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

Wen Liang took Mason out for another day of fun and returned in the evening. Mason fell asleep in the car.

Her aunt asked her if she wanted to have dinner first, and Wen Liang planned to wait for Mason to wake up before eating together.

In the afternoon, Mason was a little hungry, so Wen Liang took him to a dessert shop and ate some cake himself, so he was not hungry now.

She took her laptop downstairs and worked at the bar.

The sky outside was already shrouded in darkness.

Wen Liang stretched and heard his cell phone ring twice.

She opened it and saw a message from Fu Zheng: "I'm here to pick you up for a midnight snack. I'll be here soon."

Wen Liang replied: "Okay, I haven't had dinner yet."

She closed the computer and said to her aunt, "I'm going to be out in a while. I don't know when I'll be back. In half an hour, wake Mason up for dinner."

Auntie nodded in agreement.

Wen Liang returned to her room, put on new makeup, and changed her clothes.

Coming out of the room, she glanced outside as she passed the balcony.

Fu Zheng's car has already stopped at the door of the villa.

A tall figure stood beside the car, his arm resting on the door, a cigarette between his fingertips, and the red starlight flickered.

Wen Liang walked downstairs quickly, changed his shoes and went out.

Seeing Fu Zheng still smoking with his back to her, Wen Liang approached quietly, suddenly rushed over and hugged his waist from behind, "Surprise!"

The man paused, and covered her hands crossed in front of him with his warm big hands. He loosened his fingertips with his other hand, and the cigarette butt fell to the ground, and he slowly stepped on it to put it out.

Just then, a car came around the corner, its headlights were blindingly bright. Wen Liang turned her head and leaned on the man's back, "Why don't you speak?"

"…I don't know what to say…I'm afraid this is a dream."

Upon hearing the voice, Wen Liang's whole body froze and he slowly raised his head in disbelief.

From her angle, she could only see the man's profile.

But she still recognized that the face was clearly Huo Dongcheng. Although his handsome face was somewhat similar to Fu Zheng, the difference could be seen at a glance.

The moment their eyes met, Wen Liang felt extremely embarrassed and wished he could find a hole in the ground to crawl into.

She hurriedly let go of her hands and stepped back, but her heel tripped on something and she fell backwards unexpectedly.

Huo Dongcheng quickly supported her, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's okay." After Wen Liang stood firm, he took two steps back without leaving a trace and pulled the corner of his mouth, "No... I'm sorry, Brother Dongcheng, I... I recognized the wrong person..."

Huo Dongcheng smiled bitterly, "I guessed it."

"…Why are you here at this time?"

"I'm going on a business trip tomorrow, so I came to see Mason," Huo Dongcheng looked at the delicate makeup on Wen Liang's face, "Are you going out?"

"Um……"

At this moment, a car horn sounded nearby: "Beep——"

Wen Liang looked at the sound and said, "He's here, Brother Dongcheng. I'll leave first."

After saying that, she walked away without waiting for Huo Dongcheng's response, her back revealing a bit of embarrassment.

It’s so embarrassing!

Wen Liang quickly opened the passenger door, got in, and closed the door, all in one go.

The car door blocked Huo Dongcheng's sight. She leaned back in her chair and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Fu Zheng's voice came to my ears, "Why don't you chat for a while?"

The tone was calm, but it sounded a bit sarcastic.

"You...you saw everything?"

Wen Liang looked helpless and slowly turned his head to look at him.

Fu Zheng nodded: "Am I here at the wrong time and disturbing you?"

"..."

Wen Liang pulled the corner of his lips, "Don't joke, I just recognized the wrong person, it's so embarrassing."

The dim light and the black car blurred the outline of Huo Dongcheng's figure. In addition, Fu Zheng's message that he was coming soon made her subconsciously think that it was Fu Zheng. Who knew Huo Dongcheng would come at this time...

Fu Zheng: "When you saw my car coming, not only did you not let him go, but you turned your head away and pretended not to see me."

That bastard Huo Dongcheng deliberately drives the same car as him and wears similar clothes.

If he comes here at this time, he will definitely stay in the villa tonight under the pretext of going on a business trip tomorrow.

"......!" Wen Liang wanted to cry but had no tears, "I'm not pretending not to see it, I really didn't see it..."

When the dazzling light shone over, Wen Liang saw nothing but white light in front of his eyes. He didn't see anything and just thought it was a homeowner passing by.

"So, if I hadn't honked, you wouldn't have realized I was here and would have continued chatting with him?"

"No... After I realized I had recognized the wrong person, I realized that the person next to me was you."

Wen Liang bit his lower lip and explained.

Seeing that Fu Zheng didn't say anything and just stared at her, Wen Liang blinked, "Why are you looking at me all the time? Do you really think that I like him?"

"What if you like him?"

Wen Liang snorted, "Of course I'll just dump you. Why would I have to sit here and act with you?"

"..."

Wen Liang saw Huo Dongcheng still standing by the car. She felt awkward when she saw him and poked Fu Zheng's arm, "Let's go."

Fu Zheng suddenly leaned over and kissed her cheek.

Without waiting for her to react, he stepped back, looked at Huo Dongcheng through a transparent car window, stepped on the accelerator, and drove out of the community.

The heating in the car is on high.

Wen Liangre's cheeks flushed, and she took off her down jacket and threw it on the back seat. She looked at the street view outside the window and asked nonchalantly, "Where are we going to eat?"

Fu Zheng didn't say anything, but suddenly stopped the car on the side of the road.

"What's wrong?" She looked at Fu Zheng puzzledly.

"kiss Me."

"..."

Still jealous.

Wen Liang unbuckled his seat belt, leaned over to hold onto the dashboard, and kissed him on the side of his face, "Is that all right?"

"not enough."

As he spoke, Fu Zheng held the back of her head and covered her lips.

The tip of his tongue skillfully entered her lips, pried open her teeth, and hooked the tip of her tongue to dance.

He had wanted to kiss her for a long time.

But he didn't want Huo Dongcheng to see her getting emotional.

There were almost no pedestrians on the remote streets, the street lights were dim, and the atmosphere was quiet.

An ambiguous atmosphere surged in the small carriage.

The sound of saliva mixing with water was clear, Wenliang's face was flushed, and a thin layer of sweat was on his body.

Fu Zheng's breathing became heavier. He stretched out his arms, lifted Wen Liang from the passenger seat onto his lap, pulled the hem of her shirt out of her belt with his big hands, and reached inside.

He had been single for a long time, and the intimacy of the past two days was like scratching an itch, making him even more insatiable.

The rough fingertips, with a burning temperature, caressed the delicate skin. Wenliang trembled and felt as if his whole body was burning.

The big hands followed the trend.

She quickly held down his rebellious hand, pushed his shoulder, and snorted, "Don't... don't touch it, it hurts."

It was most uncomfortable when I first started to stop breastfeeding. Now it’s not as severe as before, but it’s still uncomfortable.

“When will it get better?”

"I don't know, maybe two or three days."

Fu Zheng sucked her lips, reluctantly buried his head in her neck, and took a deep breath, "Let's go to the hotel tonight?"

"it is good."