"Yuan'er, where are you?"

With the help of Grandpa Fu, Yan Yan finally got in touch with Fu Yuaner.

"I brought my mother to a foreign hospital," Fu Yuan'er said. "The doctor said that my mother will wake up in two days."

"Is it really Cheng Zitong? Did he use drugs to control his aunt and prevent her from waking up?" Yan Yan asked in a low voice.

"There is no evidence." Fu Yuan'er replied.

Yan Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

Without evidence, it can't be said that Cheng Zitong has such evil intentions.

But I don't know that Fu Yuaner thinks otherwise.

Yan Yan didn't dare to ask any more, worrying to make her even more unhappy.

"When are you going to come back?" Yan Yan turned to the subject.

"When Mom wakes up, be better."

Yan Yan sighed lightly, "I didn't expect you to really get to the stage of divorce."

"Yan Yan...Actually, Cheng Zi and I have already agreed to divorce in three months..."

It's just that she deviated from the track later, but forgot that she was actually walking on the track.

What to do, she is the only one who is passionate about herself there!

"You don't have to worry about me, I won't fail to come back," she understood what Yan Yan was worried about. "City A is not from the Cheng family, nor is it from Cheng Zitong. What should I do or I have to come back."

Her career and hobbies are in City A.

Yan Yan put down the phone and exhaled deeply.

"Girl, how is Yuan'er feeling?" Grandpa Fu came over and asked with concern.

Yan Yan squeezed a smile: "Don't worry, Grandpa Fu, Yuan'er is fine," she said, "and the aunt's condition is also very good, they will be back soon."

Grandpa Fu sighed slightly: "Yuan'er wanted to help Cheng Zitong. It was originally a good intention, but now she's coming back for a while, she only taught Cheng Yiming a lesson, but broke the two of them apart."

"I knew this a long time ago, I shouldn't have agreed to Yuan'er doing this." Grandpa Fu felt regretful.

Yan Yan didn't think so. "Sometimes when a sore develops, the pus should be squeezed out, so that the sore will heal."

She didn't think that the divorce was the end of Fu Yuaner and Cheng Zitong.

As long as people who really understand Cheng Zitong's feelings for Fu Yuan'er, they don't think so.

**

How many things can be changed in two months.

Can't change too much.

But it will not remain unchanged.

For example, Yan Yan's role as the female number one is finally coming to an end.

For example, Yin Jinxi's belly is already as big as a watermelon, and soon a little baby carved out of jade will be born.

For example, Zi Yin has a big belly.

Fu Yuan'er was sitting in the taxi, watching Ziyin walk out of a maternal and child store with her pregnant belly.

She just flew back today, and she didn't expect to see Ziyin by such a coincidence.

I remember that she saw Zi Yin two months ago, and Zi Yin's pregnant belly hadn't shown much. It was only two months... she suddenly remembered that she had forgotten that Zi Yin was carrying twins.

At this time, a familiar tall figure then walked out of the maternity and infant store with two large shopping bags in his hand.

Needless to say, the shopping bag contains children's supplies.

He walked to Ziyin's side and walked forward with Ziyin, like a family of three...

What kind of look, people are...

Two months later, Fu Yuan'er only understood one truth, heartache can be ignored, but it won't exist.

Friends always ask her why she agreed to divorce so easily.

She thought this question was ridiculous. He could file for divorce so easily. Why did she hesitate to agree?

Even if you don’t be loved, do you still lose your dignity?

At this time, the green light was on and the taxi drove forward.

Their figures are getting farther and farther away.

When the car was turning, she still couldn't help turning her head, keeping her eyes on his figure, until her vision was blurred and she couldn't turn away.

Dignity is one thing, not being loved is one thing, and still loving is another thing.

When Fu Yuan'er returned to Fu's house, she saw a large truck parked in the garden, and the housekeeper was taking people out to move large pieces of antique porcelain.

"Butler, what's the matter?" Fu Yuan'er asked suspiciously.

"Miss Yuan'er is back," the butler replied with a smile, "Master heard that his wife was awake, and he was so happy that he asked people to exchange a new batch of porcelain. This is to ship the old ones out."

Fu Yuan'er smiled, grandpa was kind of tossing.

My mother woke up last month. She wanted to stay with her mother for a while, but her mother had to let her come back to work.

"Mom said she has nothing more to do. There are people taking care of everything in the nursing home, and I don't need me at all." Fu Yuan'er saw her grandfather.

Grandpa Fu smiled slightly: "If your mother can say such things, it means that she has really recovered."

For a moment, Grandpa Fu turned his face and asked: "Did she tell what happened on the day of the car accident?"

Fu Yuan'er shook her head: "Mom said nothing, she just didn't pay attention for a while."

At first, Fu Yuan'er felt strange and surprised, but her mother criticized her in turn, where there are so many conspiracies and tricks, life is not tired.

She slowly accepted the fact that she thought too much.

However, she hasn't told her mother about the divorce between her and Cheng Zi. Let her stay in the nursing home for a while.

"In that case, let this matter come to an end," Grandpa Fu nodded slightly, "What are your plans for coming back this time?"

"I plan to report back to work."

"You don't care about the company?" Grandpa Fu asked.

Fu Yuan'er laughed at herself, "Grandpa, you are making me happy."

Through the previous "catch the ducks on the shelves", she was deeply and soberly aware that she was not the material for business at all, and it was best to do her own business.

Grandpa Fu lovingly patted her on the shoulder, "It's fine if you are happy."

"As soon as you come back, live at home and have a caregiver." Grandpa said again.

Fu Yuan'er nodded. She understood that she lived here, and only after her mother came back could she live in justifiably.

My mother has lived here all her life and has feelings for this house.

After eating, she went back to the room and cleaned up briefly, then turned on the computer to read the newspaper's topic selections this month.

In return for work in the agency, she started contacting about half a month ago, so now it’s fine to get started.

Seeing that half of the newspaper editors called and asked her to go out to talk about work.

Fu Yuan'er is inevitably a little nervous, "Editor-in-chief, has there been any change... I'm not allowed to report back to the agency?"

The editor-in-chief smiled, "Unless the newspaper is gone, how can you not want a talent like you! I want to talk to you, just to make you better carry out the next step."

Fu Yuan'er breathed a sigh of relief.

To be honest, she had been fishing for a few months, and she was a little worried about not being able to keep up with the pace of the newspaper.

She and the editor-in-chief met at a coffee shop.

When she walked in, she found that the cafe had been by herself.

At that time, I was acting with Cheng Zi, and I agreed to wait in a cafe when I wanted to meet. I think back then I was really stupid.

In the eyes of Cheng Zi, she is also a fool.

"Why, doesn't the environment here make you uncomfortable," the editor-in-chief noticed her absent-mindedness. "Should we change the place?"

The new editor-in-chief paid special attention to the chief reporters in the newspaper, and even noticed the subtle emotions.

Fu Yuan'er shook her head quickly: "I'm fine, let's start talking."

The editor-in-chief's ideas coincide with Fu Yuan'er. The content of the social edition should be grounded and dig out more about common people's affairs, but they should also be topical and representative.

Fu Yuaner showed the editor-in-chief several topics she had drafted, and the editor-in-chief nodded after reading it.

"I think it's great. You will do this one first this month." The editor-in-chief chose one.

If divorce at the age of forty, what else can a woman do?

Fu Yuan'er admired the editor more and more, courteous but with firm goals.

The previous compliments were only polite, and the choice at this time was the real request to Fu Yuan'er.

This topic is good, but it is not easy to do the content well.

"Reporter Fu, I believe you can do it," the editor-in-chief raised his hand and glanced at the watch. "I will have a meeting in the cafeteria downstairs in ten minutes. I will leave it to you to think alone."

This time management, don't waste a minute and a second.

Fu Yuan'er went back in no hurry, a divorced woman, and the time was just right for her career.

She was busy sorting out all the information, and her tiredness gradually came up. When she looked at the time, it turned out that it was past 11 o'clock in the evening.

Suddenly I don't want to go back to the Fu's villa, so let's go to my small apartment for one night.

She greeted the waiter to come over to settle the bill, but the waiter told her: "The bill has been settled."

"Is it the lady with me?" she asked casually.

"It's that gentleman."

Mr?

Which sir?

She followed the waiter's eyes suspiciously, and she couldn't help being startled.

I saw Cheng Zi sitting in the corner by the window.

Confronting her gaze, he curled his lips and smiled.

When did he come, she didn't know at all.

But since she ran into it, if she didn't come forward to say hello, would it seem that she couldn't let it go?

So she stepped forward, "Long time no see."

Cheng Zitong's mouth was filled with a faint smile: "Yes, long time no see, sit down and have a cup of coffee."

"I've had coffee all night," she didn't sit down, "Thank you for inviting me to drink coffee."

"What's the use of thank you alone, and invite me to drink it next time," he said.

Fu Yuan'er:...

She really didn't know where he had such a big face.