Chapter 1 Divorce (1)

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(To love someone, not to raise her in the boudoir and become a delicate flower, but to make her equal to you and go hand in hand!) )

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Many years later, Fu Qingqing still remembers the morning that changed her life.

When she woke up, she got up from the bed in a daze, and when she walked out of the room, she saw her mother sitting on the sofa in the living room.

She hadn't seen her mother for half a month, and she thought she had seen it wrong, so she couldn't help but rub her eyes with her chubby hand and found that her mother was still there.

She shouted happily, "Mommy." "Running down the stairs on chubby legs.

When she heard her mother calling her Qingqing, she was very happy and broke into her mother's arms like a whirlwind.

Mother's body is her familiar taste, the soft embrace is unusually warm, her lotus-like fat arms around Feng Chenchen's neck, while moving her butt to find a comfortable position, while muttering seriously, "Mom has finally finished her business trip?" I miss you during this time, I eat obediently every day, have you eaten obediently? ”

"Qingqing is awesome, I knew Qingqing was an amazing good boy."

Fu Qingqing listened to her mother's praise and was happy in her heart, showing a big smile, and just wanted to say something more, her eyes inadvertently touched her father who was sitting opposite.

Fu Zheyan leaned silently on the sofa opposite, his slender and muscular body wrapped in decent black clothes, the exploration and sharpness in his eyes had not completely dissipated, and the majesty belonging to the superior flowed silently.

His fingers holding the cigarette rested lightly on the armrest, and the curling white smoke dissipated into the air with a slight loneliness.

Fu Qingqing had never seen such a serious father, and she was inexplicably a little scared, but she still stubbornly shouted, "Dad." ”

In the past, her father loved her very much, and every time he went out, he would bring her gifts, and when he came home, he would hug her and play with her.

He would take her and her mother to travel to various countries, let her ride a big horse, play the piano and sing to her, and always smile at her.

But in the past two years, he hasn't gone home much, and every time she asks Aunt Liu's father when he will come back, Aunt Liu will say that he is very busy, at work, and has to go on a business trip.

Even when he came back, he just looked at her from a distance and didn't hug her much.

After a long time, every time she saw him, she was scared and wanted to hide, not wanting to be discovered by him.

"That's fine, just talk about it in front of the child."

She could hear the impatience and coldness in her father's voice, and couldn't help but look at him, trying to see the reason in his taut cheeks.

"What is there to say in front of the child." Feng Chenchen's delicate brows furrowed, his voice was a little colder, and when he looked down at Fu Qingqing, his face was dyed with a few gentle smiles, "Shall I take Qingqing to eat breakfast?" A new steamed bun shop has opened on Liujia Road, and the xiaolongbao is delicious. ”

"Okay." Fu Qingqing nodded happily, "Is Dad going too?" She asked tentatively, her expectant gaze falling on Fu Zheyan's body.

After a few seconds, Fu Qingqing listened to Feng Chenchen's voice and said astringently: "Dad is busy, wait for Dad to be no longer busy." ”

Although Fu Qingqing didn't know what was wrong with them, she also noticed that the atmosphere between them was not good.

She was about to say something to ease the atmosphere between them, but she heard Fu Zheyan's sneer, "Heh! Anyway, she will find out sooner or later, so it is better to talk about it now, lest she have illusions about you, an incompetent mother. Business trip? Overtime? Every time you have to find a reason to lie to her, why don't you get tired and panic. ”

"What about you? How can you be better than me? Feng Chenchen couldn't control his lips and sneered, "You are a good father?" Speaking of this, she couldn't help but sneer and snorted coldly, "That's right, you are indeed a good father, but it's a pity that you are not Qingqing's good father." ”

The meaning is meaningful, even the six-year-old Fu Qingqing can hear it.

"Feng Chenchen!" Fu Zheyan stood up slowly, glared at Feng Chenchen angrily, his handsome cheeks cracked inch by inch, "Look at your appearance, how can you still look like a wife and mother, it's like a shrew, I was really blind at the beginning." ”

Feng Chenchen was not to be outdone, he stared straight at Fu Zheyan, and for a while, the air in the living room condensed into ice.

Fu Qingqing didn't know why they quarreled, she was so scared that she couldn't help but hold Feng Chenchen's clothes and hide in her arms, but she heard the heartbeat of her mother's thin body losing rhythm and thundering.

She instinctively reached out to shake Feng Chenchen's hand, but found that the hand that had brought her comfort countless times was clenched tightly, and she couldn't break it.

Before she could say the sound of her mother, her body was picked up and thrown aside.

She watched her mother get up and glared at her father, her body trembling like a willow leaf in a rainstorm, and the whole person was like a rabbit with red eyes, with a hideous mouth, "No! Of course you are blind, otherwise how could you give up the right lady and marry such a shameful and lowly embryo as me. If you want me to say, what your mother said is not bad at all, you should marry Qin Shiru. Oh, no, what you want to marry now is not Qin Shiru, but Qin Shiru's sister Qin Shiyan. I think you might as well marry both, so that you can be worthy of your Fu Zheyan's identity. ”

After that, there was a fierce quarrel, just like every couple who came to the end, stabbed each other in the softest place with the meanest and most hurtful words in the world, showing their ugliness and embarrassment.

She was completely frightened by the two people in front of her, her mind was blank, her voice could not be heard, she could only open her eyes and helplessly look at her father, who was always slow and reasonable, with red eyes and angry, and her mother, who was always gentle and kind, yelled.

Until Fu Zheyan couldn't bear it anymore and picked up the vase from the table and smashed it to the ground.

The piercing sound of breaking exploded in his ears, the splashed debris crossed Fu Qingqing's forehead, and the hot pain came, Fu Qingqing instinctively covered the wound, tears rolled and slipped down, but he didn't dare to make a sound.

Silence, dead silence fermented in the vast living room.

None of the two adults in the living room noticed that blood was already flowing from between her hands.

"Really, let's get a divorce."

I don't know how long it took, and the five words fluttered in the living room.

Although Fu Qingqing is not very old, she also knows what divorce means.

Song Ge's parents are divorced, and his eyes are red every day, like a small flower that has been exposed to the sun, wilting.

Song Ge's cousin Song Yuan and a group of children also laughed at him, she complained for Song Ge, and took the overlord group to fight around Song Yuan. But Song Ge still didn't have a smile on his face, and the whole person was even more wilted.

Ignoring the wound, she staggered to her feet, cried and ran over to hug Fu Zheyan's legs, her little face was flushed, her chubby little hands were tightly gripping Fu Zheyan's trousers, looking at him, and pleading: "Don't ...... Promise...... Dad, I beg you not to say yes. ”

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