Chapter Seventy-Eight: Then Divorce
Uncle Zhou continued: "With Du Yunqian's insidious and cunning nature, it is said that coming back to approach the young lady should also be to prove his current achievements. ”
"I decided to move his company in Seoul and asked him not to contact the young lady again, but he refused, saying that he could give up his career in Seoul for the sake of the young lady. ”
Fu Chen's eyes were dyed red, and the words were extremely heavy: "One is not willing to give up, and the other is not to implicate others, heh, it is really touching to share hardships and infatuation." ”
Listening to this, why is it so sour.
Uncle Zhou couldn't help but feel worthless for Fu Chen for a while, and cautiously tempted: "Young master, why don't I find a way to move Du Yunqian's foreign industry and force him to go back." ”
When did he Fu Chen need to be so unbearable in order to get a woman?
Fu Chen's voice was suddenly cold: "Don't say this next time, and don't make your own decisions in the future, and move Du Yunqian privately." ”
"It's the young master, it's me who is reckless. Uncle Zhou knew that his words were wrong, and his hand holding the steering wheel tightened, and he hurriedly responded respectfully.
As they spoke, the intersection light turned red, and the taxi was one step ahead of them and turned left first.
That's the way to Mingyuan, so you don't have to worry too much about losing it.
Uncle Zhou stopped and waited, and continued: "There is one more thing, Mrs. Li said that if there is a chance in the future, she will definitely do her best to serve you." Can you not withdraw that investment in Zhao's enterprises? ”
Fu Chen's cold gaze fell on the window, looking at the taxi that quickly disappeared from sight, and his thoughts drifted away for a moment.
I don't know why, he suddenly remembered the night by the sea.
She sat across from her, eating barbecue without any image, smiling so jokingly, her eyebrows crooked, and two pear vortices hanging from the corners of her mouth.
She was slightly drunk, and her tone was coquettish, and she said, "You used to be so good to me, but now? Now you know how to bully me!"
He couldn't help but wonder if their relationship would really never go back.
The indicator light turned green, and Uncle Zhou passed the intersection and quickly continued to follow the taxi.
Fu Chenliang responded to his words for a long time: "Tell that woman that the decision I made has never been reversed." This is the beginning, and it is also a reminder that if there is a next time, she will make trouble in any of Fu's companies, I will consider directly letting Zhao's company disappear in Seoul. ”
"Yes, young master. ”
The taxi stopped at Mingyuan, and Yan Mu got out of the car, but stood there and did not leave.
Uncle Zhou parked the car in the gloom around the corner, turned around and asked, "Then shall we go back, young master." ”
"Wait here. Fu Chen's voice was light, he pushed the door down, and walked straight forward.
Yan Mu turned around calmly and looked at the person walking towards her, she was not surprised, because she knew the car that followed her all the way.
She stood here, just waiting for him.
He approached her, and his tall figure cast a shadow over her.
Fu Chen looked at her and said, "Follow me back to Mingyuan." ”
followed her all the way, just to repeat this sentence she gave the answer?
Yan Mu's voice was faint: "I said it, I don't want to go back with you." ”
"Then divorce, I don't want a stack of your unsightly photos to appear on my desk tomorrow. My money wasn't used to make a fortune for those gossip reporters. ”
Yan Mu was stunned for a while, and it took a while to understand his words.
She said that since those photos were taken by the paparazzi and were also in front of Fu Chen's eyes, why didn't any news come out.
It turned out that he spent money to buy it and pressed it down.
Fu Chen looked at her slightly changing eyes and said sarcastically: "Don't take yourself too seriously, what I care about is the reputation of the Fu family, and I am not interested in helping you deal with the aftermath." ”
Yan Mujiang looked at him sideways, and said calmly: "You have all come here and seen it, don't worry, I am not as ...... as you think"
"Heh, who knows. Do you think that there will still be trust in you now that you are with me?" Fu Chen interrupted her instantly.
"Two choices, either go back to Mingyuan or divorce. ”
Yan Mu couldn't help frowning, his request was too weird.
"I don't understand, you want to divorce me, why do you have to live under the same roof as you?
The corners of Fu Chen's lips hooked up a sneer: "Who knows, maybe I just don't want you to feel better." ”
Yan Mu bit his lip, finally held back his anger, and walked past him with a faint expression: "Okay, then let's go." ”
It was already the beginning of night, Yan Mu sat next to the car window, sitting on the other side farthest from Fu Chen, and couldn't help but lean his head lightly against the car window.
For some reason, she felt a little uncomfortable.
Maybe it's a little cold, or maybe it's just when I left the company, I vomited up the dinner I ate, and now I still feel like my stomach is sour.
The car drove forward without hurry, and there was a dead silence in the car.
It was time to get off work, and the road was heavily congested, so Yan Mu hesitated whether to let Uncle Zhou stop the car.
The car is stuck in the middle lane and is not easy to pull over.
She finally couldn't help but open her mouth: "Uncle Zhou, is there a plastic bag?"
"Young lady, what are you talking about?" The road was blocked, mixed with the honking of other cars, and Uncle Zhou didn't hear the words clearly.
Yan Muqiang endured and repeated: "I said, can you give me a plastic bag." ”
Fu Chen, who had been sitting quietly with a cold face, looked sideways slightly, and saw Yan Mu's miserable white face and the cold sweat falling straight down from his forehead.
His face sank suddenly.
Uncle Zhou hurriedly took a bag and handed it over, and glanced back with concern: "Young lady, are you okay?" ”
"What do you say?" Fu Chen's eyes glanced coldly ahead.
Yan Mu didn't have time to pay attention to the words in his ear, but he only retched.
It seems that the stomach has been vomited outside the company, and I can't vomit anything anymore.
Uncle Zhou pulled over the car, Yan Mu immediately pushed the door and got out of the car, squatting on the side of the road and gasping for air.
The whole person was cold.
Fu Chen stood next to her, didn't say a word, only looked at her condescendingly.
The coldness in his eyes dissipated, and there was indescribable emotions churning.
After a long time, he asked her, "How long has it been like this?"
Yan Mu understood it instantly, but he didn't hesitate to reply to him: "As for today's incident, it may be because of the menstrual period." ”
During the menstrual period, Fu Chen's eyes seemed to flash with a trace of disappointment, and he didn't speak again.
The cold wind blew, and the whole person immediately became much more sober, and there was no such uncomfortable feeling of suffocation.
Yan Mu stood up and saw Fu Chen's outstretched hand.
She was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "I'm fine, don't need to." ”
Then he went straight around him and got into the car.
Fu Chen's hand froze for a moment, and a trace of displeasure and mockery flashed in his eyebrows.