Mr. Fu Changming received a call while reviewing the documents.
From my future in-laws, Mr. Wen Fengchen.
"I'm sorry, old Fu, I've thought about it again and again, but I still think your family's Fu Lu and our family's Wen Ruan are not suitable."
Fu Changming frowned slightly, stood up, and said eagerly: "Old Wen, let's consider this first—"
But before he could finish speaking, he heard Wen Fengchen on the other end of the phone cough, and then said with a straight face: "Wen Ruan has a simple personality, she doesn't care about the city, she has kindness and empathy for everyone, and she faces life optimistically." And positive, very likable. So she is more suitable to get along with the kind of people who are very honest and don't hide things in their hearts."
"So maybe it doesn't fit with your Fu Lu's character, let's find a time to break off the engagement."
… What the hell
Fu Changming felt something was wrong.
Why does it feel like Wen Fengchen, who used to be quite fluent in speech, made a phone call today as if he was reading a textbook, and he used words and sentences like a little girl.
And who would make such a phone call to praise their daughter, and even beat around the bush with private goods
But before Fu Changming could react, he hung up the phone neatly.
Before he could figure out the question marks, he received a text message from Xie Ai.
[Xie Ai]: Our family Wen Ruan and your family Fu Lu had a little temper tantrum, just like young people quarreling. Fei was at home crying and pestering his father to pretend to divorce, the words just now were written by Wen Ruan, and he was still monitoring his father to call you and read it out.
[Xie Ai]: I'll send you a text message, don't be a fool, and I will mention your family Fu Lu a little bit when I go back. They are good boys, so don't miss it. "
Fu Changming was silent for a while, then stretched out his hand to hold his forehead helplessly.
It means that the line that Wen Fengchen read just now, why is the accent so familiar
Looking at it this way, it really looks like that little girl Wen Ruan.
He smiled and shook his head, then put down the phone and picked up the pen to continue reviewing the document, but just after writing a few words, he paused again and put the pen down.
Fu Changming made a fist with his fingers crossed, and put his arm on the desk, thoughtfully.
This is indeed a good thing.
Since his youngest daughter passed away, Fu Zhihuan seemed to wrap himself in a thick cocoon, alienated and indifferent to anyone.
Although he looks like a normal person, it seems that nothing can make him any waves.
Fu Changming still remembers that when Fu Zhihuan was in junior high school, a servant at home broke a piece of glass.
Fu Mingheng's knee hit the glass, so all the people panicked and helped him up, cleaned up the scene, and called the family doctor to check the injury.
It wasn't until after a wave of people dispersed that someone discovered that Fu Zhihuan's right forearm had been scratched with a long scratch by glass at some point.
But he didn't say a word to him. It wasn't until someone reminded him with a startled voice that Fu Zhihuan turned his eyes, glanced at his scars, smiled softly, and said lightly: "Sorry, I didn't pay attention."
At that time, Fu Changming discovered that Fu Zhihuan was not indifferent to the people around him.
But indifferent to oneself.
He doesn't seem to care about his injuries, and he doesn't care whether he will be in pain. He has already stripped away all his feelings. Although others praised him for being calm and steady, he is more like a machine with a programmed program.
Only then did Fu Changming realize that Fu Zhihuan might have serious psychological problems.
But over the years, nothing has changed.
He even left the family directly, and has not heard from him for several years.
But now, Wen Ruan was able to pull him out of the heavy cocoon, soaked in more fireworks, and gradually became like an ordinary person.
is a good thing.
Fu's mother knocked on the door, then came in, put the teacup next to Fu Changming, and sighed: "It's not like you don't know Ah Lu's character, why did you get so angry just now?"
Fu Changming didn't speak immediately, but took a sip from his teacup, and said, "Find time to tell that kid that the Wen family has divorced."
"Ah?" Mother Fu frowned when she heard this: "Why don't we find time to talk to Wen's family? These two children..."
"Don't persuade me, I have to let that kid know how hard it is."
Fu Changming laughed, and put down the cup: "I let the little girl suffer so much before, and I have to suffer myself to know the hard work."
Wen Ruan: "Is my word written well?"
She was particularly satisfied with the statement she had just written to Wen Fengchen.
First, she resolutely stated her position and affirmed herself, so as to highlight her incomparably tall and positive image, and then criticized and educated Fu Zhihuan.
In just a few sentences, it not only clarifies the reasons for the divorce, but also briefly expresses my grievance and sadness, which is very worthy of people's deep thinking and reflection.
Qin Sushan was silent: "I don't really want to hurt your self-confidence, but I think this passage is written by a whining little girl."
Wen Ruan showed a smile: "I knew your dog couldn't spit ivory out of his mouth."
Qin Sushan laughed, and suddenly asked: "Hey, let me ask you, are you really willing to call off the marriage like this?"
Wen Ruan was silent for a while, and then raised her voice like a bluff: "Why don't you give up? He has lied to me for so long, so he has to suffer."
Qin Sushan sighed: "I'm afraid that your heart will soften first."
Wen Ruan said righteously: "It's absolutely impossible. I have a lot of backbone, okay? Even if Fu Zhihuan was crying at my door, I wouldn't give him a cold look."
"I even figured it out, when he was pestering me to show me his love. I would raise my eyebrows and say, coldly and calmly, 'Oh.'"
"How is it, isn't it amazing?"
Qin Sushan was silent for a while: "To be honest, what you said just now is like setting a flag for me on the spot."
A prophecy.
In the past few days, Wen Ruan has been prepared to receive Fu Zhihuan's text message harassment, and by the way, has listed a series of ruthless replies in the memo.
He even thought about what kind of expression he should use to face Fu Zhihuan who came to pester him, and what kind of tone he should use to make him feel devastated.
But after two days in a row, Wen Ruan didn't receive any news from Fu Zhihuan.
But rumors have already spread in Tong City—
"The second young master of the Fu family who never showed up has come back to Tongshi."
"The Wen family and the Fu family seem to have divorced. I heard that both parents agreed to this matter."
"Do you think this Second Young Master Fu came back specially to cancel the engagement?"
Disappointment accumulates little by little.
There was no news for two consecutive days, and the rumors outside rose again and again, but there was no news about the person who should have expressed his opinion.
Wen Ruan felt that she seemed to have overestimated her position in Fu Zhihuan's heart.
Qin Sushan made a phone call with her: "Think about the best, what if Fu Zhihuan is hospitalized and unconscious, or is kidnapped and lost..."
"Thank you, but you don't have to comfort me."
Wen Ruan lowered her eyes, was silent for a moment, and then said, "I'm going to give up."
Qin Sushan was stunned for a moment, then hesitated to say: "Ruan Ruan."
"If liking someone makes me so sad," Wen Ruan smiled, took a deep breath, and then said with some frankness in her tone, "then I would rather not like it."
So the next night, Wen Ruan didn't stay at home and wait.
She wouldn't lie at home like this for a month, just for a man who didn't seem to care about her at all.
But Wen Ruan knew very well that even though he pretended to be open in front of Qin Sushan, the scar in his heart would still bleed even after it was uncovered.
She couldn't help being sad.
But she had to make herself look comfortable.
So Wen Ruan couldn't let herself be bored at home, the more quiet and idle she was, the more sad she would be because of these things.
She had to find a way to distract herself from thinking about the name Fu Zhihuan.
The night life is very rich.
If you lose a handsome boy, there will be thousands of handsome boys waiting for you.
Ever since Wen Ruan returned to Tong City, old friends kept asking her out to play.
Although she also knew that the enthusiasm of this group of half-baked people was probably to get some gossip from her.
But during this period of time, Wen Ruan stayed at home for too long and was bored, and didn't bother to care if the group of people were just watching the fun, so he accepted a random appointment—
At seven o'clock in the evening, the night light bar.
"You said that Wen Ruan is really capable. After running away from home for such a period of time, he really brought Fu Ershao back. But it's a pity that he broke the engagement himself after all the trouble."
"Don't talk about it, I feel ashamed for her. If I knew it earlier, why are you making such a fuss? If the movement is quiet, others won't pay so much attention."
Familiar place, familiar time.
Even on the same couch.
Moreover, they are still the same two people.
Wen Ruan leaned against the bar and looked at the two people not far from her with drooping eyelids.
Although she couldn't remember the names of these two people, she could remember their nicknames very clearly.
"White baby dish" and "match".
And in the next second, someone between the two caught a glimpse of themselves standing aside from the corner of their eyes, and immediately showed a terrified expression, then immediately coughed a few times, and said in a choked tone: "Ruan Ruan, come here!" Why don't you say a word."
Wen Ruan: "..."
Even what he said when he was captured was exactly the same as before.
This time, Wen Ruan didn't even want to go out of her way to educate these two people.
Because this is more like brushing the repetitive simple level mobs, not only is it not difficult, but it also doesn't add much experience to yourself.
So she simply took the bag and sat down, approached the sofa, ordered a bottle of wine, and said: "Well, I'm not such a person who cares about these things, it's normal to gossip, what's the big deal, right?"
The heads of "White Baby Cai" and "Match" nodded like rattles.
Wen Ruan raised his index finger, and added casually: "So you stand up one by one, and shout 'Fu Lu Zai' to the bar, and this matter is over."
"..."
The two looked at each other with embarrassment on their faces.
This is too difficult.
Fu's family business, if the news gets out, their parents will definitely clean it up.
Wen Ruan raised her eyes and saw that the two looked hesitant, then she pursed her lips and smiled, propped her chin, and lowered her voice: "Dare to speak ill of me in person, but dare not scold Fu Lv, so you think I Is it easier to provoke?"
...not to be trifled with.
For these two, Wen's and Fu's are things that can make one's heart tremble with fright.
After weighing again and again, "White Baby Cai" and "Match" unified their opinions with their eyes.
Anyway, there is a lot of voices in the bar now, and Fu Ershao is not here yet, so if you shout a few words by yourself, there is a high probability that it will not reach people's ears.
So they smiled and apologized: "How is it possible, Ruan Ruan, if you don't like Fu Lu, then we must be on your side."
Wen Ruan didn't like this: "Shout louder, I want the kind that can hear the echo."
"..."
Bai Baocai and Match were so heartbroken that they finally took a deep breath—
Suddenly, two very loud and rhythmic "Fu Lu Zaizhong!" rang out in the whole bar, even with some echoes.
Wen Ruan was happy.
However, at this moment, the surroundings suddenly fell silent.
The originally noisy bar seemed to be muted immediately after the two "Fu Lu Zai Zhong", and only occasionally rustling human voices could be heard.
"..."
it's wired.
Why is it so quiet all of a sudden.
Wen Ruan frowned, and was about to turn around, when he suddenly heard a cold male voice behind him, magnetic and hoarse, with a faint smile.
"Call me?"
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