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

Fu Zheng threw the phone aside and patted Fu Shifan's shoulder gently, "Fanfan, don't cry anymore, don't cry anymore..."

Fu Shifan lay in Fu Zheng's arms, sobbing.

Fu Zheng didn't know how to coax, so he kept patting her back, took two tissues from the table and gave them to her gently, waiting for her to slowly calm down.

Fu Shifan was wiping his tears while still whining in his throat.

"Be good, Fanfan. You can play with whoever you like, eh? You don't have to listen to your grandma."

Fu Shifan leaned on Fu Zheng's shoulder, her eyes were red, and there were tears on her eyelashes. Her voice was still choked, "Uncle, why doesn't grandma like Aunt Duck?"

Fu Zheng's face darkened slightly, he had also thought about this problem.

Since Wen Liang came to Fu's house, Fu Qingyue has never given Wen Liang a good look.

However, at first she just regarded the warmth and coolness as air.

Later, after her grandfather announced his marriage to Wen Liang, Fu Qingyue fiercely opposed it and even made a special trip back to China to make trouble with her grandfather. She must have also sought out Wen Liang in private.

After feeling defeated in front of these two people, Fu Qingyue came to him again and firmly asked him to refuse the marriage.

It wasn't until he said that he didn't want to disobey his grandfather and would definitely divorce Wen Liang in the future that she reluctantly calmed down.

From the beginning, the reason given by Fu Qingyue was that Wen Liang was of a bad background and was not worthy of him.

But there was no need to tell Fu Shifan about this.

Fu Shifan looked up at Fu Zheng doubtfully, as if he was a little confused.

Fu Zheng looked at Fu Shifan's little face and changed the subject, "Fanfan, are you willing to stay in Jiangcheng and go to school in Jiangcheng in the future? My uncle will take care of you from now on."

"I..." Fu Shifan pursed his lips and lowered his head.

Fu Zheng smiled, "Then let's not talk about this topic for now. Don't care about your grandma's words. Since you are here with your uncle now, then listen to your uncle's words and go where you want to play and play with whomever you want. "

He understood Fu Shifan's hesitation very well.

Fu Qingyue raised her from childhood to adulthood. Although they are separated by a generation, they cannot be separated emotionally easily, just like he did to his grandparents.

"Yes." Fu Shifan responded in a low voice.

"Okay," Fu Zheng picked up the tiger doll and stuffed it into Fu Shifan's arms, "Let's go to bed. Will you still play with aunt tomorrow?"

Fu Shifan shook his head in silence.

"Why? Because of what your grandma said?"

Fu Shifan lowered his head and crossed his fingers, "I don't want to make grandma angry."

As if she was afraid that Fu Zheng would be angry, she put her arms around Fu Zheng's neck, "I only have grandma as a relative. She is very good to me. I don't want her to be angry."

Hearing these words made Fu Zheng feel sour. He smiled at Fu Shifan and said, "Fanfan, you have more than one relative. Your aunt and I are also your relatives, and your great-grandmother is also your relative. Your preferences are the most important. , there is no need to restrain yourself and humiliate yourself for the sake of grandma.”

"Besides, your grandma is just scaring you, and will not really be angry with you. If your grandma is really angry with you, you should go to your great-aunt to complain and ask your great-aunt to discipline her!"

"Really? Will my great-grandmother support me? Just like Xu Ce's mother scolded him?"

"Well, your great-grandmother will scold her!"

Fu Shifan couldn't help but laugh when he thought of his grandma being scolded like a child by his great-grandmother.

"Happy?"

"Well." Fu Shifan leaned her head on Fu Zheng's shoulder and rubbed it like a kitten, "Uncle, you are so kind."

At this time, Fu Qingyue called again.

Fu Zheng hung up immediately and carried Fu Shifan upstairs.

After Fu Shifan fell asleep, Fu Zheng came out of the room, closed the door gently, walked to the living room downstairs, and called Fu Qingyue.

When the call was connected, Fu Qingyue's voice had calmed down and she asked, "Is Fanfan asleep?"

"Ah."

Fu Qingyue sighed, with helplessness in her voice, "Azheng, my aunt is doing everything for your own good, why are you so stubborn?"

"Except for Wen Liang, I am no longer remarried. Auntie, there is no need to say more. I called you back because I want to discuss Fanfan's affairs."

There was annoyance in Fu Qingyue's voice, "I think you are really fascinated by Wen Liang! Don't think that I don't know that Wen Liang can't have children, so you just want to keep Fanfan in the country and let her be Wen Liang's daughter?" ! Let me tell you, I don’t agree with this!!”

Fu Zheng's eyes narrowed, and his face was covered with a layer of frost, "How do you know?"

"She..." Fu Qingyue blurted out, wanting to say something but holding back, "That day after you said she had a miscarriage, I asked someone to go to the hospital for a check-up. It was because she could not regenerate that I firmly opposed your remarriage to her. Think about it for yourself, do you really plan to live without a biological child of your own for the rest of your life!?"

"Yes, I don't want anyone except Wen Liang in this life!" Fu Zheng said decisively.

"Auntie, I have planned to let Fanfan make her own choice when her vacation is over. If she wants to go back, I will send her back. If she is willing to stay in the country, I won't bother you anymore."

"You..." Fu Qingyue was so angry, "Don't you think about it, why can't she get pregnant again after she had an abortion? Maybe there were countless deaths in her belly, just for such a wanton woman..."

"aunt!"

Fu Zheng shouted angrily, "I call you aunt out of respect for my elders. It does not mean that I allow you to insult Ah Liang at will. Fanfan will stay here with me from now on, and follow someone like you who hates the poor and loves the rich, who doesn't know right from wrong." Being around other people may not be conducive to her growth!"

"Fu Zheng! You..."

Fu Zheng hung up the phone without waiting for Fu Qingyue to speak.

Fu Qingyue called again, but he refused to answer.

Fu Qingyue called one after another, Fu Zheng turned off the sound and put it on the table.

……

In the next two days, Fu Shifan didn't look for Wen Liang again.

Wen Liang was also very comfortable walking around Jiangcheng, taking pictures at will.

After returning home, she selected the photos she was satisfied with and posted them on the online platform.

The comments area was full of praises, most of them were just following the crowd, but a few people were seriously describing the scenery in the photos.

Wen Liang flipped through it casually and exited Weibo, just in time to see a message from Zhu Fan.

is a link.

Immediately afterwards, Zhu Fan sent another message, "Xiao Liangliang, take a look at this, I suggest you participate."

Wen Liang was not in a hurry to reply. He clicked on the link and jumped to a Weibo post.

The Weibo account is called: Mountains and Rivers - International Photography Competition.

With officially certified blue V.

The entire Weibo content is probably that the new Shanhe International Photography Competition has been launched, and photography enthusiasts are welcome to sign up.

It also introduces the collection time, classification of works, competition rules, award settings, judges and guests, etc.

Zhu Fan also said: "This photography competition is very valuable. It doesn't matter whether you can win or not, the important thing is to participate."

Wen Liang: "Okay, let me take a closer look."

In fact, she had already decided to participate.

Anyway, I have nothing to do, so it would be nice to participate in some photography competitions.

On Friday night, Fu Zheng called Wen Liang.

Wen Liang answered the call, and on the other end of the phone was Fu Shifan's milky voice, "Auntie, don't forget to pick me up tomorrow!"

"Don't worry, aunt will remember it!"