Fu Tingjun, let's get divorced

Because of Fu Tingjun's cunning, Yang Qingwei had to sleep with him all night. When he woke up in the morning, he had already arrived at the company, and she was the only one left to take a shower with her tired body.

Really gave him face!
But when I think of the enthusiasm last night, I can't help but blush and heartbeat, woman, what a contradiction!
The clothes in the suitcase hadn't been washed yet, so Yang Qingwei had to wear the clothes here. I had to admit that Fu Tingjun's aesthetic vision was much better than hers, but she was still arrogant.

When Yang Qingwei came down, Fu Misheng was nestling on the sofa and eating some fruit. She didn't turn her head when she heard the footsteps. Yang Qingwei called her curiously, so she waved her hand to beckon her over.

"What are you looking at?"

Fu Misheng held up her mobile phone and showed her, "Look, the glass walkway here is great, and there is an ancient town nearby, but it seems too commercialized, but the food city over there is very famous. How about it? Do you want it?" to see?"

Yang Qingwei lacked interest, "I still have to find a job."

Fu Misheng put down the phone helplessly, put his arm around her shoulder and said, "Stop doing this, are you still angry with my brother after you're back?"

Yang Qingwei shook her head, and answered seriously, "First, I didn't come back, yesterday was an accident; second, I'm not angry, I really want to divorce him." After resting her head on her shoulder, her voice was soft and weak, "You should understand how I feel if you've been married. No one likes their significant other to have scandals with other people."

"I know, but my brother's is pure hype, and for so many years, so many years except..." Fu Misheng wanted to say that there was no one else but you, but when she thought of Qin Caiwei, she could only change her words, "He didn't treat anyone except you. Be careful."

Yang Qingwei smiled wryly, "Haven't you ever cared about Qin Caiwei?"

"First love doesn't understand love!" Fu Misheng rolled his eyes, and hugged her shoulders even tighter, jokingly said, "Why, are you jealous?"

"Ghosts are jealous of him!"

"If I'm not jealous, why do I smell sour?"

When Yang Qingwei was exposed, she immediately started to tickle her. Fu Misheng fell down on the sofa begging for mercy when she was defeated.After arguing for a while, the two finally separated, and Fu Misheng also confided in his thoughts.

"Actually, I have nothing else to do. I just want to find someone to accompany me on a trip to relax." It was rare for her to be so straightforward, and Yang Qingwei decided to be a listener.

"You may not believe it. I haven't come out yet. This marriage has hurt me too much."

Yang Qingwei followed her back and held her in his arms.

"it's already over!"

"I have liked him since I was a child. I thought that sincerity can be exchanged for sincerity, but I didn't expect that the price for dreams to come true turned out to be deception." The scar that had scabbed was torn open, leaving bloody pain.

Yang Qingwei knew that she was the culprit of all this, but she couldn't do anything except say sorry.

"It's not your fault, if he really respected me, he wouldn't lie to me." Tears glistened and were finally wiped away by slender fingers, "However, if you want to make it up to me, go on a trip with me , By the way, let’s see if there are any suitable projects for us. I watched a few projects a while ago, you can help me to see them.

Yang Qingwei felt that she had been cheated.

"Wait!" After saying that, Fu Misheng hurriedly ran to the second floor, and not long after, she came down with a stack of documents and spread them out in front of her.

"Look, this is a flower shop. Don't you like flowers? You are good at opening a flower shop!" Fu Misheng took out a document and stuffed it into her hand.

"I can't grow flowers. The ones at home are purely because they are easy to feed!" Yang Qingwei denied.

"What about this? This is cosmetics. Girls like beauty. It's a good time to sell cosmetics, and they have a long shelf life, so don't worry about expiring!"

Yang Qingwei listened to her chatter, as if she was really setting goals for herself.

Fu Misheng has her own goal, what about her?What is her goal?