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

Fu Zheng looked at her and said, "The third brother is better than me in this respect."

"..."

The little girl listened to their conversation with her ears perked up. She couldn't help but ask, "Didn't Third Uncle just get married? How come Third Aunt gave birth so soon?"

"Because your third aunt was pregnant before she got married, this is called pregnancy before marriage." Wen Liang answered seriously.

The little girl nodded thoughtfully.

Fu Zheng couldn't help but say, "Fanfan can't be like this when he grows up, understand?"

The old father started to worry at this time.

Wen Liang smiled.

Fu Shifan looked up and blinked, "But you and aunt haven't remarried yet."

Fu Zheng: "..."

"I'm not like your aunt."

"What's the difference?"

"..."

Fu Zheng glanced at Wen Liang and changed the subject, "Fanfan, you have a new brother. Are you unhappy? Come with us to see your brother that day, okay?"

Fu Shifan reluctantly said, "Okay."

"What's wrong? Don't you like your brother?"

Fu Shifan lay in Wen Liang's arms and looked up at her, "I prefer the brother born by my aunt."

"What if auntie gave birth to a younger sister?"

"My sister likes it too."

When they arrived at the barber shop in the mall, with Fu Shifan's cooperation, Teacher Tony cut her hair into thin bangs.

The bangs cover the full forehead and move the center of vision downward, making people notice Fu Shifan's big, round, black eyes, small and straight nose, and delicate skin. She is so cute.

In addition, some children will cry when getting a haircut, and Fu Shifan, who was well-behaved and cooperative, was so likable that Teacher Tony couldn't help but praise him again and again.

After coming out of the barber shop, the three of them went to KFC, and Fu Shifan ordered some food.

While waiting for the meal, Wen Liang stood up and said, "I'm going to the bathroom. Fanfan, do you want to go?"

Fu Shifan frowned and felt it for a while, "Go."

She slid down from her seat, took Wen Liang's hand, and walked out together.

There was no toilet in this KFC, so Wen Liang took Fu Shifan out and followed the signs to find the toilet in the mall.

There are not many people inside.

The washbasin is shared by men and women.

Fu Shifan came out of the cubicle first and washed his hands on tiptoe.

The faucet next to him was turned on, and a man's figure appeared in his peripheral vision. Fu Shifan closed the faucet and glanced to the side inadvertently, and saw an old foreign grandfather.

Foreign grandfathers were also looking at her.

He had deep eye sockets, a high nose bridge, and gray hair on his temples. He looked at Fu Shifan kindly and took the initiative to approach him and said, "Little friend, what's your name?"

It's in English.

Fu Shifan glanced at the passers-by, looked up at him, blinked, and answered in English, "My name is Carol."

She also answered with her English name.

"Carol? What a nice name. Do you know who I am?" asked the foreign grandfather.

Fu Shifan shook his head.

The foreign grandfather wanted to say something else, but Wen Liang came out of the bathroom and saw a strange foreign middle-aged man standing in front of Fu Shifan, so he called out, "Fanfan."

"Aunt." Fu Shifan smiled at the foreign grandfather and took the initiative to walk to Wen Liang.

The foreign grandfather shifted his gaze from Fu Shifan to Wen Liang. His eyes were cold and indifferent as he looked the woman in front of him from head to toe.

His sharp eyes are hard to ignore.

Wen Liang washed his hands calmly and turned to look at the middle-aged foreigner.

When their eyes met, the middle-aged man was unfathomable.

Wen Liang smiled at him and took Fu Shifan out of the bathroom.

Fu Shifan looked up at Wen Liang, then turned back to look at the bathroom, and happened to see an old foreign grandfather coming out and looking in the direction they left.

Seeing Fu Shifan looking at him, the foreign grandfather smiled at her.

Fu Shifan turned his head, retracted his gaze, and tilted his head to think about it.

This old man is so weird.

When a person goes to a country with an unfamiliar language, he or she will certainly be well prepared, learn a little about the language of that country, and usually say words like "hello" when striking up a conversation.

However, the foreign grandfather came up and asked her what her name was, and he used English. Didn’t he consider that a little girl like her might not understand?

When she answered, he was not surprised at all, as if he knew she must know English.

In other words, she felt like the old man seemed to know her.

But she didn't know him.

Thinking back to the way the old man looked at her just now, Fu Shifan suddenly had an incredible guess in her mind.

After eating KFC, Wen Liang and Fu Zheng took Fu Shifan to the mall.

We had dinner at the Galaxy Villa.

Everything here is still the same as it was before the two divorced. Nothing has changed.

After dinner, the three of them took a walk in the community again.

After walking two laps, Wen Liang looked at the time and said, "It's getting late. I should go back. Let's just finish this lap and forget it."

"How about staying tonight?" Fu Zheng looked at her with burning eyes and asked tentatively.

Wen Liang smiled and shook his head.

Fu Zheng pursed his lips but said nothing.

Back at the villa, Wen Liang was standing at the door.

Fu Zheng led Fu Shifan in, took out the car keys, walked straight to the passenger side, opened the door, and made a gesture of invitation to Wen Liang.

Wen Liang walked over and was about to get in the car when Fu Zheng grabbed her wrist, leaned closer, and lowered his voice, "Are you really not staying?"

Wen Liang leaned back, his back against the upper frame of the car door, his heart pounding.

She felt uncomfortable being looked at by him, so she looked away and shook her head, "I won't stay."

"why?"

Fu Zheng's handsome face approached her again, and his big hands wrapped around her waist. The hot air he exhaled sprayed all over her face, accompanied by the familiar body fragrance and masculine scent. "Ilia is in the detention center, and Xie Zhen also promised to let her go when she gets out, and will not hurt you and the child again."

The two people were face to face, with only a circle of distance between them.

His eyes were as dark and deep as the night sky, yet sparkling like stars.

Wen Liang seemed to be sucked in, lost in thought for a moment, lowered his eyes, opened his lips, and suddenly didn't know what to say.

Ilia was indeed one of the reasons why she was reluctant to move back at first.

"Move back, okay?"

"No... um..."

Fu Zheng didn't give her a chance to finish. He suddenly leaned over and blocked her lips. He held the back of her head with his big hands and pushed open her teeth with the tip of his tongue, invading her aggressively.

"Woooo..."

Wen Liang struggled, placing her palms on his chest, feeling the steady and strong heartbeat beneath her palms.

The struggle is futile.

Fu Zheng realized that she had given up and gradually became gentle.

His beloved was held in his arms and kissed by him, and Fu Zheng wished that time would stop at this moment, so that she would never leave him.

However, he can't.

He understood her inner resentment and anxiety.

Too much happened between them and he couldn't give her enough sense of security, so there was a wall in her heart separating the two of them.

Even though she allowed him to use the ladder to get over there, she refused to demolish the wall.

Fu Zheng finally let her go, buried his head in her neck, took a deep breath, suppressed the throbbing in his heart, and said, "Don't worry, I'll take you back right away."