Shiyang found Fu Jingchuan's office under the guidance of his secretary.
After two years of marriage, this was her first time coming to his company.
"Mr. Fu is still in a meeting, please sit down for a while."
The secretary explained thoughtfully and poured her a cup of hot tea.
"Thank you." Shiyang accepted it politely, sat down on the living sofa, and looked at the bright and clean living room. The simple gray and white color lowered the luxury style, which was Fu Jingchuan's consistent preference.
The secretary was also secretly looking at Shi Yang. He looked very young. His long, slightly curly hair was draped smoothly over his shoulders. His three-part bangs naturally curled beside his ears, giving him the quietness of a little girl. She has a well-behaved temperament, is pure, clean and beautiful, and doesn't talk much.
She was still in shock that she was Fu Jingchuan's wife.
In other words, she was even more shocked by the fact that Fu Jingchuan, who had always been cold and reserved and kept a distance from everyone, was actually married.
She couldn't imagine Fu Jingchuan being gentle to women.
The noisy voices outside interrupted her contemplation.
"Maybe the meeting is over." The secretary said quickly, "Please sit down for a while and I'll go over and take a look."
Shiyang subconsciously looked at the door she was heading toward.
A tall figure appeared at the door, his head tilted slightly, and he was discussing with the person next to him. His angular profile was reflected in the light and shadow, and his expression was cold and serious.
The person next to him...
When the girl's bright smile came into his eyes, Shiyang was startled and stood up unconsciously.
Fu Jingchuan just looked up and saw her standing in front of the sofa. He paused slightly and then frowned.
"Why are you here?"
The girl who was discussing the plan with him looked up when he heard the sound, and was obviously startled when she saw Shiyang.
Shi Yang smiled politely at her, then looked at Fu Jingchuan and handed him the file bag in his hand: "You..."
I wanted to say "your mother", but the words changed to "Mom asked me to bring this to you."
Fu Jingchuan's mother couldn't stand her "doing nothing" at home. She just didn't want to face his mother at home, so she dropped by Fu Jingchuan.
Fu Jingchuan took it over smoothly: "Have you eaten?"
Shiyang: "Not yet."
Fu Jingchuan closed the document in his hand and looked back at the people who were still following him: "The meeting will continue in the afternoon. Let's go eat first."
The girl beside him opened her mouth, as if she had something to say, but finally endured it, lowered her eyebrows and said "yes", and then greeted the people who were looking at Shiyang curiously and left together.
Fu Jingchuan took Shiyang to the restaurant downstairs of the company for dinner.
While waiting for the food to be served, Fu Jingchuan was still busy, keeping his eyes on the computer and typing rapidly on the keyboard with his long fingers, his expression always cold and focused.
Shi Yang propped up his chin with one hand and looked at Fu Jingchuan quietly.
He was very good-looking, with sharp edges and corners, stern brows, and a tall nose that gave off an aura of indifference without anger as he lowered his head slightly.
He always looked calm and indifferent, except when the two of them were most intimate.
She has secretly liked this man for eight years, but now, she doesn't want him anymore.
In the bag on her lap was her newly drafted divorce agreement.
Pressing her palm on the divorce agreement, Shiyang hesitated.
Strictly speaking, Fu Jingchuan did not do anything wrong, he just... didn't love her.
They didn't get married because of love. It doesn't seem to be a fault if they don't love each other.
"What are you looking at?" A deep voice interrupted Shiyang's contemplation.
She moved her eyes to Fu Jingchuan.
He didn't even look up, still staring at the computer screen busy and focused.
Shiyang always felt that watching Fu Jingchuan work was a pleasure to watch.
"Huh?" Fu Jingchuan, who didn't wait for her response, finally looked up and his eyes fell on her face.
Shiyang smiled at him: "It's nothing."
Then he asked like a casual chat: "When did Han Yue come to your company?"
Han Yue was the girl standing next to him just now.
Shiyang had been classmates with them for a year.
She is a transfer student. Fu Jingchuan and Han Yue were classmates from the first year of high school to the third year of high school. They were both top students in the class and top students. They were sought out in all school activities. It was rumored at that time that the two had an affair. They were interested in each other, but they didn't know why they didn't get together. In the end, she, who was not very eye-catching, took advantage of them.
Her inconspicuousness is not due to her poor school days. She was also a key middle school, high school and university. It was just that when she came, Fu Jingchuan and Han Yue were too sharp. She joined the class halfway and graduated just as her talent started to shine. After that they went their separate ways.
"Probably at the beginning of the year." Fu Jingchuan's attention returned to the computer, "I don't really remember. I came in through an interview with the Human Resources Department."
Shiyang nodded and didn't ask any more questions.
The meal was served quickly, and a long and quiet meal followed.
This has been the norm in their married life for the past two years. It’s nothing to the two of them, it’s just...
His eyes moved to the young couple feeding each other and playing around at the next table.
Shiyang was a little envious.
This is an intimacy that she and Fu Jingchuan will never have in their lifetime.
This man only sees work and efficiency.
His life is like a fully wound clock, precise and cold.
What time should be done and what should not be done, he calculated it to the nearest second.
Such a man is not suitable for marriage at all.
She doesn't fit in either.
"Is something wrong?" Sensing her trance, Fu Jingchuan suddenly looked up at her.
Shiyang pursed her lips slightly, and when her eyes met his dark eyes, she smiled and nodded: "Well, it's a bit..."
"Ding..." An email came in from Fu Jingchuan's computer, and his attention was drawn back to the computer.
Shiyang smiled and said, "How about you get busy first and talk about it later."
"good."
It was an hour later when Fu Jingchuan finished his work.
"What are your plans later?" Fu Jingchuan suddenly asked as he was putting away the computer.
Shiyang was stunned for a moment, realizing that Fu Jingchuan didn't react until he asked her.
"I want to visit the bookstore and go back later."
Fu Jingchuan nodded: "I'll ask Ke Chen to send you there, don't stay too late."
Ke Chen is Fu Jingchuan's assistant, and Shiyang has contacted him several times.
She nodded: "Okay."
The lunch ended in a bland way.
Shi Yang returned home from the bookstore just before five o'clock.
Fu Jingchuan's mother and mother-in-law Fang Wanqing were still at home, playing with the cat. When they saw Shiyang come in, they smiled and teased the cat: "You tell me, you have to wait for food, drink, and shit. You can't make money, but spend money." You're quite capable, but you don't know how to be considerate, you don't live up to expectations, you don't have the life of a princess, and you're suffering from princess disease, what's the use of you, huh?"
Her voice was gentle and elegant, with a bit of a joking laugh.
Shiyang pretended not to understand her accusations, said a faint hello and returned to the room. As expected, there was a "crackling" sound of objects clashing outside and Fang Wanqing's angry curses that broke her guard.
She could imagine how bad Fang Wanqing's face looked at this time, and she missed the freedom before marriage more and more, raising herself by herself, not expecting anyone, not having to compromise with anyone, let alone looking at anyone's face.
Fang Wanqing had never been very fond of her, and Shiyang knew that.
She could also understand Fang Wanqing's disdain. After all, Fu Jingchuan and her were as different as each other.
It's just that they came together by accident.
When she got married, she didn't know that Fu Jingchuan had such a prominent status. She thought that he was just like her, just an ordinary worker who worked hard for three meals a day.
If she had known the difference between them in advance, she would never have agreed to marry Fu Jingchuan. After all, she was just marrying her son without any emotional foundation.
When she first got married, Shiyang still had illusions about the future, so she could tolerate Fang Wanqing's behavior behind Fu Jingchuan's back, both covertly and covertly.
Now that she has other plans for the future, her attitude doesn't matter.
Fang Wanqing finally slammed the door and left the house angrily because of her silence and lack of attention.
Shi Yang had no intention of cooking, so he hastily ordered a takeaway.
Fu Jingchuan had to work overtime and sent her a message in advance.
His company is still in the expansion period, so work is busy and overtime is the norm.
Shi Yang was used to his busyness.
At around 11 o'clock in the evening, Fu Jingchuan finally came back, and Shiyang was still busy in the study.
Fu Jingchuan was also used to her busyness. He went to take a bath first. When he came back, Shiyang had also finished washing and was sitting on the bedside reading a book. When he came over, he put down the book and turned off the bedside lamp on his side.
Fu Jingchuan also got on the bed, turned off the lights, and turned over as soon as he lay down. His tall body instantly covered her, and when the refreshing masculine breath approached, he kissed her.
After lights out, Fu Jingchuan is gentle but full of aggression.
He had shed all the indifference he had felt during the day. It was hard for Shiyang to imagine that a man who was usually so indifferent and almost devoid of emotions would have such a passionate and frantic side in bed.
Their harmony in bed was almost perfect.
For a long time, when all the rough breathing and moaning slowly became calm in the dark night, Shiyang was still quietly held in Fu Jingchuan's arms.
Her sweat-soaked body was a little sticky, but Shiyang didn't push him away. She just hugged him gently and buried her face in his chest, which was also wet with sweat.
"Fu Jingchuan." She called his name softly, with a slight breath in her voice.
"Huh?" The low voice stained with lust was fatally sexy in the night.
"Let's get a divorce."
She spoke softly, obviously feeling the body in her arms tighten.
Fu Jingchuan lowered his eyes to look at her. His sharp black eyes in the night seemed to be swallowed up by the darkness, so calm that only a biting ink remained.
"The reason." His voice was as calm as ever.
"We were originally tied together because of the child. Unfortunately, we never had a fate with that child. Maybe it was destined." She also met his gaze calmly, "I seem to be more accustomed to single life. I feel like there is no difference between life with you and without you. But without you, I can have less expectations and less troubles. I think the same should be true for you."
Just like she no longer has to face her mother and his relatives and family after the divorce, he also doesn't have to face her vampire-like family.
Fu Jingchuan didn't speak, just looked at her motionless, the dizzy ink in his black eyes getting darker and richer. Just when Shiyang thought he couldn't speak, he nodded calmly:
"good."
There was no explanation, no questioning, just like when she agreed to get married, just a crisp "Okay", it was the Fu Jingchuan she was familiar with.
Shiyang smiled at him, her nose was a little sore, and her eyes were so sour, as if something was about to burst out. It was obviously what she asked for, but when everything ended as neatly as she thought, she felt sour. The emotions are tangled in my chest.
She pushed back the soreness in her eyes, gently buried her head in his chest, and hugged him tightly for the last time.
Fu Jingchuan did not hug back, but just let her hold him in silence.
Shi Yang gently let go of him.
"I'm going to wash up."
She turned around softly and was about to get out of bed when her arm was suddenly clasped, pulling her back. Her body was dragged back to the soft bed. The shadow pressed down, and a kiss wrapped in the storm fell, but it touched her. He stopped when his eyes were filled with panic.
There was a violent storm hidden in Fu Jingchuan's eyes, which was filled with darkness, but eventually it slowly returned to a bottomless calm.
He rolled over and lay down beside her.
"Go to sleep," he said, closing his eyes.
The next day, when Shiyang woke up, Fu Jingchuan was no longer there, and the home was still the same as before, as if last night's episode was just a dream, but Shiyang knew it was different.
She simply packed her luggage.
She doesn't have many things, and she packs them up quickly.
Before leaving, she looked around the house where she had lived for two years for the last time. She put the keys and the signed divorce agreement on the coffee table, and then sent a message to Fu Jingchuan: "The divorce agreement on the coffee table." I have already signed and the divorce matter has been fully entrusted to Lawyer Li. Please go through the formalities when it is convenient for you. I am leaving, take care."
Fu Jingchuan was in a meeting when he received the message. When he saw the message, he was startled and looked a little distracted.
Everyone below had never seen him in a trance, especially Han Yue, who had known Fu Jingchuan for so many years, and had never seen him like this before.
"Mr. Fu?" Han Yue called him softly, reminding him that he was still in the meeting.
Fu Jingchuan glanced at her, put down his phone calmly, and continued what he had just finished. Just when everyone thought he was fine, he suddenly said "dismissal", grabbed the phone on the table, and rushed out of the conference room, leaving everyone behind. Looking at each other.
"Fu...Mr. Fu...what's wrong?"
