Fu Tingjun, let's get divorced

Fu Tingjun stopped Yang Qingwei from clearing the table as she was full of soup. Her body was just not suitable for being tired, so she had better rest.

Yang Qingwei walked towards the sofa obediently, and within a few steps, she suddenly remembered something and asked him if he had time?
Fu Tingjun was still sitting where he was, and when he heard her words, he subconsciously replied that if it was a divorce, forget it.

Yang Qingwei bit her lip and sat on the sofa obediently.

This matter has dragged on for so long, and it's not good for both of them. Yang Qingwei wanted to clarify everything now, but he refused, and she couldn't help it.

Seeing that she didn't respond, Fu Tingjun went back upstairs feeling dissatisfied.

The living room was quiet again, and Yang Qingwei sat curled up on the sofa, leaning her head against the sofa in a depressed mood.She thought she could really escape from Fu Tingjun, but she didn't expect it to be just a flash in the pan.

Yang Qingwei fell asleep in a daze amidst the grievance and sadness.

In the dream, she saw her grandpa and grandma. They held her hands, put the silver bracelet on her hands, and wished her happiness.Yang Qingwei smiled and said she would, and turned her head to see Fu Tingjun walking in. Before Yang Qingwei could speak, she was pushed by her grandparents to come to him. He smiled and leaned over to hug her. Yang Qingwei heard her heartbeat, When she wanted to speak, her body felt light. Yang Qingwei struggled to catch something, and when she opened her eyes, she saw Fu Tingjun's magnified face.

"Don't move!" The voice was as low as ever.

When Yang Qingwei regained her senses, she realized that he was carrying her to the second floor. If she moved around, the two of them would easily fall down, so she obediently let him carry her back to the bedroom.

When she sat on the bed and saw that he was about to leave, Yang Qingwei finally asked her doubts.

"This is where?"

"my home."

"Your house? You also have a house here?" Yang Qingwei felt that her view of money had been hit.

Fu Tingjun, who was about to take off his shirt, came to her and leaned over with his hands on her sides. Facing his approaching face, Yang Qingwei subconsciously backed away, but soon she couldn't dodge.

Fu Tingjun looked into her eyes and asked jokingly, "Did you never know about your husband's property?"

Yang Qingwei pursed her lips and avoided her eyes unnaturally. How would she know how much property he has?Not to mention his property, she didn't even read how much property he gave her in their marriage agreement, after all, she never wanted it.

"Huh?" Seeing that she didn't answer, Fu Tingjun's voice rose.

Yang Qingwei nodded obediently.

Fu Tingjun snorted and got up slowly to unbutton his shirt, and said slowly, "It will be good for you when you go back tomorrow and take a good look."

"It's not mine. What's there to see?" Yang Qingwei murmured unconsciously. After she finished speaking, she regretted it. She covered her mouth with her hands and looked at him innocently. Fu Tingjun didn't care. He only paused for a moment before continuing to unbutton his clothes. .

"Why not? We didn't register the property before marriage. If you want to divorce, you can take half of it!"

Yang Qingwei opened her mouth unconsciously, what did he say?divorce?He promised to divorce himself?

Yang Qingwei who caught this message immediately jumped out of bed, grabbed his arm without wearing shoes, looked at him expectantly and asked, "Are you going to divorce me?"

After unbuttoning his clothes, Fu Tingjun's gentle expression tightened again. He glanced at the hand holding his arm, and said word by word, "You want to divorce me that much?"

Yang Qingwei bit her lip, grabbed his hand unconsciously, and suddenly seemed to sense something, and slowly let go of his hand, hanging by her side.

"I just don't think we are suitable, not to mention that Qin Caiwei has come back, so you really don't need to pester me any longer."

Here it is again, it's still Qin Caiwei after all, how much weight does Qin Caiwei have in her heart?