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

After ordering, Fu Shifan said she wanted to go to the bathroom. The bathroom was inside the restaurant. Wen Liang didn't think much and let her go by herself.

When he arrived at the toilet cubicle, Fu Shifan helplessly opened his watch and dialed Fu Zheng's number.

"Hey, Fanfan, have you arrived at the restaurant?" Fu Zheng's voice came from the phone.

"Yeah." Fu Shifan's voice was muffled.

Fu Zheng noticed something, "Fanfan, what's wrong? Are you unhappy?"

"Uncle, aunt said that we are going to have dinner with Meng Ce's family today."

Fu Zheng's expression changed slightly.

She was gentle to everyone, but she was so harsh to him.

Fu Shifan said in frustration, "Auntie said clearly yesterday that she didn't want to reply, but who knew she actually lied to me? Auntie also said she liked that Meng Ce, and if nothing happens in the future, he will be my uncle. Uncle, what should I do? Auntie is going to run away. Got it!"

Fu Zheng's face darkened, "Fanfan, did your aunt really say that?"

Doesn't Wen Liang like Zhou Yu? How could he suddenly like Meng Ce?

How long had she known Meng Ce and how many times had she met?

He didn't believe she could change her heart so easily!

"Really, uncle, I didn't lie to you."

"Fanfan, don't worry, uncle will find a way, and uncle will not let aunt be snatched away."

"Uncle, I believe in you, you must work hard."

Fu Shifan suddenly beamed, hung up the phone happily, returned to the box, and suddenly found an extra man in the box.

The man sitting opposite Wen Liang, with a delicate appearance, was smiling and talking to Wen Liang, showing two cute little tiger teeth. It was Meng Ce.

Fu Shifan pouted.

How can this man compare to his uncle?

He is not as handsome as his uncle, not as tall as his uncle, just like a skinny monkey, and not as rich as his uncle.

Why did my aunt fall in love with such a man?

The opening and closing of the door interrupted Meng Ce's words.

He turned to look at the little girl at the door, smiling kindly, "Little sister, are you in the wrong room?"

Fu Shifan shook his head and sat down next to Wen Liang, "I didn't go to the wrong room."

Wen Liang said apologetically to Meng Ce, "Sorry, this is my niece Fu Shifan. She is spending the holidays in China. Do you mind if I take her with me these two days?"

Meng Ce hurriedly said, "I don't mind, I don't mind, sister, your little niece is so cute!"

Wen Liang looked at Fu Shifan, "Fanfan, I praised you for being cute. Why don't you thank uncle quickly?"

Fu Shifan raised his head and said with a pure face, "Aunt, why do you call him Uncle Duck? Shouldn't it be brother? He looks much younger than you!"

Wen Liang: "..."

Meng Ce smiled and said, "You can call me brother, but I'm not much younger than your aunt."

Fu Shifan called Aunt Wenliang, which was easy to understand. Fu Shifan's surname was Fu, and she should be Fu Zheng's niece. She called her Aunt Wenliang. She didn't change her name for a while, and Meng Ce didn't care about this title.

"Brother, I have been abroad and have never eaten most domestic dishes. I ordered a lot just now. Auntie said it was your treat. Wouldn't you mind?"

Wen Liang lowered his head and glanced at Fu Shifan next to him. She was sitting on a chair, swinging her short legs and blinking her big eyes with an innocent and harmless look on her face.

But she always felt that Fu Shifan's words were strange and a bit teasing.

This little girl is so smart.

Meng Ce smiled and said no, "My brother has just returned from abroad and would like to try domestic food."

Fu Shifan tilted his head and asked, "Brother, do you also live abroad?"

"It used to be, but now I just moved back."

A dark light flashed in Wen Liang's eyes, this was a good time.

She asked casually, "Why did your family move abroad at that time?"

"It seems that my dad's job was transferred. It's been so long that I can't remember clearly."

"What does uncle do?"

"Renovation guy."

Wen Liang calmly changed the subject, "By the way, keep saying that you just joined Fu's internship."

"Oh, isn't it the third day now? I haven't officially started working yet. Two days ago, my manager asked me to understand the company's rules and regulations, as well as the software projects at hand. My internship project is a mobile game, and the creativity is quite good. , I feel like it might be popular." Meng Ce raised his eyebrows at Wen Liang, "Didn't my sister do marketing before? Have you ever thought about taking over this IP?"

Wen Liang smiled and said, "I want to take a rest, but I have no plans to do so at the moment. How do you feel now?"

"It feels very good. Although I am just an intern, the managers and seniors are very friendly. I was worried about being ordered around to get takeaways, make coffee, etc. None of these things happened. I briefly learned about the academic qualifications and resumes of my colleagues. , are all very good and a very humane company.”

Meng Ce accidentally broke into a conversation.

Since he was quite satisfied with all aspects of the company, why did he say that he had just gotten an internship and wanted to ask her about work matters?

Wen Liang didn't point it out, "It seems you are quite satisfied with Mrs. Fu."

Meng Ce smiled.

The waiter began to serve the dishes, one plate after another.

"Fanfan, what do you want to eat? Auntie will give you some." Wen Liang asked.

Fu Shifan stretched out his little head, looked at it again and again, then pointed with his little chubby hand, "I want to eat braised pork!"

Wen Liang gave her two pieces of braised pork.

"Sister, you eat too." Meng Ce gave Wen Liang a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs.

Wen Liang smiled and said, "Thank you."

She picked up the piece of candied pork ribs, put it in her mouth and nibbled it off.

When Fu Shifan saw it, he didn't even want to eat the braised pork.

She remembered that her aunt didn't even eat the grilled fish that her uncle brought to her aunt yesterday.

Hum chirp.

Meng Ce was very happy.

He originally thought Wen Liang would ignore it.

Does this mean that Wen Liang actually has a certain fondness for him? ?

Suddenly, Meng Ce's cell phone rang.

He glanced at the caller ID and said to Wen Liang solemnly, "Sister, I'll answer the call from our manager."

Wen Liang said considerately, "Go ahead, don't worry about anything important."

Meng Ce went out with his cell phone.

Fu Shifan snorted, "Aunt, why do you like him? He is not as good as uncle at all."

"Where is it better?"

"Face, body, money."

Wen Liang was helpless, "Fanfan, I told you, when looking for a partner, you can't just look at the appearance, but also the character and the inside. No matter how good your uncle is, our personalities don't match and we can't be together."

"Okay." Fu Shifan pouted, "I'm a child, I can't speak to you."

Wen Liang: "..."

A few minutes later, Meng Ce came back and said to Wen Liang apologetically, "Sister, I'm sorry, I have to go back to the company now."

Wen Liang asked with concern, "What happened?"

"There was a small problem with the project, and the manager assigned me a task. This was the first project-related task he gave me."

Wen Liang understood that when he officially came into contact with the project, he would definitely want to be more positive and be able to complete it successfully and give the manager a good impression.

"Then go quickly. By the way, why don't you pack some of these dishes and take them back?"

"No need, I've already paid the bill. You and Fanfan can eat slowly."

It felt a little painful when he paid the bill, but Meng Ce didn't want to be embarrassed in front of Fu Zheng's niece.

His appearance is not as good as Fu Zheng's, his figure is not as good as Fu Zheng's, and his money is not as good as Fu Zheng's, but there is one thing about him that is definitely better than Fu Zheng's. He likes warmth and coolness, and he will not cheat like Fu Zheng.

When others are kind to their wives, they may give her fifty-fifty if she has a hundred. He is kind to Wen Liang, and he would give a hundred if he has a hundred.

"Hey..." Wen Liang wanted to say something more, but Meng Ce had already left.

On the other side, after Fu Sheng hung up the phone to Meng Ce, he sent a message to Fu Zheng, "I did as you said."

After that, he still had to find a task for Meng Ce.