Boss, Your Wife’s Asking for A Divorce, Again

"Stop crying."

Fu xishen took out a black-and-white checkered handkerchief from his pocket and gently wiped Zhao Qiqing's tears.

"I didn't cry.”

Zhao Qiqing stood where she was and let Fu xishen wipe her face.

If it was meaningless, Fu xishen's plain mouth also had a radian, and his low voice was mixed with doting: "I was wrong."

"Grandma is in poor health. Why don't you come to see him?"

Remembering what the old lady said, Zhao Qiging began to complain about Fu xishen.

Before they got married, as a granddaughter-in-law, she was obliged to help Fu xishen visit the old lady.

Without her now, Fu xishen didn't even come to see the old lady.

Zhao Qiqing, who was angry, pursed her mouth slightly, and her angry face was very lovely.

Fu xishen didn't feel the atmosphere of being scolded at all, but felt that Zhao Qiqging's angry appearance was more beautiful.

"Don’t laugh at me.”

An anger rushed to her heart. Zhao Qiqing stretched out her hand to cover Fu xishen’s mouth without thinking, just to avoid seeing him laugh at herself.

The height difference between the two made Zhao Qiging have to stand on tiptoe to meet Fu xishen. As a result, her feet were unstable and the whole person fell to Fu xishen.

Feeling the inclination of her body, Zhao Qiqing screamed and wrapped her arms around Fu xishen's neck.

Fu xishen subconsciously protected the person in front of him and said helplessly, "if you can't stand stably, you have to show off your ability."

"It's not because of you."

Zhao Qiqing was eloquent, took back her hand after standing firm, and said unhappily, “I'm going home."

Thinking of Meilan and Zhao Lingling, I couldn't help frowning together.

She would rather stay with Fu xishen than go back to her old house.

"I'll see you off." Without discussion, Fu xishen was about to go to the door when Zhao Qiging stopped him.

"No, Rongyan just passed by after work. He will arrive soon.” Zhao Qiging dared not look into Fu xishen's eyes.

"Is he familiar with this place? Last time I came, I was on my way this time?" Fu xishen's cold tone was full of jealousy.

"Rong Yan is also kind. He is my brother. It's not too much to send me home."

Zhao Qiqing didn't think about the deeper relationship, but regarded Fu xishen as careful.

What's more, she hasn't said anything about Fu xishen and Anning. Since they were ready to get engaged, they should announce the news soon.

Thinking of that moment, Zhao Qiqing subconsciously kept a distance from Fu xishen.

Keep telling yourself that they can only be friends and partners.

Rong Yan didn't let Zhao Qiging wait too long. Instead, Fu xishen waited until Rong Yan appeared on the grounds that he promised the old lady to protect Zhao Qiqging.

Facing the powerful Fu xishen, Rong Yan didn't have stage fright, but walked up: "sister Qiging, let's go home."

Seeing Rong Yan appear, Zhao Qiging breathed a sigh of relief and finally didn't have to stand with the elusive man around her.

Fu xishen's temper is unpredictable. Sometimes he takes good care of her. Sometimes, like now, he doesn't say a word and is very penetrating.

Out of politeness, Zhao Qiging said hello: "Fu xishen, let's go back first.”

"My car just broke down. I wonder if your brother can give me a ride?"

Fully integrated with the night, Fu xishen followed Zhao Qiging to approach Rong Yan and looked at Zhao Qiqing with soliciting eyes.

Zhao Qiqing's face jerked. Did Fu xishen's car really break down?

I can't figure out Fu xishen's behavior. If his car really breaks down and the old lady has gone to bed, he really can't go back.

"Rong Yan, is that ok?"

Rong Yan, who was about to refuse, touched Zhao Qiqging's eyes and took back his previous idea: "yes, after all, it's sister Qiqing's friend.”

Zhao Qiqing didn't understand what riddles the two men were playing. She just sat in the back seat as if nothing had happened.

Rong Yan, who had opened the co pilot, looked at Fu xishen who approached the back seat and said with a smile, "does Fu always want me to be a driver?"

Rong Yan obviously means that he is willing to be Zhao Qiqing's driver, and Fu xishen is not qualified.

"Fu xishen, hurry up.”

Zhao Qiqing didn't think too much. Fu xishen walked up to the co pilot.

The war between the two men has just begun, and Zhao Qiqing, who doesn't know, gradually smells the smell of gunpowder.

"What does Qiging's brother do?" Fu xishen looked sideways at Zhao Qiging in the back seat. "Model." Rong Yan took the lead in answering Fu xishen's question.

"Really? It is said that there are many hidden rules in the industry, so we should pay attention to them."

"I haven't met it yet. I heard that the mall is also.” Rong Yan inadvertently replied.

Thinking that they didn't know each other, Zhao Qiging pointed to Fu xishen and said, "my ex husband, Rong Yan should know."

After all, the three of them made a big fuss about Fu xishen's engagement banquet.

Gossip is indispensable where Xin Mo is.

The two will have private contact. Zhao Qiqing doesn't need to introduce Fu xishen's identity too much.

For the first time, Fu xishen felt that his ex husband had a high status. At least he was a person who had a legal relationship with Zhao Qiging.

"Yes." Rong Yan changed the topic: "I remember when I was a child, there were many brothers chasing after sister Qiqing. Your friends took me as your first choice.”

Remembering the scene of first meeting Rong Yan, Zhao Qiqing smiled.

Rongyan's milk wolf face deceived many people, especially the girls around her mistakenly believed that Rongyan was her suitor.

Listening to their memories of childhood, Fu Xi coughed coldly and interrupted their conversation "The old house will arrive soon.” Fu xishen's reminder made Zhao Qiging realize that she said a lot unconsciously and sat in her seat obediently.

The car returned to silence. Zhao Qiqing looked at the old house getting closer and closer and sighed gently. They haven't slept yet.

It was already eleven o'clock in the evening, and the mother and daughter were waiting for her. "I'll go back first, Rong Yan. Please take Fu xishen home. I'll invite you to dinner next time." With that, Zhao Qiging went straight back to the old house.

"Yo, who should I be? I used to be the chairman of Shenghui Company.”

Yu Guang glimpsed Zhao Qiqing walking in from the door. Zhao Lingling said sarcastically while watching TV.

"Yes, we said we abandoned her at the beginning. Who knows it's for the whole company.” Meilan is echoing.

They didn't expect Zhao Qiqing to become the chairman of Shenghui Company five years later. Thinking of Zhao Qiging's high-quality husband and his own company, the remote control was severely thrown on the tea table by Zhao Lingling.

Hearing what they said, Zhao Qiging understood why they were looking for trouble.

From the moment they returned to their old house, Zhao Qiging knew that her identity as the chairman of Shenghui Company would soon be exposed, but she was not afraid.

"Any questions?" Zhao Qiqing looked at them with innocent eyes.

Holding the shares of Shenghui Company, she has the right to be the chairman of the board. "Zhao Qiqing, you are really shameless. I can only inherit your father's assets. You are not qualified!" Meilan also came back for money this time. She only moved back when she thought that the old house was still valuable. She planned to find an intermediary to sell it.

"Sorry, my shares are not his assets.” Zhao Qiqing smiled without anger, spread out her hands and shrugged helplessly.