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

Inside the car, the atmosphere was quiet and silent.

Taking advantage of the red light, Fu Zheng turned his head and glanced at Wen Liang.

She leaned back in her chair, turned her head and looked out the window, leaving him with the back of her head.

She has been in this posture since she got on the car.

Don't say a word to him.

Fu Zheng touched his nose.

Passing by the snack street in the city center, he cleared his throat and asked tentatively, "Would you like to have some midnight snack?"

Wen Liang said nothing.

Fu Zheng didn't ask any more questions.

The car enters the underground garage of Chaoxing Garden.

Wen Liang unbuckled his seat belt without saying a word, pushed the door and got out of the car, but didn't push it. He turned around and glanced at Fu Zheng.

Fu Zheng leaned over and said, "Aliang, are you still angry?"

"Open the door and let me get off." Wen Liang said lightly.

Fu Zheng pretended not to hear her and moved closer. He pinched her jaw with his big hand and pecked her on the lips.

"You..." Wen Liang glared at him and rubbed his lips a few times.

"If you don't calm down, I will keep kissing you."

Wen Liang's eyes widened: "..."

The two looked at each other in a stalemate.

Fu Zheng leaned over and tried to kiss her again.

Wen Liang quickly leaned back, pressed his body against the car window, and said angrily, "Okay, I'm not angry!"

Fu Zheng raised his eyebrows and looked at her red ears with a half-smile, as red as if they were dripping with blood.

He knew that she was not angry, but was embarrassed by the laughter.

Wen Liang turned his eyes away and whispered, "Open the door quickly, I want to go back."

"I'll take you up."

Fu Zheng opened the central lock, pushed the door and got out of the car, walked around to the other side and opened the door, putting his hand on the top of the door to prevent her from hitting her head.

"Okay, let's go."

When they reached the door of the eighteenth floor, Wen Liang glanced at him.

"Would you like me to come in and sit down?" Fu Zheng looked at her.

Wen Liang shook his head confidently, "Why should I be so polite to you?"

After saying that, she closed the door directly.

Fu Zheng looked at the door in front of him and smiled helplessly.

Just as I turned around to leave, the door in front of me opened again.

Fu Zheng looked at the face behind the door and was surprised. "Change your mind?"

"I'm overthinking. I just want to tell you that I'm going to Philadelphia on a business trip in a few days."

Fu Zheng paused and raised his eyebrows, "How many days?"

"A week."

"Tell Liang Fei and the others to follow you."

Wen Liang said "Okay" to the doctor and closed the door.

Fu Zheng: "..."

After being discharged from the hospital, Fu Shifan also had to go back to kindergarten.

As soon as the little girl arrived at school, the other children asked her where she had been in the past few days. After getting the answer, they showed concern about her condition.

The teacher also took better care of her.

After school, Fu Shifan lined up with the teacher and came to the door. He looked around with his big dark eyes, but before he found the driver uncle, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of a familiar face.

Deep eye sockets, light blue eyes, tall figure, and a neat suit.

It was the foreign grandfather I met in the mall yesterday.

……

Wen Liang was having dinner when he suddenly received a call.

The caller ID showed it was the kindergarten principal.

After the call was connected, the headmaster's anxious voice came, "Miss Wen, is Fanfan with you?"

"He's not here." Wen Liang's heart skipped a beat. He put down his chopsticks and asked, "Fanfan is missing again?"

The headmaster was disappointed and became more anxious. "Yes, I will contact Fanfan's father and the police immediately and will not disturb you. If Fanfan goes to your place, please let me know!"

"it is good."

The director didn't say anything more and hung up the phone immediately.

Wen Liang was not in the mood to eat, but thinking about the baby in her belly, she gritted her teeth and ate a little.

After a few minutes, she dialed Fu Zheng's number.

Fu Zheng had learned the situation from the headmaster and knew the purpose of her call, so he comforted her, "Don't worry, just stay at home. I'm here with Fanfan and will definitely find her."

"Why is Fanfan gone?"

"She left on her own."

Wen Liang: "..."

This little girl!

Fu Zheng said, "Don't worry, Fanfan is so smart, nothing will happen to him. Maybe it's just a misunderstanding."

"Well, tell me if there is any news, you go ahead and get busy." Wen Liang just said.

She wouldn't be able to help much even if she went there; Fu Zheng was much more useful than she was.

After dinner, Wen Liang worked in the living room with his laptop, so that he could always keep an eye on the movement at the door. He placed his mobile phone next to the computer so that he could answer any message at any time.

She was worried about Fu Shifan and her work efficiency was not high. She would pick up her phone from time to time to check on it.

An hour had passed since the director called her.

Fanfan probably won't come to her place anymore.

So where would she go?

Another hour passed, and still no news.

Wen Liang couldn't help but call Fu Zheng. After the call was connected, she couldn't wait to ask, "Is there any trace of Fanfan?"

"Not yet," the voice on the phone sounded a little tired, comforting her, "Don't worry, the police and my people are looking for him, Xie Zhen also knows the news, Fanfan will definitely be fine."

"Okay, I'll wait for your news." Wen Liang hung up the phone.

He is Fanfan's father, and no one should be more worried about Fanfan's whereabouts than him.

Tang Shishi came back from outside and saw Wen Liang sitting in the living room, so she asked curiously.

Wen Liang told the truth.

Tang Shishi sat down on the sofa, "I'll wait with you. I hope Fanfan is okay."

Although she now hates Ilia very much and even has some resistance to Fanfan, Fanfan is an innocent child after all, and she still doesn't want anything to happen to her.

"Have you had dinner?" Wen Liang asked casually.

"Ah."

Not long after, the cell phone rang.

Wen Liang subconsciously picked up the phone.

When I saw that the screen of my phone was black, I realized that the ringtone was not mine.

Tang Shishi saw that it was Yan Huai calling, curled her lips and answered, "Hello?"

Yan Huai spoke directly, "I have already written the invitations. If there are no additional people to be added, they will be sent out tomorrow."

Tang Shishi thought about it carefully and made sure that there was nothing missing. "Well, did you write it yourself?"

"Well, my hands are still sore now."

"I told you not to, but you insisted. Who can you blame?"

"I went to the wedding hall this afternoon and checked..."

The two discussed the details of the wedding.

At the end, Tang Shishi lost her patience and frowned, "The wedding is so troublesome, you can handle the rest..."

She muttered softly, "It's not a real marriage anyway..."

Yan Huai: "..."

"Yan Huai, where are you? Why do I hear some noise over there?" Tang Shishi asked casually.

"In the square, go home immediately."

"Oh, then I won't tell you."

Tang Shishi hung up the phone, stretched, and complained to Wen Liang, "I have to get up at three in the morning on the wedding day. Isn't it going to exhaust me to death?"

Wen Liang smiled and comforted her, "After a day of hard work, the company will be yours, just bear with it."

……

In front of a five-star hotel plaza, Yan Huai hung up the phone, put the phone in his pocket, walked straight into the hotel lobby, checked in at the front desk, and went up to the top floor.

He came to a presidential suite and knocked on the door twice.

Half a minute later, the door opened from the inside.

A young white man saw him, made a gesture to invite him in, and said in fluent English, "Caesar, you've come at the right time. Mr. Wilson is waiting for you inside. Please come in."

When Yan Huai walked in, he saw old Wilson sitting on the sofa in the living room in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

There was a little girl sitting next to him.

The little girl saw him, blinked, and called out, "Uncle."