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

Wen Liang had no choice but to put on his clothes and drove out to the address Jiang Mu gave him. He went to the box in a familiar manner and pushed the door open.

There were two people sitting on the sofa, one was Jiang Mu and the other was Fu Zheng.

Jiang Mu leaned on the back of the sofa and lit a cigarette.

Fu Zheng sat on the sofa, leaning against the back of the sofa, closing his eyes and concentrating, holding a half-filled glass of wine in his hand.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, he opened his eyes and closed them again.

There were countless bottles of wine lying on the ground.

Wen Liang frowned deeply when he saw it, "He didn't drink all this, right?"

Jiang Mu nodded seriously, "Yes, it's all him."

"A Zheng."

Wen Liang called him, walked towards the sofa, picked up the wine glass in his hand and put it on the table.

Fu Zheng opened his eyes, his eyes were dark, looking straight at her without saying a word.

Wen Liang met his eyes, and her heart trembled slightly. For a moment, she couldn't tell whether he was drunk or not.

"It's too late, go home and rest."

Fu Zheng raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, stood up from the sofa, and his body swayed suddenly.

Wen Liang immediately stepped forward to support him, "Can you still leave?"

"can."

Fu Zheng's hoarse voice sounded. He brushed away his warm hand and staggered forward alone.

Wen Liang followed, turned to Jiang Mu and said, "Goodbye, thank you tonight Jiang Mu."

Wen Liang walked beside Fu Zheng, always paying attention to him to prevent him from falling.

Walking beside him, Wen Liang could smell the strong smell of alcohol on his body, and he didn't know how much he drank.

It was rare that he was so drunk that he still knew how to enter the elevator and press the first floor.

When they arrived at the garage, Wen Liang walked in front and looked back at Fu Zheng, "The car is over here."

Fu Zheng looked at Wen Liang with his eyes as deep as ink, and followed her slowly.

Wen Liang opened the driver's door in a familiar manner, fastened his seat belt, and said to Fu Zheng in the back seat, "If you're sleepy, take a nap."

"Yes." Fu Zheng responded lightly, leaning back on the chair and closing his eyes to rest.

Wen Liang started the car and drove back to the villa.

The car had stopped, and she glanced at Fu Zheng in the rearview mirror, but Fu Zheng didn't react at all.

Wen Liang turned on the interior lights and turned to look back.

Fu Zheng was seen leaning on the back of the chair, his eyes closed and breathing evenly.

He fell asleep.

Wen Liang just looked at his sleeping face from a distance. His face was sharp and angular, like a sculpture. His closed eyes had a long eyeliner, and his full brow bones cast sharp shadows in the eye sockets.

Not sure what he was dreaming about, he frowned slightly.

Wen Liang turned her head and leaned on the back of the chair. She definitely couldn't move Fu Zheng by herself.

Fu Zheng could only be woken up.

Wen Liang took off his seat belt, got out of the driver's door, opened the back seat door, bent down and got in, patting Fu Zheng on the shoulder, "Wake up Fu Zheng, wake up."

Fu Zheng opened his eyes vaguely, and said Wen Liang: "We're home, go up and sleep."

Fu Zheng rubbed his eyes and nodded.

The two went upstairs one after another.

Seeing that he was still awake, Wen Liang ignored him and walked straight into his room. Just as he was about to close the door, he saw Fu Zheng also coming in. He squinted his eyes and looked past Wen Liang, walked directly to the bed, and lay down. Close your eyes and fall asleep.

Wen Liang: "..."

Wen Liang shook his head speechlessly, helped him take off his shoes and socks, and casually pulled the quilt over him.

As soon as she got close, she could smell the smell of alcohol. Wen Liang pinched her nose and took a few steps back, wanting to go to another room to sleep. Suddenly Fu Zheng grabbed her wrist, still with his eyes closed and mumbling something.

Wen Liang struggled but did not move away, so he moved closer to Fu Zheng's mouth, wanting to hear what he was saying.

"Wife..."

Wen Liang's face turned pale.

She had been married to Fu Zheng for three years, and Fu Zheng never called her wife. He either called her Ah Liang or Wen Liang.

She is not his ideal wife.

The wife in his mind is... Chu Siyi.

Wen Liang felt that she was a little ridiculous. She got up from the bed in the middle of the night and brought Fu Zheng back from outside. As a result, he closed his eyes and called Chu Siyi in his dream.

She shouldn't have cared about him and let him drink to death outside!

Wen Liang violently broke away from Fu Zheng's hand, hugged a new quilt, and went to sleep in another room.

After she left, Fu Zheng still murmured in a low voice, "A Liang...wife..."

……

In this quiet night, two entries suddenly fell from the sky, like thunder on the ground, and instantly shot up the hot search list, arousing heated discussions among netizens.

The dazzling sunlight shined on Fu Zheng's face through the window. He raised his hand to cover it and opened his eyes vaguely.

The headache is about to explode.

He closed his eyes and stretched out his hand to rub his forehead. He calmed down for a while and sat up. Only then did he realize that he was not sleeping in the master bedroom, but in a warm room.

Wen Liang was not in the room, and the sheets on the other half of the bed were neatly arranged, making it obvious that no one had slept on them.

Fu Zheng put on his shoes and went out, then returned to the master bedroom to take a shower and wash himself.

After he changed his clothes and came downstairs, he touched his pocket and suddenly realized that he didn't seem to see his mobile phone.

Fu Zheng returned to Wen Liang's room and searched, but still couldn't find his cell phone.

He recalled what happened last night with difficulty, and estimated that he had either left it in the car or in the box.

Fu Zheng went downstairs to look for his cell phone in the car, but he actually found a cell phone in the car. It was not his cell phone, but Wen Liang's cell phone.

He picked it up and walked to the living room, when the warm ringtone of his cell phone rang.

Fu Zheng glanced at the screen. The caller ID showed Assistant.

He answered the phone, and the assistant's anxious voice immediately came from the phone, "Director Wen, you have to answer the phone! Please check the hot searches."

Fu Zheng raised an eyebrow: "What happened to the hot search?"

The assistant was startled, "Fu...Mr. Fu, why is it you? See for yourself, you and Director Wen were photographed."

Fu Zheng hung up the phone.

The assistant patted his chest, frightening him to death.

But how come Mr. Wen’s mobile phone is in Mr. Fu’s hands? Is it possible that the news on trending searches is true?

Wen Liang's cell phone lock screen password used to be his birthday, but I don't know if it still is.

Fu Zheng tried it and it really opened.

A dozen missed calls and news feeds from other platforms flooded in.

Fu Zhengxian cleared the message notifications, found Weibo, and opened the hot search.

The entry directly ranked first was related to him: Fu Zheng cheated.

Click on the entry, and the top one is a blog post by a red V blogger: Fu Zheng and Chu Siyi were having a heated fight a few days ago, but today they turned around and met a beautiful girl at night. What do you think?

Below are nine accompanying pictures.

The first four pictures are photos of Wen Liang and Fu Zheng watching a dance drama together at the Grand Theater. The shooting angle was from behind the seats where Wen Liang and Fu Zheng were sitting. Fu Zheng's profile was clearly visible, and Wen Liang's profile was clearly visible. The photo of the face is not so clear.

The fifth picture is an animated picture. Wen Liang and Fu Zheng left the stage together at the end of the dance drama. Fu Zheng also helped Wen Liang carry things.

The next four pictures are screenshots of the club's garage surveillance. At three o'clock in the morning, Wen Liang and Fu Zheng got into the same car one after another, and Fu Zheng looked like he was drunk.

Although they were not photographed spending the night together, they came out of the club drunk at three in the morning. It didn't look like they were innocent.

The matter just exploded on the Internet.