Black-bellied husband, don't be too bad

Chapter 202 So what if you become fat and ugly, it's in your eyes

He took off his white shirt, and inside was a white vest. The muscles on his arms were smooth and obvious.

Chu Ci secretly rolled her eyes and thought: You have already taken off your clothes, why are you asking me?
"Whatever!" Chu Ci looked away slightly, as if remembering something, and said, "Can you change the light bulb?"

"Of course!" Fu Heng turned the light bulb in his hand and said, "Changing the light bulb and repairing the toilet are trivial matters!"

Little things?

The corner of Chu Ci's mouth twitched: "Okay, it's up to you!"

The house I just moved to had nothing to eat. After Chu Ci cleaned up, she felt a little hungry, and planned to go to the canteen downstairs to buy some instant noodles and fruits.

Fu Heng was probably still tossing about in the bathroom, Chu Ci thought about how annoying this man was, he couldn't get rid of it like brown sugar.

She bought a tube of dried noodles and a few fruits and came back, turned on the gas stove and started to boil the noodles. When the noodles were cooked, Fu Heng almost replaced the light bulb and came out.

Seeing Chu Ci sitting at the small table eating noodles, he frowned: "Didn't you prepare it for me?"

Chu Ci's hand holding the chopsticks stopped suddenly, she lowered her head, and ate the noodles calmly: "No."

"Although it is free labor, it can't be exploited like this, right?"

Chu Ci didn't know where Fu Heng had the face to say such words. She put the chopsticks aside, raised her face and asked solemnly, "When are you leaving?"

Fu Heng held a light pink towel in his hand, and wiped the sweat from his forehead and face with it, with a casual look: "Leave after eating!"

The towel looked familiar no matter how it looked, Chu Ci suddenly stood up: "This is my face towel!"

Fu Heng took the towel in his hand and looked at it: "Oh, I will wash it for you later."

"No." Chu Ci hurriedly stopped him: "You hurry up!"

"I haven't eaten yet!"

Chu Ci resisted the urge to splash a bowl of noodles on his face, "There are dried noodles in the kitchen, cook them yourself!"

Fu Heng's face immediately revealed a look of embarrassment: "I can't cook."

Who are you kidding? A second ago, he said that changing the light bulb and repairing the toilet is a trivial matter. He looks like a good man at home, but now he says he can't cook noodles. It's quite funny to think about it.

Chu Ci endured her temper and stood up: "Okay, I'll cook noodles for you."

Now, she only has one thought, this man should leave quickly, it's really annoying to be stuck here.

In order to prevent Fu Heng from finding fault, Chu Ci took great care to deal with it, telling him to get out as soon as he finished eating!

Sitting on the sofa in the small living room, Fu Heng looked at the busy figures in the kitchen, and suddenly felt that this small dilapidated room had a warm feeling of home. It is quite amazing that the house is dilapidated and old and can still be lived in.

The corners of his lips pursed into a smile, but there was a flash of melancholy in his eyes.

The phone on the coffee table rang, and a text message came in.

"President, the matter you asked me to investigate has some clues."

Fu Heng sat up straight, and quickly edited: "How many have been found, tell me one by one."

Three minutes later, a text message from there came over, "Chu Tianhua went to look for Shen Zekai after the Chu family went bankrupt, but was rejected, and then tried again, but after returning this time, it was reported that he jumped off the building." News, I got a recording here, when you are free, I will bring it to you!"

Fu Heng pursed his lips: "Let's go to the company later!"

He put down his phone, watched Chu Ci come out of the kitchen, stood up with a smile and walked over.

"Let's go after eating!" Chu Ci sat down opposite him angrily, with a very bad tone.

Fu Heng didn't care too much, took a pinch of noodles with the chopsticks, and commented: "The taste is not bad."

Chu Ci's eyes almost rolled to his forehead.

Fu Heng ate halfway, looked at the woman opposite who was playing with her phone while eating, and frowned: "Don't play with your phone while eating!"

Chu Ci put down her phone, raised her face and glanced at him coldly: "Mr. Fu, are you being too lenient?"

Unmoved, Fu Heng said solemnly like an old cadre: "Playing with mobile phones while eating is easy to gain weight and become ugly."

"..." Chu Ci was silent for several seconds, unwilling to retort: ​​"So what if you become fat and ugly, is it in your eyes?"

"I'm afraid it will delay your search for the second spring."

Chu Ci's hand holding the chopsticks was slightly hard, and she almost broke the chopsticks. She forced a smile: "Second spring, it's a very simple thing. I'm so young and have no children. It's easy to remarry."

She said this in order to convince herself, but the sentence that no child will come out feels like being stabbed by a needle, and there is an indescribable pain.

The hand holding the chopsticks also trembled imperceptibly.

Fu Heng lowered his head and couldn't see the expression clearly, but when she said that it would be easy to remarry without children, a dark light flashed in his eyes, and soon, he smiled lightly: "Remember to keep your eyes open when you are looking for Erchun. , don’t worry, you can come to me, and I’ll help you appraise it to see if it’s suitable for you.”

Chu Ci sneered: "Are you unable to be a model husband and want to be a model ex-husband?"

Fu Heng held the chopsticks between his slender fingers, and there was an indifferent smile on his lips: "The relationship is gone but the relationship is still there. I will try my best to help you if I can."

There was a deep smile in his eyes, like a kind elder teaching her: "You are still young, now men are very bad, if you cheat your feelings, you will turn your face and deny others, don't worry, I will help you look into it. "

What this means is that in the future, she will have to get his approval to have a boyfriend or something.

Is there anyone more shameless than this man?

Chu Ci put the chopsticks aside: "I have eyes myself, so I won't be so stupid as to be deceived again." She dragged her cheeks and looked at Fu Heng with a smile: "At least there was a failed marriage, and the lessons learned from the past are still there. How could I be fooled?" How about a short memory?"

Originally, her attitude towards feelings was tentative, she would not give all her heart, she would only give a part of her heart first, and if she was hurt or stung, she would immediately withdraw and become an ostrich.

She also envied the kind of person who was fearless and gave up his heart, and was not afraid of being hurt, but she couldn't do it, she was so afraid of pain.

Feeling a little sour in her heart, Chu Ci tried her best to hold it back, her face changed, and she was afraid of the table: "You should finish eating, hurry up and leave."

Fu Heng took out a tissue and wiped it elegantly. He is that kind of person. No matter where he is, he has an elegant and calm temperament, unhurried. For example, now that they are divorced, Fu Heng can still act calmly. Guiding her calmly is like opening the perspective of God, she is capable, really capable!

He stood up: "I'm going back, call me if you need it."

Chu Ci pushed him out the door: "You hurry up!"

After the door closed, she shook her head, thinking it was ridiculous.

She has always thought that the best result is to get together and get together, and she did it. She didn't tear herself apart with Fu Heng. It was impossible for the two of them to really tear each other up because of their personalities and self-cultivation, but why did she think that man seemed strange? , indescribably strange.

Patting his head, Chu Ci couldn't figure it out, so he just didn't bother to think about it. He cleared the dining table, took a shower, and lay down on the bed ready to sleep.

…………

Fu Heng went downstairs and drove directly to the company.

The lights in the office were brightly lit, and Cheng Yuan had already been waiting for him in the office.

Cheng Yuan helped him investigate Chu Tianhua's affairs in the past few days, and he has not returned to the company all the time. Normally, Fu Heng would not come home from work until eight or nine o'clock, but today the secretary said that he seemed to leave at five o'clock. left the company.

So he couldn't help asking: "President, are you going this afternoon..."

Fu Heng sat down in front of the office, opened the drawer, took out the cigarette case, and lit a cigarette: "I went to the Civil Affairs Bureau to apply for a divorce certificate."

Cheng Yuan's eyes suddenly widened: "Li... really divorced!"

"Yes!" Fu Heng exhaled a puff of smoke ring, and the bluish-white smoke curled up. His handsome face was a little blurred in the smoke, and he was a little melancholy like a sigh. "I'm afraid she will be annoying!"

"Aren't you going to save it?" Cheng Yuan is an honest boy, graduated from a top ten foreign university with a high IQ, but the only thing he lacks is that he has never been in a relationship, and he doesn't know the many twists and turns in this love.

Fu Heng sneered faintly: "If I just let go like this, what am I going to put so much effort into?"

He sat up straight: "You said you have a recording, what are you talking about?"

"Oh, okay, I copied it on the computer."

Cheng Yuan took out the laptop, opened it, and called out the audio file: "I got this from Secretary Shen Zekai. It was damaged. I repaired it. It should be released now."

He clicked the mouse, and the audio file was opened.

At first it was a very noisy environment, probably in a box or something, Fu Heng frowned, and just about to speak, he heard a man's laughter coming from the player, which was harsh and arrogant.

It was Shen Zekai's voice.

"Hahaha, you say he is stupid or not, I said if you jump off the building, everything will be fine, and your son and daughter will not be dragged down by you. When the bankruptcy order comes out, everything will be fine, and then he Sure enough, I really went to jump off the building, but it just happened, my debts are gone, and I feel relaxed, hahaha."

There are a few more paragraphs behind, Shen Zekai said when he was drunk when he was proud, probably in the box with a few close friends, but was recorded by someone, probably the secretary recorded the voice.

"Don't say I'm cruel, I'm just joking, people want to take it seriously, what can I do, don't you, hahaha!"

From Shen Zekai's point of view, it might just be a joke, but to Chu Tianhua who was desperate at the time, it was not as simple as a joke.

Fu Heng frowned, and couldn't help cursing in a low voice.

He smiled coldly: "Shen Zekai is really unscrupulous in order to achieve his goal."

Cheng Yuan sighed: "Even my brother is hurt, what else can't be done?"

Fu Heng stood up, extinguished the cigarette butt, and asked, "He's still on trial, right?"

Cheng Yuan nodded: "Yes."

"You make arrangements, I want to see him!"

(End of this chapter)