Boss, Your Wife's Asking for A Divorce, Again!

"Don't talk to me, go and cook for me." Meilan walked back to her room without looking back. The headache caused by excessive drinking made her more impatient.

Zhao Lingling is like a robot. She enters the kitchen mechanically and opens the stove strangely.

Zhao Qiqing looked at the scene in front of her and couldn't help sighing. She didn't know if this was what she wanted.

The original dream was to see two people down and helpless. Now it has come true, but there is no imagined happiness.

No longer mixed with Meilan, Zhao Qiqing went straight back to her bedroom.

At the same time, Fu xishen sent a document without a name.

Thinking of the request, Zhao Qiqing turned back, locked the door and nervously opened the document.

Staring at the computer screen, dense words appeared in front of her, and the first page was the introduction of her father.

Zhao Qiqing didn't know his father's life experience. After reading it, she found that his father was so powerful. He started from scratch and set up a new company in a short time.

When she and her mother were waiting for her father to come home every night, they never saw anyone else. At that time, my father was really busy.

Fu xishen's phone interrupted Zhao Qiqing's memory, and the bell was particularly abrupt in the empty room.

"Why don't you answer the phone?"

The call has been automatically hung up. Fu xishen sent a message to Zhao Qiqing.

At the moment, Zhao Qiqing is cleaning her room. She runs to the bathroom to check her status. She doesn't know that the phone has hung up.

When Zhao Qiqing finished her makeup and turned on the most appropriate light, she found Fu xishen's news.

"Sorry, there was something just now." Reserved Zhao Qiqing just replied to the message and didn't call back.

When she saw the words "missed call", she just felt her brain was pumping.

I can't see myself on the phone.

After Tucao, Zhao Qiqing was so irritable that he grabbed his hair and never asked Fu Shen to make complaints about video.

The surprise came so quickly that Zhao Qiqing subconsciously agreed and appeared in front of Fu xishen against the head of the chicken nest.

The regretful expression was still on his face. Fu xishen of the other party was startled by Zhao Qiqing in front of him.

"Don't Girls pay attention to their image?" Fu xishen's indifferent mouth aroused a smile.

Zhao Qiqing takes a deep look at Fu Xi. There are women with heavy makeup around him. There are few pure girls like her, okay?

Considering that Fu xishen was her creditor, Zhao Qiqing changed her mood in a second and smoothed her hair with her hand: "I want to relax when I get home."

Subsequently, Zhao Qiqing smiled twice foolishly to ease the embarrassment of the reason.

"See the file?" Fu xishen shows that the other party has successfully received it.

It was because she saw the prompt message that she sent the message, but Zhao Qiqing disappeared.

"Well, I just saw it." Zhao Qiqing is obviously not sharp.

"The last page says that your father and shareholders participated in a project, and in the middle, this happened."

This is the end of the investigation, which requires in-depth investigation and a certain period of time.

After a brief explanation of the reasons, Zhao Qiqing said she understood that after all, people who want things to be completely solved will certainly work hard to hide.

What is the background of the person who can not be found out by Fu xishen?

How did grandpa get his shares?

Zhao Qiqing couldn't think of anything superfluous. She completely forgot the man who didn't speak opposite and shouted manically.

A harsh noise came from Fu xishen's mobile phone, which was looking through the documents, which attracted Fu Xiaofeng's attention outside the door.

Passing Fu Xiaofeng directly pushed open Fu xishen's door. Zhao Qiqing's face appeared in his sight and looked at Fu xishen with regret: "I didn't know you were talking about the video."

Embarrassed to close the door, Fu Xiaofeng looked more at Fu xishen's bedroom. Aren't they divorced?

Fu Xiaofeng's voice reached Zhao Qiqing's ear. She only heard a bang. She poured her mobile phone on the desktop.

"Fu xishen, I have something else to do. Hang up first." Zhao Qiqing didn't want Fu xishen to see her face red, so she covered the camera and ended the call.

Fu xishen glanced at the covered door and said coldly, "come in."

Hesitant Fu Xiaofeng tentatively stood by the door and whispered, "what's the relationship between you and Zhao Qiqing?"

Li Shurong would not have thought that the woman she hated most had become the topic of discussion between her two sons.

"Has anything to do with you?" Fu xishen sneered, "you have paid a little more attention to her recently."

Fu Xiaofeng's disgust with Zhao Qiqing is no less than that of Li Shurong. He even reversed Fu Xiaofeng's impression of her in a short time. It seems that Zhao Qiqing has great skill.

"She is my Savior." Fu Xiaofeng, who didn't want to admit it, said it at this moment.

"I will thank her."

"I don't need you to thank."

Fu Xiaofeng was inexplicably disgusted with Fu xishen's practice and didn't want him to intervene in his own affairs.

Fu xishen lazily looked at Fu Xiaofeng in front of him and slowly opened his mouth: "your things are solved by me and will be solved to the end. As for the injured things, do what you can to avoid being plotted against."

Fu Xiaofeng takes combat classes every year, not only to prevent Fu xishen's enemies from attacking him, but also to let him protect himself.

After the accident, assistant Wei told him that Fu Xiaofeng had not attended class for half a year, also after Zhao Qiqing left the Fu residence.

"I don't like being forced to learn." Hearing Fu xishen's words, Fu Xiaofeng frowned and held his fingers together.

"Solve it by yourself or go to class, choose one of the two." I don't want to talk to Fu Xiaofeng more.

After thinking for a long time, Fu Xiaofeng turned and left: "I'll go tomorrow."

"Remember what you said." Fu xishen's words have been lingering in Fu Xiaofeng's ears.

Tianjing group

"President, there will be a charity party at 9 pm. This is the style of dress." Assistant Wei put the selected sample map in front of Fu xishen and waited for his answer.

"Well, just choose one."

Fu xishen answered without any concern.

Attending the charity party is only on behalf of the company and will leave in less than half an hour. He believes in assistant Wei's vision.

"OK." Assistant Wei silently took away the tablet and began to prepare the dress.

On the way to get the dress, assistant Wei met the tranquility of shopping with his friends.

I just felt that something bad happened and wanted to make a detour. However, Anning saw assistant Wei who wanted to leave.

"Assistant Wei, I'm Anning."

Peaceful and generous behavior forced assistant Wei to turn around and look at her with a smile: "it's miss an, what a coincidence."

Anning smiled and did not deny assistant Wei's statement.

Glancing at the paper bag in assistant Wei's hand, Fu xishen was the only one who could wear the clothes of a famous designer.

Annie asked tentatively, "is assistant Wei going to the party?"

Retracting the paper bag in his hand, assistant Wei smiled and said, "no, I won't disturb miss an. I'll leave first."

Looking at assistant Wei's perfunctory attitude, Anning sneered. If it wasn't for Fu xishen's face, she really wanted to slap assistant Wei.

Then he turned on his cell phone and said sweetly, "Dad, are you going to a party today?"