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Chapter 18

Chapter 18

Ruxiang suddenly stopped him.

Fu Yanye turned to look at her and Ruxiang smiled: "Can I go with you?"

Fu Yanye was puzzled.

“Let’s go to the Civil Affairs Bureau together!”

Ruxiang's eyes were pitiful and longing.

Fu Yanye hesitated for a moment, then said: "It's up to you!"

He went to drive.

Ruxiang stood at the door waiting for him. It was raining lightly outside, but she couldn't help but get excited.

Soon, he will break off the relationship with that woman and be with her.

She will soon become Mrs. Fu and Fu Yanye's woman.

Thinking this, Ruxiang became excited even when breathing.

When Fu Yanye arrived at the car, the rain was getting heavier and heavier. For a long time, he couldn't get rid of Zhuo Jian's aggrieved look in the elevator.

Did he treat her badly?

In these years, he has never done anything to feel sorry for her, and he has taken great care of her family.

But she said this was the last time.

Fu Yanyeqing couldn't help but raise her hand and touch the corner of her lips that had been touched by hers.

Her warmth had long since disappeared, but for some reason, he suddenly wanted to continue.

Fu Yanye got into the car, took out his mobile phone and dialed a number: "Meeting!"

——

Zhuo Jian has been waiting at the door of the Civil Affairs Bureau, but her show is about to start and he still hasn't arrived.

The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier. She looked at it and decided not to wait so foolishly.

She took out her cell phone and dialed his number, but no one answered until very late.

"Hi, hello, I'm Mr. Fu's secretary. Mr. Fu is in a meeting. Is there anything you need me to convey?"

"..."

Is he already in a meeting?

What could be more important than divorce?

Zhuo Jian said nothing and looked at the heavy rain again after hanging up the phone.

Soon, someone came out of a black car holding an umbrella and ran towards her.

When Zhuo Jian saw that person, he couldn't help but smile: "Yuqing!"

"You're going to be late!"

Li Yuqing held the umbrella above her head.

Zhuo Jian left with him.

The noon news was broadcast live on time. She put on a black suit, tied up her long hair, put on light makeup, and was meticulous.

Fu Yanye finished reading her news in the office.

It was still raining heavily outside, and the last scene on the TV showed her taking off her headphones, talking to her colleagues, and laughing.

Zhuo Jian was never lonely when she was on the TV station. She had an endless stream of admirers, and Li Yuqing was even more attentive.

She had a simple lunch, but her working time was always fulfilling. She didn't leave from the TV station until the evening.

But the driver came again last time and stood at the door holding an umbrella. When he saw her coming out, he held the umbrella above her head without waiting for her to open his own: "Miss Zhuo, our boss said, even if you just say two words,

A sentence is also acceptable."

"Your boss doesn't know me well enough! It's not too late to say a few words after he understands me."

Zhuo Jian politely gave him an explanation, but when she was about to open the umbrella, someone came up to her: "I'll take you back. It's raining too much tonight."

It's Li Yuqing.

Zhuo Jian felt that he had no idea what his good fortune was, but there was always an umbrella above his head.

When Li Yuqing drove her back, she received a call from the Fu family's old house: "Jian Jian, dear, grandma is making your favorite dumplings with kidney bean filling tonight. Don't leave in a hurry after get off work. The driver has already picked you up!"

"Grandma, I'm already on my way home!"

Zhuo Jian was particularly touched by the old man who always thought of her while eating delicious food, but today, no matter what, she shouldn't go.

"But the driver seems to have already set off."

Grandma suddenly shouted, as if there was no way to stop the incident.


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