There are countless women in Wu City.
But I have never seen a woman like Zhong Lingyu.
She is obviously beautiful, even as a vase, it is pleasing to the eye.
But she is not stuck in the world, intellectual and courageous.
For her, beauty has become the icing on the cake.
Wu Shihui became more and more fascinated when thinking about her perseverance when confronting Qi Yusheng and Cheng Luofeng at the meeting.
Zhong Lingyu is just around the corner.
She wears a conservative and smart lady's suit, which is very attractive.
Wu Shihui couldn't help but get closer.
But as soon as he took a step closer, a chill suddenly ran down his spine.
Immediately, Shen Huaizhou's cold voice came, "What are you talking about? You are talking so happily."
Zhong Lingyu, who was reporting work to Wu Shihui, stopped suddenly.
She looked at Shen Huaizhou, smiled and nodded, "Young Marshal!"
This title is polite and distant.
Shen Huaizhou was furious.
I kept calling his name a few days ago.
Now in front of Wu Shihui, are you calling him Young Marshal?
Ah!
If Zhong Lingyu knew what Shen Huaizhou was thinking, he would definitely feel that he was deliberately looking for trouble.
Now she officially works in the military government. During working hours, she has a superior-subordinate relationship with Shen Huaizhou.
In the military government building, there must be some rules.
There is nothing wrong with calling him Young Marshal. To Zhong Lingyu.
Zhong Lingyu is very formal in dress and title.
Shen Huaizhou's expression was not very good, and he had a bit of a sinister look on his face, "Consultant Zhong's office is not inside, why are you in the corridor? There is not enough space in the office for you?"
"I just met with Director Wu and wanted to report some work." Zhong Lingyu seemed not to hear Shen Huaizhou's dissatisfaction, and his attitude was neither humble nor overbearing.
Wu Shihui agreed, "Yes, we are talking about work."
"What a coincidence. I have something to ask Mr. Wu. Come to my office."
After saying that, Shen Huaizhou turned around and stalked away.
He still looked at Zhong Lingyu indifferently.
Zhong Lingyu was heartbroken, but he didn't show it.
Wu Shihui's eyes darkened slightly, and then he said warmly: "Did Advisor Zhong have a quarrel with the young marshal?"
"No." Zhong Lingyu denied with a smile, "Maybe he has been busy cleaning up Qi Yusheng's black sheep these past few days, so the young commander is a little tired."
"That's it." Wu Shihui deliberately said in a joking tone, "The young marshal is a compassionate person, and Advisor Zhong is such a smart woman. How can he be willing to neglect a beautiful woman?"
As soon as these words came out, the tip of Zhong Lingyu's nose felt slightly sore.
Her smile was a bit unbearable, "General Manager Wu is really joking. By the way, Young Marshal didn't say that if I have something to do with you, I won't disturb you."
Wu Shihui nodded and turned around to go to Shen Huaizhou's office.
Shen Huaizhou's dark pupils were full of anger.
This time, he was very straightforward, "Zhong Lingyu is my woman. If you dare to touch her, I will skin you."
Wu Shihui lowered his head, "What did the young marshal say? I don't dare to have the slightest evil intention towards Advisor Zhong."
Shen Huaizhou's sharp eyes were like sharp knives nailed to him, "It's best this way."
"The young marshal has nothing else to do, so I'll leave first." Wu Shihui glanced at Shen Huaizhou and quickly lowered his head.
Shen Huaizhou was irritated and waved his hand.
The moment Wu Shihui closed the door, the awe in his eyes was replaced by shrewdness.
It is said that to die under the peonies is to be a ghost.
How could he miss a woman like Zhong Lingyu.
Even if he had to go bankrupt and abandon his wife and children, he would still be willing to have a relationship with Zhong Lingyu.
Even if it's sneaky, what's the harm?
Thinking of Zhong Lingyu, Wu Shihui felt itchy.
When he came home that night, he saw his wife and felt very upset.
This wife was chosen by his father ten years ago.
The two of them only have responsibilities and no feelings.
Just thinking that his wife was filial to her parents-in-law and raising a pair of children, Wu Shihui always treated his wife with great respect out of gratitude.
But now, he is slowly losing his patience.
Looking at this man's old and senile wife, and thinking about the intelligent, intellectual, beautiful and determined Zhong Lingyu, Wu Shihui's desire to divorce his wife became more intense.
Mrs. Wu stepped forward as usual, took off his coat, and said after greetings: "You must be tired from work today. I asked the servant to stew the bird's nest, and made many of your favorite dishes. Come and try some."
Wu Shihui frowned, "Don't eat it yet, I have something to tell you."
Seeing Wu Shihui's serious face, Mrs. Wu asked puzzledly: "What's the matter?"
"Go to the bedroom and talk."
"But there is still food..."
"I'll eat later, I'm not hungry now."
With that said, Wu Shihui went upstairs with an impatient look.
Mrs. Wu had no choice but to follow.
She squeezed Wu Shihui's shoulders, gentle and virtuous, "What do you want to tell me? I see you don't look good. Are you in any trouble?"
Wu Shihui said calmly: "My employees embezzled public funds, and there is a large deficit that needs to be filled. It is indeed a troublesome matter."
"Don't worry, there may be other ways." Mrs. Wu comforted her warmly.
Wu Shihui asked coldly: "What can we do?"
"This...I can't explain it. I can only say that there must be a way to reach the mountain. It's useless for you to be anxious. It's not good for your health. It's better to..."
"Forget it." Wu Shihui interrupted impatiently, "You, a housewife, don't understand these things, so why should I tell you."
If Zhong Lingyu is by his side, he will definitely have a lot to talk about.
Even with Zhong Lingyu's intelligence, he might be able to help him think of some practical solutions.
It's better than his current wife, who can only say empty words of comfort and make people feel upset.
Mrs. Wu said awkwardly: "I'm sorry, as a wife, I can't help you with official matters."
She felt a little guilty and rubbed Wu Shihui's shoulders even harder.
Disgust flashed in Wu Shihui's eyes.
He waved her hand away, "No need to squeeze my shoulders, let's talk about business."
"Say." Mrs. Wu sat next to him.
Wu Shihui lit a cigarette and said, "Let's get a divorce."
Mrs. Wu was stunned.
For a long time, she looked at Wu Shihui in disbelief, "What did you say?"
"I married you back then because of the friendship between our two families and my father's favor. Now that I have lived peacefully for more than ten years, apart from you, I have not even brought in a concubine, nor have I ever brought in a pair of children. I love you very much. I believe that I have no regrets for you."
Wu Shihui was almost ruthless, as if he were a stranger, calmly negotiating with his wife, who had been sleeping with him for more than ten years.
"I'm tired of living like this now. Let's get together and have a happy divorce. Take away all the dowry you brought ten years ago, and I'll give you ten more large yellow croakers. After the divorce, who do you want to marry? , and I won’t interfere.”
Mrs. Wu found it hard to accept.
She and her husband had always been on good terms, so why did they suddenly want to divorce?
Moreover, they also have a pair of children.
Taking a deep breath, Mrs. Wu said softly: "We have been living peacefully like this for so many years, and I have always turned a blind eye when you sleep with women outside. Now you tell me that you want to divorce me , it’s because you’re tired of living your current life, I can’t accept this reason... Or, you have someone else outside, and you want to marry that woman. "
