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

Wen Liang's heart skipped a beat.

She lowered her head, holding a round, red tomato in her hand, and asked, pretending to be ignorant, "What are you happy about?"

"Anyway, I'm very happy." Fu Zheng wiped his hands and looked up at her, his brows were soft and there were stars in his eyes.

All the annoyance caused by those two emails was swept away.

Wen Liang: “…Oh.”

He must have heard her phone call with Tang Shishi.

Wen Liang acted as if nothing had happened and walked out with the washed tomatoes.

Fu Zheng stood in front of her, looking at her with deep eyes.

She took a step to the side, trying to get around it.

He also took a step forward.

"What are you doing?" Wen Liang frowned.

Fu Zheng took the fruit plate from her hand and put it on the cooking table, "Aliang, I'm very happy."

The tail is already up in the sky.

"...If you are happy, then be happy. Why do you keep talking to me?" Wen Liang was a little annoyed.

"It turns out that Aliang has liked me so long ago."

"Narcissism."

"It's not narcissism, I heard it from Aliang himself." Fu Zheng smiled, but his eyes were slightly red.

He heard everything she said from the moment she said "If Fu Zheng died..."

It turns out that the person Aliang likes is him.

But he brought her too much harm.

At that time, his attention was on others, and he did not notice that every time she looked at him, she was full of restraint and forbearance, suppressing her burning love.

He extinguished her enthusiasm and made her miss the time when she loved him the most. When he came to his senses, Wen Liang was no longer waiting there.

He was no longer the person she loved as much as her life.

Fortunately, he still caught her.

He would walk towards her step by step.

"I didn't say anything, you must have heard it wrong." Wen Liang said.

"If you don't want to admit it, then don't admit it. I know that Aliang always says one thing and means another." Fu Zheng hugged her and rested his chin on her forehead. "Just pretend that I heard it wrong, but I'm still very happy."

Wen Liang pinched his waist: "...Who is saying one thing and thinking another?!"

"Aliang, I'm sorry..." Fu Zheng said softly, "I'm sorry, if... if I could find out my inner self earlier, it would be great..."

She wouldn't have to suffer so much, and they wouldn't have lost their first child.

"It's all in the past, stop talking about it."

"Since it's in the past, why doesn't Aliang dare to admit it?"

Wen Liang was stunned and pursed his lips.

Why doesn't she dare to admit it?

The tip of my nose suddenly felt sore and my eyes quickly turned red.

She had long since stopped taking those things to heart, but once someone showed concern, all the grievances came flooding back to her, mourning Wen Liang, who had once loved her as much as her life.

Wen Liang, the timid, inferior and sensitive girl, didn't even dare to express her love out loud to let him know, for fear of being looked down upon by him and laughed at. She was always on guard and built a high wall in her heart.

She loved him, but she didn't trust him.

She could die for him, but she didn't dare to turn her back to him.

"Fu Zheng."

"Ah."

"You really have to make me cry, don't you?"

"Okay, okay, I won't say anything anymore."

Fu Zheng lowered his head and coaxed softly.

He rested his forehead against hers and his nose against hers, "Don't cry, you were very good before, it's me who is not good, I don't deserve your sincere love."

Wen Liang wiped her eyes and pinched his waist, "You are indeed not worthy of me. I was young and ignorant at that time, and I was deceived by your appearance. You are so cold and have a bad temper. You are not gentle and considerate at all. If I had known you were like this, I would not like you... No, I don't like you, but the perfect Fu Zheng in my fantasy."

"...Then I have to thank God for giving me such a face."

"But I have to thank you too. If you hadn't accidentally entered my life, I might have been depressed for a long time, affecting my studies and the college entrance examination, and I might not have been able to get into J University."

Fu Zheng was silent for a moment. "Did you apply to J University's School of Economics and Management because of me?"

Wen Liang liked him earlier than he thought.

He searched through his limited memories for some moments of their time together, and guessed that Wen Liang might have fallen in love with him during their freshman and sophomore years.

But now it seems that she liked him when she was in high school, or more likely, she had just arrived at the Fu family...

He could no longer remember clearly what she looked like at that time. Only a few vague images came to his mind. They met in the old house. As an older brother, he showed some concern for her grades. The rest were cold greetings. She behaved well and reserved, and it was impossible to tell that she had any feelings for him.

When the summer vacation was almost over, he learned from his grandfather that she was admitted to the School of Economics and Management of J University and was his direct junior. His grandfather told her to go to him if she had any questions and asked him to give her some guidance when he had time. They both nodded.

But she never looked for him, and he never looked for her. When they met on campus, they just said hello briefly.

Wen Liang pursed his lips, not wanting to admit it, but nodded, "I guess so."

"Joining Fu's company is also because of me?"

"…and grandpa's expectations."

"You hid it so well that I never noticed anything." Fu Zheng smiled, "Wen Xiaoliang, no wonder a director asked you to act."

"We have an average relationship to begin with. If I reveal anything more, you'll probably distance yourself from me even more." Wen Liang looked up at him and raised an eyebrow. "I just joined the company not long ago. One time, you scolded me until I cried. Do you think I dare?"

Fu Zheng's expression stiffened for a moment, "Is there?"

How come he doesn't remember anything...

Is he that fierce?

"Yes!" Wen Liang said firmly.

"I'm not targeting you, I just..."

"Once I had a conflict with Wu Ling. She provoked me first, but you just forced me to apologize to her." Wen Liang snorted, "This happened after we got married!"

Fu Zheng: "...It's my fault, I'm sorry."

"I actually never liked chocolate because it's very bitter, but do you know why I used to like Black Forest cake?"

"why?"

"Because you once gave me one. I love you so much that I like Black Forest cake even more."

Hearing this, Fu Zheng felt sad and hugged her tightly with his arms, "If...if there hadn't been that night, would you have kept hiding?"

"Maybe."

At that time, Wen Liang didn't have the courage to confess to him.

"Then don't you feel regretful?"

Wen Liang shook his head.

She had lost too much and had too many regrets. At that time, she didn't have the courage to risk everything.

Now, after saying these words, I feel a lot more relaxed.

Fu Zheng smiled and said, "So, we should thank that night for bringing our two parallel lines together."

"When you woke up that morning, you saw it was me, my face was as black as the bottom of a pot."

If it were someone else, he might be able to settle it with money, but not her, as her grandfather would definitely force her to take responsibility.

Fu Zheng: "..."

"If there is a next life, let me fall in love with you and pursue you first."

Wen Liang wanted to say something, but he swallowed it into his mouth.

"Well……"

He was passionate, and Wenliang responded by climbing onto his shoulders.

Suddenly, a childish voice came from outside, "Auntie, are the cherry tomatoes not washed yet? Let me wash them myself!"