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

"uncle!"

Children's voices were the first to break the silent atmosphere.

Fu Shifan reacted first and trotted forward happily, "Why are you here?"

"I have something to do here, and I just happened to come see you."

Fu Zheng was speaking to Fu Shifan, but his eyes were looking at Wen Liang, and his tone was a little worried and reproachful, "You too, the injury on your head is not healed yet. Your ankle just recovered yesterday, and the doctor told you to rest more. Today you He just came here to collect news and didn’t pay any attention to his body.”

The sixth sense told Wen Liang that Fu Zheng had nothing to do and was chasing her.

However, Wen Liang didn't expose it and said calmly, "I'm fine, go ahead and do your work, we're going to collect news."

Her eyes turned to Huo Dongcheng, "Let's go, the guide should have arrived."

Seeing Wen Liang's cold attitude towards Fu Zheng, Huo Dongcheng said with a vague smile on his face, "Okay."

Wen Liang did not forget to ask Fu Shifan, "Fanfan, are you following uncle or..."

Before she could finish speaking, Fu Zheng said, "Where are you going to collect the scenery? It's my first time to come to Ningqing. I just have nothing to do now, so let's go with you."

Wen Liang glared at him: "..."

Fu Zheng received the look in her eyes without changing his expression, and added, "If you are tired from walking, I can carry you on my back."

Huo Dongcheng glanced at Fu Zheng, with a flash of light in his eyes, "I thought Chairman Fu was busy with work, but I didn't expect that he would be in such a good mood."

"No better than Mr. Huo. While he is in charge of the Huo family, he can also have free time to work as a photographer and collect photos from other places." Fu Zheng said calmly.

Wen Liang pinched his waist and smiled at Huo Dongcheng, "We don't have much time, let's go."

Huo Dongcheng said nothing more and took the lead in turning around and leaving the hall.

Xiaoyou glanced at Fu Zheng and Wen Liang cryptically, then followed closely behind.

Tang Shishi glanced sideways at Fu Zheng, took Zhu Fan's arm and walked forward, muttering in a low voice, "I thought the person named Yan was very annoying. It seems that Fu Hunjun is about the same as him."

Seeing that everyone was gone, Wen Liang had no expression on his face and glanced sideways at Fu Zheng, "Don't you want to come together? Are you still not leaving?"

Fu Zheng casually picked up Fu Shifan's small schoolbag, easily picked her up with one arm, and followed her up. He glanced at Wen Liang guiltily, "I thought you would be unhappy."

"Huh." Wen Liang glanced at him with a stern face, "Look at my expression, are I happy now?"

Fu Zheng: "..."

Fu Shifan answered for him, "Not happy."

"I don't want to say anything to you in front of other people. I want to save you some face. When we get there, be honest with me. Do you hear me?!"

Her tone was serious, like a teacher scolding a disobedient primary school student.

"I heard it." Fu Zheng touched his nose.

There was a small bus parked outside the hotel, equipped with a driver and a guide. It was originally used to serve small tour groups for individual travelers, so Wen Liang and the others paid for it.

Everyone else had already sat down in the car, and Fu Zheng was the last one to get on the bus. Before getting on the bus, an uncle passing by patted him on the shoulder and said indignantly, "Young man, let me tell you, this wife is... You can't get used to it, you have to show the dignity of the head of the family, a manly man, what does it mean to be afraid of your wife?"

Fu Zheng glanced at him and said, "Thank you, I'm happy to do it."

He likes Wen Liang like this, pinching him and glaring at him from time to time. To outsiders, Wen Liang seems to hate him, but in Fu Zheng's view, this is a sign that the relationship between the two is slowly getting closer.

Just like just now, Wen Liang smiled politely at Huo Dongcheng and treated him without any pretense. She would only hide her emotions towards people close to her.

The uncle had a look of astonishment on his face. He hated iron but not steel. How could there be such a worthless man? !

Standing [-] meters tall in the bus, Fu Zheng was a little cramped. He was half-bent and looked around.

Tang Shishi played a careful trick and sat separately from Zhu Fan. As soon as Wen Liang got in the car, she waved to Wen Liang to sit next to her, across the aisle from Zhu Fan.

Fu Zheng and Fu Shifan had no choice but to sit in front of Wen Liang.

The Spring Festival holiday has passed, but there are still many people visiting Ningqing at this time.

Arriving at a natural scenic spot, Wen Liang got out of the car with a camera.

Different scenes have different expression techniques. Huo Dongcheng talked about his habits while walking. Wen Liang listened carefully, and Zhu Fan also expressed his own opinions.

Tang Shishi didn't understand, so she took pictures by herself and acted as their model.

Fu Zheng glanced at Wen Liang resentfully and accompanied Fu Shifan to look at the scenery.

There are regulated vendors in the scenic area selling local snacks, souvenirs, etc. Fu Shifan is very interested, and when he sees a stall, he must go and have a look.

"Uncle, I want to eat this." Fu Shifan stood in front of a stall and licked the corners of his mouth.

Fu Zheng took a look at the brand and asked for the price. After asking about the price, he bought ten copies.

Fu Shifan had a small appetite, so he only took a small piece and chewed it slowly.

Fu Zheng raised his eyes and his eyes darkened.

Not far away, Wen Liang was showing Huo Dongcheng the photo she had just taken. The two were almost head to head and very close to each other.

Fu Zheng picked up Fu Shifan with one hand, walked forward quickly, interrupted their exchange, reached out and shook the bag in his hand, "I bought a few more roasted bait cubes, do you want to eat?"

Wen Liang raised his eyes, and his appetite was instantly aroused.

She took the bag, picked up a piece, put it in her mouth, and asked Huo Dongcheng next to her, "Brother Dongcheng, do you want to eat?"

Hearing her address, Fu Zheng's expression froze for a moment, and he looked at Huo Dongcheng solemnly.

Huo Dongcheng smiled half-heartedly, "I won't eat it."

Wen Liang took another piece, stuffed the bag back into Fu Zheng's hand, lowered his head and continued to look at the camera, "Go and ask Tang and Zhu Zhu if they want to eat."

Fu Zheng held the bag and listened to her confident instructions with a resentful look in his eyes.

Seeing that he wasn't leaving yet, Wen Liang looked up at him and said, "Oh, by the way, don't forget to ask Xiaoyou."

Fu Zheng: "..."

While Wen Liang was walking forward alone, Fu Zheng came over and squinted his eyes, "Didn't you say that you can't remember clearly the memory of your exchange abroad?"

"Yes." Wen Liang pinched a piece of bait from the bag in his hand and put it in his mouth, nodding seriously.

"Then you call him Brother Dongcheng?"

"He asked me to scream."

"You can just call him when he asks you to? Then why don't you call me brother Azheng?"

Wen Liang looked at him as if he were an idiot, "Fu Zheng, are you sick?"

Fu Zheng wanted to say something more, but Wen Liang reacted, looked at him directly, and asked, "How do you know that I met him abroad? Are you investigating me?"

"I..." Fu Zheng's face froze and he looked away with twinkling eyes, "Fanfan, do you want to eat that? Uncle will buy it for you."

After saying that, without waiting for Fu Shifan's reply, Fu Zheng hugged her and ran away.

Wen Liang: "..."

Not long after, Fu Zheng had various snacks such as roasted bait cubes, glutinous rice cakes, shaomai, beef jerky, flower cakes, etc. In addition, there were some lucky bags, keychains and other gadgets.

He would pay attention to Wenliang's position from time to time to avoid falling too far behind.

After paying the money, Fu Zheng took the fragrant small meatballs from the boss's hand, pierced one with a skewer and gave it to Fu Shifan, looking forward to capture the warm and cool position.

At this sight, Fu Zheng's face turned dark again.