We agreed to divorce at the expiration date, why do you regret it, Mr. Fu?

Chapter 102 He Developed Separation Anxiety



Chapter 102 He Developed Separation Anxiety

Fu Ruoshi was choked by Wen Zhixia.

The relaxed smile on his face just now froze at the corner of his lips and became stiff.

He had never encountered anything in his life that could stump him, except the woman in front of him.

In order to keep her, he tried everything he could. Even his grandmother, who was not afraid of eczema or arthritis, came to persuade her. Why was she still so heartless?

Fu Ruoshi, who has been a loner since childhood, is now almost suffering from separation anxiety.

"Wen Zhixia, could you please stop being like this?" Fu Ruoshi suppressed the throbbing in his forehead and said patiently, "Could you please stop reminding me over and over again that I want a divorce? There are only about twenty days left. You've waited for three years, and you can't wait for twenty days?"

As soon as he said that, he realized that he had spoken rudely again.

"No, no, I mean," he coughed awkwardly, "I don't like people rushing me."

It seems that something is not right.

Incoherent...

Wen Zhixia looked at Fu Ruoshi's ever-changing expressions, feeling calm in her heart, and even felt like laughing - look, he is getting anxious again.

In fact, she could see that he was trying to please her, but he was not cut out for it and it seemed out of place.

However, even if he had started a year or half a year earlier, he wouldn't have had to use all his skills like this.

Even if it was just a bowl of ramen from a cheap restaurant, a hug, or a full meal with her, she wouldn't be as determined to leave as she is today.

Wen Zhixia wasn't really trying to be confrontational with him; she was trying to establish a clear boundary. As a medical student, her rigor meant she disliked ambiguity, and she didn't want him to think she was still attached.

Thinking of this, Wen Zhixia softened her tone and said, "I'm not rushing you, I'm just reminding you. Besides, I've already called a car, so don't drive while you're tired. I'll come over after work."

Her calm comfort had a miraculous effect on Fu Ruoshi, miraculously alleviating his separation anxiety.

"Okay, okay," he said gruffly, "you have the final say."

Not to mention not seeing her for a whole day, someone has degenerated to the point where he feels uncomfortable if he doesn't see her for a whole night.

"The car is coming." Wen Zhixia pointed ahead, "I'll leave first."

Fu Ruoshi followed her and watched her slender figure get into the car with a reluctant look in his eyes. However, seeing her cold attitude of not turning back to say goodbye to him, he was reluctant to say goodbye first.

The car door closed, and just as the driver was about to turn around and leave, Fu Ruoshi suddenly felt an impulse and shouted, "Wen Zhixia!"

Wen Zhixia was startled by him. She opened the window and turned around, looking at him in confusion, "What are you doing?"

Fu Ruoshi looked at her with a dark face for a long time:

"goodbye!"

Wen Zhixia: "Oh."

"Why didn't you say goodbye to me?"

Wen Zhixia: "...Master, please drive."

"Wen Zhixia!"

Fu Ruoshi brought trouble upon himself. He could only watch the car drive away helplessly and was so angry that he wanted to hit someone.

Wen Zhixia in the car was confused.

The driver glanced at Wen Zhixia in the rearview mirror and chuckled, "Are the young couple arguing?"

Wen Zhixia quickly denied, "No, not Master, we are not familiar with each other."

The driver saw it all clearly in the rearview mirror. After Fu Ruoshi turned around, he turned back after taking a few steps and looked at her reluctantly. He didn't leave until the car was about to go down the mountain and turn.

Unfamiliar? I don’t believe it! The driver smiled but said nothing.

On this side, after Fu Ruoshi sent Wen Zhixia away, he went home to pack up and prepared to go to the group to find Fu Keming to resolve the issue of compensation for the Xu family.

Bai Lan saw that he came back soon after he left and said dissatisfiedly, "Why didn't you send Xiao Xia off? Didn't you ask her to take her to work?"

"She doesn't want me to send her off," Fu Ruoshi said, "I've been trying to please her for months, but do you think she cares about me?"

He was a little discouraged, "Grandma, do you think she has no feelings for me at all?"

Bai Lan sighed a little.

He had watched Fu Ruoshi grow up. Her grandson had been fearless since he was young, and even the King of Hell would have a headache seeing him. But he didn't expect that because of his relationship problems, he would torture himself to the point of being covered in bruises, losing his appetite, and losing a lot of weight.

Besides feeling distressed, I blame him more for not being ambitious and serious. A man who is very successful in business cannot keep such a good wife.

"That night, you seemed to have broken something," Bai Lan sighed and said, "Xiao Xia was still talking to me, but when she heard the sound, her face changed. She left me and rushed to find you."

A glimmer flashed in Fu Ruoshi's dejected eyes, "Really? You didn't lie to me?"

Bai Lan hummed, "I don't know if this counts as affection, but if she was really that heartless, why would she go out early and come back late every day, cook for you, and help you change your medicine?"

In fact, when he first married Wen Zhixia, Fu Ruoshi had a vague feeling that Wen Zhixia liked him.

But she didn't say anything, and he didn't ask any further questions. Now that he realized it belatedly and asked, there would be no more gratifying sound except a cold answer.

"She's very disappointed in you," Bai Lan put his glasses back on, "I'm disappointed in you too."

"Time is running out, so make the most of it."

Many years later, Fu Ruoshi recalled this moment. He admitted that he had encountered many difficult problems in his life, many of which could have cost him his life, but the only one that left him with a psychological trauma was the problem with Wen Zhixia.

......

It was afternoon when we arrived at the Fu Building, and Fu Keming had just seen off a few foreign guests.

He turned around and saw his son getting out of the car. He had lost a lot of weight, his chin was pointed, and he was still not serious. He whistled at him when he saw him.

Fu Keming's face turned black with anger. He poked Fu Ruoshi twice with his fingers in the air, then turned around and walked into the building.

Fu Ruoshi followed Fu Keming slowly all the way to the chairman's office.

"When will Xu Guangcai transfer the money?" Fu Ruoshi said straight to the point upon entering the office, "He wouldn't dare to default on your debt, would he?"

Fu Keming glared at him coldly, lit his pipe, and smoked for a moment before speaking, "You promise that after this time, you will never cause trouble for the Xu family and the Fu family again, okay?"

"Who wants to mess with them..." Fu Ruoshi lay down on the sofa, with his long legs on the coffee table, "Isn't the Fu family my home? I'm just acting wild in my own home, what trouble can I get into?"

He took a sip of tea, took a string of ebony Buddhist beads that Fu Keming had placed on the sofa, and played with it in his hands.

In fact, no matter how the Fu family fights internally, once they encounter an enemy, they will unite and face the outside world.

So Fu Keming said, "Xu Guangcai has entrusted Xiao Xia to handle this matter, but you must not bother Xu Hui again. You must deal with the ghostwriter issue. She is still in a mental hospital. Xu Guangcai will not let his only daughter bear legal responsibility."

"Is Xu Hui really crazy?" Fu Ruoshi sat up straight. "Impossible, she is definitely pretending."

Fu Keming shook his head. "Of course he's not crazy, he's just avoiding trouble. Everyone knows about this kind of thing, so don't make things more complicated."

He paused, then continued, "After the incident at her gallery, it was the second son of the Zhao Group who settled it for her. Zhao Xiaoning has always liked her, and this time he seized the opportunity."

Zhao Xiaoning?

Hearing this name, Fu Ruoshi's expression changed slightly and he put down his teacup.

"Fatty..." He cursed with a smile, then said thoughtfully, "Didn't Zhao Xiaoning beat his ex-girlfriend into a miscarriage? How can Xu Hui be with him?"


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