Liang looked away and looked out the window casually, "Isn't it just to sleep with He Ming? To be honest, I like him quite a lot. It's okay to meet him for one night. Aren't many adults like this now?"

When traveling, you meet someone who has the same eye, and you hit it off immediately, and it becomes a natural thing. You have a good night, but you part ways the next day, and you don't know each other when you meet again.

Hearing Wen Liang's words, Fu Zheng's face turned dark instantly, so dark that he turned blue.

His eyes were as deep as black holes, staring at Wen Liang, gritting his teeth and repeating, "You like him very much?! It's nothing to just meet him for one night?! Wen, Liang, tell me again?!"

Wen Liang turned his head and met Fu Zheng's eyes without flinching, "I really like him. He is young, handsome and sunny. He always calls me "sister" and makes me happy. It makes me suddenly become a lifeless person. Be young."

"So, I worked in vain yesterday and ruined your good deeds, right?" Fu Zheng squeezed out these words through his teeth.

"It's okay. You can make an appointment later for this kind of thing. I just want to tell you, don't impose your ideas and preferences on me. Just like you have been following me and thinking you are good to me, but in fact you are annoying me. You You think you saved me, but actually it means nothing to me, so I beg you not to follow me again in the future, okay?!"

Hearing the words "turn back and make an appointment", the blood in Fu Zheng's chest surged.

In fact, that is nothing to her? !

In order to get him to stop following her, she even used the word "beg"?

Fu Zheng gritted his teeth and said word by word, "Wen Liang! You weren't like this before! I shouldn't have let you go out to travel with Tang Shishi. Do you see what you have learned from her?!"

Wen Liang couldn't get used to Fu Zheng scolding Tang Shishi like this, so she glanced at him and said, "I've always been like this, did you just realize it? When I was on exchange abroad, I was much more open-minded than this..."

"Shut up!" Fu Zheng was furious, his eyes were scarlet, and the medical records and investigation results could not help but appear in his mind.

It is true that many international students have corrupted their private lives abroad.

Hearing Wen Liang say this, for a moment, he even really wondered whether Wen Liang had gotten pregnant by messing around during an exchange abroad. Wen Liang's uterine wall was thin, so he had suffered more miscarriages. That's why?

Fu Zheng straightened up, took two steps back, and looked at Wen Liang condescendingly, "You said that, don't you just want me to stop following you? Let me ask you again, are you sure you want to do this?"

The hands under the warm blanket clenched the sheets and said calmly, "OK."

"Okay, okay, okay," Fu Zheng said several good words in a row, and then laughed angrily, "Wen Liang, you win, whoever you want to date in the future has nothing to do with me, I will never follow you again !”

After saying that, Fu Zheng turned and left.

With a "bang" sound, the ward door closed.

The room fell silent in an instant.

Wen Liang stared at the ceiling in silence, his eyes turning red unconsciously.

She took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and swallowed the soreness in her throat.

Last night, his helplessness and forbearance seemed to be vivid in his mind.

She knows it all.

However, there is always one person between them.

Even if that person disappears now, they can't go back to the beginning.

She didn't want to get entangled with him anymore, so she could only use this method to cut through the mess quickly.

Him appearing in front of her again and again will only make her immersed in the past and unable to get out.

Fu Zheng, I'm sorry if I hurt you.

However, Fu Zheng should not be sad for long. His so-called love for her is just guilt and possessiveness. Just like many men will pester their ex-wives after divorce, not because they love her more, but just because of possessiveness.

After some time, he will figure out that he doesn't like her at all, but that he likes Chu Siyi.

This time Fu Zheng left completely.

She should be happy in her heart.

Wen Liang wanted to smile, but the corners of his mouth seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and they involuntarily bent down, revealing an expression that was uglier than crying.