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

Fu Zheng picked up his phone and saw that Wen Liang had sent him a message, asking him if he would go home for dinner in the evening.

Fu Zheng replied: I have a game tonight, no need to wait for me.

Returning to the homepage, he opened the phone book and dialed Lu Yao's number.

At 8:30 in the evening, after saying goodbye to Lu Yao, Fu Zheng returned to Chaoxing Garden and pushed open the entrance door.

The living room is filled with warm light, quiet and cozy.

There were two yoga mats placed on the open space in the middle. Wenliang sat cross-legged on them, put his hands together, and slowly raised them up to his head.

Fu Shifan, who was sitting on the mat next to him, followed suit.

Hearing the door open, Wen Liang glanced at him and said, "Are you back?"

Fu Shifan also glanced at him, "Are you back?"

"..."

Fu Zheng put his briefcase on the coffee table and saw two suitcases lying next to the sofa.

One of them was spread out on the ground. The custom-made shirts were ironed with sharp edges and neatly stacked by color. Even the cufflink storage box was neatly stuck in the grid interlayer.

"This is……?"

Wen Liang took a look and said, "Oh, I asked Aunt Zhang to help clean it up."

"I know. Why do I need to pack all this?" Fu Zheng loosened his tie and unbuttoned his jeweled cufflinks, which made a slight scraping sound as they slid across the silk fabric.

"I've already given birth to An An and finished my confinement. It's time for you to move out."

Fu Shifan blinked his eyes with glee.

Fu Zheng paused, his movements frozen in the air.

"Aliang, are you still angry with me? I don't dislike Mason..."

"No," Wen Liang glanced at him and turned over to change his position. "Didn't you move here to take care of me when I was pregnant? Have you forgotten?"

"..."

How could he forget?

It's just... I want to get away with it and stay here.

Perhaps he could have stayed, but Huo Dongcheng schemed against him. After Wen Liang revealed this, he felt a gap in his heart.

Thinking of this, Fu Zheng cursed Huo Dongcheng in his heart for being insidious.

"Aliang, An An is still young, I can help you take care of him if I stay..."

"It's okay. Aunt Zhang is here."

As he spoke, Wen Liang stood up and walked towards the dining table.

Fu Shifan followed like a little tail, tiptoeing to reach the honey jar on the dining table: "Aunt, is Dad going to be kicked out?"

She raised her voice deliberately.

Meeting Fu Zheng's gaze, the little girl smiled guiltily and closed her mouth.

Fu Zheng walked up to Wen Liang and whispered, "The tenth floor was renovated half a month ago. It will be ready for occupancy after another half a month of ventilation. We will move in then. Will you keep me here for another half a month?"

After all, this place is half occupied by Tang Shishi, and it is not easy for them to occupy the whole place as the room is limited.

If he moves to the tenth floor, Fu Zheng can also have a room of his own.

"Aunt, I also want to move to the tenth floor." The little girl heard it and said immediately.

She lives upstairs with Aunt Wang. Although it is convenient for them to go up and down, they always feel bored when they don't live together.

According to this layout, the house on the tenth floor should have six bedrooms and four living rooms, which is just enough for their family and two aunts.

Wen Liang frowned, feeling that something was wrong.

Fu Zheng and Fu Shifan want to live with her, so...what was her purpose in moving out of Xinghewan Villa?

"we'll talk about it then."

Unable to get a definite answer, the father and daughter looked at each other, both a little disappointed.

However, the New Year is coming soon, and Fu Shifan is still very happy.

But soon she was no longer happy.

Fu Zheng's cell phone rang.

He took it out and took a look at it, frowning slightly.

Fu Shifan looked at his expression and asked, "Dad, who is it?"

"It's your grandpa."

"..." The little girl was stunned for a moment and whispered, "What did he call about?"

"We'll find out later."

As he spoke, Fu Zheng answered the phone and greeted old Wilson in English.

After the two exchanged pleasantries, Wilson said, "I called you this time to tell you that I want to bring Carol to Philadelphia to celebrate the Spring Festival."

The Spring Festival is a traditional festival in Country Z. Because of Xie Shu, old Wilson's family also celebrates the Spring Festival.

"Let me ask Carol's opinion."

Fu Zheng looked at Fu Shifan beside him and whispered, "Your grandfather wants to take you over to celebrate the Spring Festival. Do you want to go?"

Fu Shifan immediately shook his head and whispered, "I don't want to go."

This is her second Spring Festival in Jiangcheng, and it is still new to her. Last Spring Festival, her grandmother kept a close eye on her and didn’t allow her to get close to her aunt, so she didn’t have a very enjoyable time.

Fu Zheng replied into the microphone, "Carol said she doesn't want to go."

"Give the phone to Carol, I'll talk to her."

Fu Zheng handed the phone to Fu Shifan, who greeted politely, "Hello, Grandfather."

“Hahaha…” Old Wilson on the other end of the phone smiled kindly, “Carol, why are you so distant from grandpa?”

"Hehehe..." The little girl laughed dryly.

Relatives like these who you don’t see often may become familiar with each other after a few days of getting along, but once they are separated again, they will become strangers again.

"Your father just said that you don't want to come to Philadelphia to celebrate the Spring Festival?"

"Well, Grandfather, I have only just arrived in Jiangcheng and I want to celebrate the New Year here."

“Grandpa prepared a lot of activities, and it was very lively!”

"But I want to be with my dad," said the little girl.

Hearing this, Old Wilson was helpless, "Well, how about you come here and stay for a few days after the New Year?"

"...Okay." After hesitating for a moment, Fu Shifan nodded in agreement.

Her grandfather took a step back, and she couldn't refuse anymore.

"Then we've settled."

They both chatted for a while before hanging up the phone.

Fu Shifan returned the phone to Fu Zheng, who took it and asked casually, "What did you promise him?"

"My grandfather said that he would take me over to stay for a few days after the Chinese New Year."

"If you don't want to go, Dad can help you turn it down." Fu Zheng squatted down and rubbed the little girl's head.

Fu Shifan shook her head and pouted: "But I promised my grandfather..."

She secretly glanced in the direction of the dining table. Wen Liang was preparing honey water. His back looked particularly gentle under the warm yellow light. "And my aunt said that we must fulfill our promises to others."

"Okay then, Dad will take you there."

"Okay, it's a good opportunity for me to go see grandma." Fu Shifan said with a smile.

She didn't know yet that Fu Qingyue had been arrested for assault.

Children's world is simple and they won't pay attention to this kind of news. As long as Aunt Wang pays a little attention, she can cut off Fu Shifan's source of information.

Fu Zheng paused and said, "When you come back, Dad will take you to see grandma."

The little girl looked at him curiously. Why should he wait for her to come back?

“Isn’t Grandma in Philadelphia?”

"No, she is in the capital."

When Fu Shifan heard this, he immediately screamed, "Then why didn't you take me to the capital last time!"

Fu Zheng took some effort to calm Fu Shifan down.

Emotions came and went quickly. Fu Shifan quickly calmed down and said with a smile, "Dad, do you know why I don't want to go to Philadelphia for the New Year?"

"Don't you want to be with Dad?"

"This is one of them. The other is..." The little girl looked at Wen Liang, "My sister will be discharged from the hospital soon. I want to see what she looks like soon!"