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

Wen Liang walked towards the clothes hanger.

Fu Zheng took the down jacket first and wrapped it around her.

As soon as I left the studio, a biting chill hit my face.

"Get to the car quickly."

Fu Zheng wanted to hold Wen Liang's hand, but she avoided him.

He froze for a moment and had to walk quickly to the car and help her open the back seat door.

Wen Liang held up her skirt and sat in.

Fu Zheng immediately closed the door and got in the car from the other side.

The car had plenty of heating on.

Outside the venue, Wen Liang took off his down jacket and followed Fu Zheng.

When he reached the door, Fu Zheng suddenly stopped, bent his arms, and glanced at Wen Liang.

Wen Liang raised his eyebrows, raised his arm and crossed the gap, leading him into the hall.

"Mr. Fu," the host of the reception responded immediately with an apologetic smile, "It really makes Li proud to have you here!"

Fu Zheng has many assets under his control, such as Yusheng, a cutting-edge enterprise in the technology field in recent years, the real estate company that contracted the landmark building in the High-tech Zone, the tallest office building in the city center, and the Jinding Building with the highest annual transaction volume in Jiangnan.

Therefore, even if he is not the president of Fu Group, people still flock to him.

"Mr. Li is polite."

"Is this Miss Wen?" Mr. Li didn't dare to recognize her.

After all, they had just divorced not long ago, and now they appeared at a reception together.

That should be an amicable divorce, right?

"Hello." Wen Liang nodded and smiled.

"Mr. Fu, please come inside."

"it is good."

Fu Zheng and Wen Liang walked slowly inside.

"Mr. Fu, long time no see..."

"Hey, Mr. Fu is here with his younger siblings..."

"..."

Many men in suits and ties came up to greet Fu Zheng with wine glasses.

In the past, the female companion who attended business cocktail parties with Fu Zheng was his secretary. The secretary knew the people attending the banquet in advance and often got twice the result with half the effort in communication.

As for the people present, Wen Liang didn't even know them. When Fu Zheng was communicating with them, Wen Liang could only keep smiling, acting like a vase, and his face became a little stiff when he smiled.

Probably because he didn't want her to be so bored, every time someone came over, Fu Zheng would introduce him to her.

Wen Liang was confused - what was the use of introducing her? She doesn't do business with these people.

Others were also confused.

Mingming learned that Fu Zheng and Wen Liang had divorced not long ago, and some people were ready to make a move. Today, they specially brought their daughter here. Seeing Fu Zheng and Wen Liang whispering intimately, they didn't know whether they should bring their daughter out to introduce them.

At a stall, Wen Liang poked Fu Zheng's arm.

Fu Zheng turned his head, leaned over slightly, and brought his ear close.

Wen Liang whispered, "Can I go sit over there?"

A cocktail party is really not a place for people to stay.

I don't know why Fu Zheng insisted on dragging her to chat with others.

"tired?"

"boring."

"...Hold on a little longer."

"I can't hold on."

Fu Zheng: "...I'll send you there."

"No need." Wen Liang wanted to take away the hand holding his arm, but he forced it down.

Fu Zheng insisted and told the people around him, "Excuse me."

When they arrived at the sofa, Wen Liang sat down and waved directly to Fu Zheng, "Okay, I'm here, you can go."

Fu Zheng looked at her eagerness to drive him away, and smiled helplessly, "There are desserts over there. If you're hungry, go and make a cushion. I'll take you to eat after it's over."

"Oh, please leave quickly."

"I'm leaving."

Fu Zheng turned and left.

"and many more."

Fu Zheng stopped and looked at her in surprise, "What?"

Wen Liang walked over, reached into his pocket and took out his mobile phone, "Okay, you can go."

Fu Zheng: "..."

Wen Liang sat down on the sofa, opened her phone and flipped through it casually.

Someone came to talk to her, but she didn't recognize him and his attitude was cold, so the person walked away in a hurry.

Not long after, I suddenly heard a familiar voice shouting in surprise, "Sister!?"

Wen Liang raised his head and saw Meng Ce walking quickly with a wine glass, "Sister, it's really you, I thought I was wrong!"

Wen Liang smiled at him, her peach-blossom eyes crinkled and watery, "Why are you here too?"

If Meng Ce knew that she came with Fu Zheng today, would he...

Meng Ce's eyes went straight.

"Meng Ce?"

"Ah...my classmate invited me here." Meng Ce came back to his senses, his face turned slightly red, his long eyelashes blinked, and he said, "Sister, why are you here too?"

Wen Liang said calmly, "I received the invitation, so I came here when I had nothing to do."

After saying that, she scanned the hall without leaving a trace.

There were many people in the hall, chatting in twos and threes, blocking Wen Liang's sight.

Meng Ce probably didn't see Fu Zheng present, so he didn't suspect anything at all. "I'm about the same. Sister, do you want something to eat? I'll get it for you."

"I'll come with you." Wen Liang stood up and walked to the food area with Meng Ce.

She was afraid that Meng Ce would accidentally see Fu Zheng when he went to get food, so she could only go there with him and distract him through chatting.

Wen Liang took two small cakes and two cookies.

She looked at the red wine glass and then at the phone in her hand.

Meng Ce immediately took the plate from her hand and said, "Sister, let me get this for you."

"Thank you. Don't you want to eat?" Wen Liang picked up a glass of red wine and took a sip.

Meng Ce paused and picked up two cookies with tongs, "Do you mind if I put them together?"

"It's okay, let's put them together."

Meng Ce put together a few cookies, cakes, and chocolates that he wanted to eat.

When going back, Wen Liang secretly looked around and caught Fu Zheng's figure.

At some point, there was a young woman beside him. She looked voluptuous from a distance.

Wen Liang looked away.

Meng Ce directly found a place to sit.

When Wen Liang saw him facing Fu Zheng's direction, his heartbeat skipped a beat, and he said without a trace, "Let's sit here, the light is better here."

Have it?

Meng Ce looked up. Although he was a little confused, he still moved his position so that his back was facing Fu Zheng.

Wen Liang slowly breathed a sigh of relief, sat down opposite Meng Ce, ate a small cake, drank red wine, and chatted with Meng Ce.

From Meng Ce's classmates, to talking about the interesting things about Meng Ce studying abroad, Wen Liang also talked about things from her own college days, and also mentioned that she had also been exchanged abroad to build a closer relationship, although she didn't remember anything. .

The two talked and laughed, and the distance between them unconsciously shortened a lot.

Wen Liang looked up inadvertently and was caught off guard by Fu Zheng.

His face was livid, and he strode towards her and Meng Ce.

Never let Meng Ce see Fu Zheng!

Wen Liang secretly said something bad, quickly put down the wine glass in his hand, and said to Meng Ce, "Sorry, I have to go to the bathroom."

After saying that, she stood up, picked up her skirt and walked to the bathroom.

It's kind of like running away.

Fu Zheng saw Wen Liang escaping to the bathroom, his eyes as dark as ink, licked his back molars, turned around, and followed him.

Wen Liang stayed in the bathroom for a few minutes, then went out with his head in his eyes.

There was no one in the corridor outside.

Fu Zheng didn't chase him, but Wen Liang became even more worried.

He wouldn't go directly to Meng Ce, would he? !

She walked quickly to the hall.

Suddenly, someone grabbed his arm, and the world started spinning.

By the time Wenliang reacted, she was already pressed against the door of the men's bathroom.

Fu Zheng's handsome face is enlarged, and his angular facial features are particularly profound and have a strong impact.

Wen Liang was stunned for a few seconds before pushing him away, "Fu Zheng, what are you doing?"

Fu Zheng's face was dark and gloomy, and he didn't answer. He touched the door lock under the door handle with his big hand.

Click.

The door is locked.