Fu Jingchuan glanced at the door, put away the samples in his hands, and went to open the door.
Outside the door is Fu Wujun.
"I have something to ask you."
Seeing Fu Jingchuan opening the door, Fu Wujun got straight to the point.
Fu Jingchuan closed the door with a bang.
Fu Wujun outside the door was so angry that he rang the doorbell frantically.
The doorbell rang one after another, and it seemed that it would not stop until the door was opened.
Fu Jingchuan ignored him. He went back to the living room, picked up his cell phone, and called the community security office to ask someone to come and take the person away.
After a few minutes, the movement outside the door finally stopped.
When Fu Jingchuan returned to his room, Shi Yang was standing on the balcony blowing the wind.
In the house near the river, the wind was very strong late at night, causing her hair hanging on her shoulders to fly, and the white gauze curtain behind her was also blown into waves by the wind.
Fu Jingchuan opened the gauze curtain and stood side by side with her on the balcony. They looked at the river view outside the balcony without anyone speaking.
There is nothing to say.
The two have been married for two years, and they have never faced off like they do today, and they have never had a cold war.
Respecting each other as guests was their state during those two years.
Be calm and polite to each other.
Even the divorce ended calmly and politely, neatly and without any sloppiness.
Unexpectedly, all the sloppiness started after the divorce.
Neither of them had ever pushed each other during the marriage, but this situation of pushing each other to the extreme happened two years after the divorce.
"Go to sleep."
Finally, Fu Jingchuan broke the silence and turned back to his room.
Shiyang said "hmm" softly, and Fu Jingchuan had already made the bed when he returned to the room.
Shiyang didn't want to sleep in the same bed as Fu Jingchuan, but the scene earlier when he dragged her into the wedding room with an expressionless face despite her collapse made her feel lingering fear. The words were stuck in her throat and she couldn't say them out for fear of offending him.
Although she was afraid of Fu Jingchuan before, she was more in awe of the pressure brought by his strong aura.
Tonight was real fear.
He showed her his cold and ruthless side for the first time.
"Go to sleep."
Fu Jingchuan spoke softly, lifted the quilt and got into bed.
Shiyang nodded hesitantly and lay down on the other side of the bed.
Fu Jingchuan also lay down on the bed.
The two people sat on one side of the huge bed, leaving a large space in the middle.
No one spoke.
Strange bedfellows, that's probably what they are like.
Shi Yang didn't remember how he fell asleep.
Just remember to keep staring at the ceiling and keep emptying your mind.
People also gradually fell asleep in this state of relaxation.
She woke up in Fu Jingchuan's arms the next day.
I don't know if she accidentally rubbed against Fu Jingchuan in her sleep or something else. As soon as she opened her eyes, his solid chest came into view, accompanied by his warm body temperature.
Fu Jingchuan had also woken up and was looking at her with one hand on his shoulder, his dark eyes half closed, not knowing what he was thinking.
Seeing her eyes open, he looked at her: "Are you awake?"
Shiyang nodded slightly: "Yes."
"Get up and wash up first."
Fu Jingchuan said that the person had been lifted up.
Shiyang nodded slightly.
His room has brand new toiletries.
The two of them each used a bathroom to wash up.
Shiyang washed up relatively slowly. When she came out of the bathroom, Fu Jingchuan was already busy in the kitchen, preparing breakfast.
Fu Jingchuan doesn't like having strangers at home, and he doesn't have the habit of using a nanny.
During the two years of marriage, she prepared most of his breakfasts.
She liked him at that time and always thought of preparing delicious food for him in different ways every day.
She felt satisfied just watching him eat.
No one has prepared breakfast for him in the past two years, and he obviously has not hired a nanny. He prepares everything himself.
This habit is just a return to the original single state.
Shiyang stared at him for a while, breathed out softly, and stepped forward to help.
Fu Jingchuan just turned his head and glanced at her, then moved to the side to make room for her, without saying anything.
The two of them finished breakfast in silence, then had breakfast together in silence, and then went back to their rooms to change clothes.
When Shiyang changed her shoes at the entrance, she didn't leave immediately, but just stood there hesitantly.
Fu Jingchuan had already come out of the room, put on a neatly pressed suit, and was walking towards the door while wearing a tie. When he raised his eyes, he saw Shi Yang standing still, looking slightly hesitant.
"What's wrong?" he asked, walking towards her.
Shiyang bit her lower lip slightly, then raised her eyes to look at him.
"Fu Jingchuan." Shiyang called him softly, "I'm sorry for yesterday."
Fu Jingchuan stopped tying his tie and looked at her, his dark eyes so deep that she couldn't understand.
Shiyang bit her lower lip tighter and closed her eyelids slightly, not looking at him.
Looking straight at him, his hand was still on his tie.
The tie was still hanging loosely from his collar, untied.
Shiyang stared at the tie for a while, silently stepped forward, took the tie he was still wearing, and tied it for him carefully and conscientiously.
This was something she did often during the two years she was married to him.
Fu Jingchuan just lowered his eyes and looked at her without moving.
Shiyang smoothed the last wrinkle of his tie and smiled at him: "Okay."
Like the past two years.
Fu Jingchuan's Adam's apple rolled slightly, but his black eyes still looked at her motionlessly.
Shiyang's heart shrank from being stared at, and the hand on his tie slowly withdrew somewhat stiffly.
The smile at the corner of his mouth was also a little stiff.
"Go to work first..."
She said softly, and when she turned around to leave, the hand that was still stiffly bent on her chest was suddenly held by Fu Jingchuan.
When she turned around in confusion, Fu Jingchuan had grabbed her arm and pushed her against the wall. He lowered his head and kissed her hard.
Shiyang's arm, which was forced to bend its elbow in front of his chest, paused for a moment, then hesitantly reached into his pocket...
It was a long time before each other's breaths slowly calmed down.
Today is the groundbreaking ceremony of the Guofeng Resort project, and both of them are going to the scene.
"I want to go home and put on makeup first."
When he got back to the car, Shi Yang looked at Fu Jingchuan and said softly, "How about you go there first? I'll go there later."
Fu Jingchuan glanced at her.
"How long does it take to put on makeup?" he asked.
Shiyang: "About half an hour."
Fu Jingchuan nodded: "I'll take you home first, and I'll pick you up in half an hour."
He looked at his watch: "There's enough time."
Shiyang nodded slightly: "Yes."
Not long after, Fu Jingchuan sent Shiyang downstairs to the unit where she lived.
"I'll pick you up in half an hour."
He said he then started the engine and drove off.
Shiyang watched the car go away, stood there in silence for a while, and then went upstairs in silence.
Tongtong and Lin Shanshan have both gotten up.
Probably because all the adults gave her a lesson about "running away from home" yesterday, Tongtong saw Shiyang a little timid. Before Shiyang could speak, she apologized in a low voice: "Mom, I'm sorry."
Since he couldn't return last night, Shiyang sent a message to Lin Shanshan, asking her to talk to Tongtong.
She knelt down in front of Tongtong and did not blame her. She just touched her hair and said softly to her: "It's okay."
Then he patiently said to her: "Tongtong, it doesn't matter if mommy's painting is lost, but if Tongtong loses it, mommy will be sad. Tongtong, don't make mommy sad, okay?"
Tongtong nodded quickly: "Yes."
"If Tongtong has something to do in the future or what she wants to do, can she discuss it with her mother first? If her mother is too busy and cannot receive Tongtong's call for a while, Tongtong should not be anxious and wait for her mother first, okay?" Shiyang whispered to her, her voice always gentle and patient.
Tongtong nodded seriously.
"Then let's discuss it together and make a decision before we do it. Don't do it alone again, okay?" Shiyang continued softly.
Tongtong still nodded seriously: "Okay."
I couldn't help but reflect with her: "Yesterday, I saw my mother's paintings. They were very beautiful, so I wanted to take them to show to my beautiful uncle. Last time in my uncle's office, another uncle took away my mother's paintings. , I just wanted to give another one to my uncle. But, I don’t know why, it disappeared. I just wanted to go find it and get it back. I can’t, lose, lose my mother’s things.”
"It's a good thing that Tongtong wants to share her mother's painting with others. It means that Tongtong also recognizes her mother, and her mother is very happy." Shiyang patiently comforted her, "But, mother's painting is the same as Tongtong's homework. What is given to the teacher cannot be given to others casually. It was mom's fault that she didn't tell Tongtong before. Tongtong doesn't need to be sad. If the painting is gone, it is gone. There are many more moms. But after mom told you today, Tongtong, please don’t take it out to others, okay?”
Tongtong nodded seriously: "Okay."
"Then if Tongtong accidentally does something wrong, don't worry about being scolded by her mother and dare not tell her, okay? If you do something wrong, we will discuss it together and solve it. If you want to do something, we will discuss it together and do it together, okay? Okay? Tongtong is still too young. If I go out alone, I will be stared at by bad people. If my Tongtong disappears, my mother will never see Tongtong again, and my mother will be very sad. Tongtong, don’t let my mother Are you sad because you can't see Tongtong?"
Shiyang emphasized to her again softly.
Tongtong nodded seriously, then leaned forward to hug Shiyang, and promised her seriously: "I will never go out by myself again. Mom, don't be sad."
"Tongtong is so good."
Shiyang couldn't help but hug her tightly, her throat was a little choked.
She hugged Tongtong for a while before gently letting her go, going back to her room to put on makeup first.
