After Gu Bai gave the gift, he took Fu Wenzhou and ran away. Mrs. Ruan was keen on caring about other people's life events. Everyone who was 'cared for' felt numb, and he didn't dare to stay longer.

Fu Wenzhou was angry that Song Qingyou didn't cherish his feelings. After being dragged away by Gu Bai, he found a place to sit down and drink. He had an air of being unappreciated by strangers, a scary person.

Because of the unhappy ending that day, Song Qingyou could ignore Fu Wenzhou, but she caught a glimpse of his gloomy look from the corner of her eye, which made her feel funny.

I don’t know who made him unhappy again.

His temper is really bad.

The old lady liked Song Qingyou, so she took her and talked for a while.

This is exactly Song Qingyou's intention, but it must be done step by step and not involve interests at the first step.

Just catch up with Mrs. Ruan first.

She deliberately learned about the old lady's preferences, and both of them liked Master Lin Qingshan. They chatted very congenially. The more the old lady looked at him, the more she liked him. When she learned that she and Fu Tingshen had just divorced, she felt very sad.

"Then Fu Tingshen also has no vision. It would be his loss to choose a woman from a small family and a calculating face to divorce you."

Song Qingyou pursed her lips and smiled, but said nothing.

As today's birthday girl, the old lady was very busy, and Song Qingyou was also very measured. After gaining the old lady's favor, she had a discerning excuse to find friends and leave the old lady's side.

She chatted with the old lady for a long time, suppressing the itchiness in her throat. Now her whole body relaxed, and the uncontrollable desire to cough came over her like a tidal wave.

Song Qingyou covered her mouth and instantly tasted the smell of blood in her throat.

She quickly went to the bathroom, and when she opened her hand, her palms were already red.

Holding on to the sink, she coughed almost hoarsely. Her originally pale face turned red from the coughing, and the drop of blood on the corner of her mouth was as red as cinnabar.

There were other people in the bathroom, so she subconsciously avoided their scrutiny, not wanting to be seen in such a miserable state.

When no one was around, she finally coughed out a mouthful of blood. Her whole body felt light and she felt much better temporarily.

However, her face became paler in the mirror, and thin cyan blood vessels were faintly visible under the thin skin.

After cleaning herself up, she felt that her body was a little overwhelmed and planned to leave. As soon as she came out of the bathroom, she met Fu Tingshen in the wide corridor.

She frowned slightly and passed by him as if he didn't see him.

The next second, her arms suddenly tightened, she let out a soft exclamation, and was suddenly pulled back by Fu Tingshen.

Her back slammed into the cold wall, causing her to groan. Anger surged in her heart, and her face was filled with emotion: "Fu Tingshen, what are you doing?"

Fu Tingshen mocked: "You hide from me when you see me. What, do you feel guilty?"

Song Qingyou broke away from his hand, rubbed her painful arm, suppressed her anger and said, "I don't know what you are talking about, boring."

She was about to leave after saying that, not intending to get entangled with Fu Tingshen.

Her cold attitude made Fu Ting furious. He completely ignored the other people passing by and said harshly: "You hooked up with Fu Wenzhou just after you divorced me. I take it you two have been hanging out together for a long time, right?"

Song Qingyou's figure froze.

Someone was already watching them. Song Qingyou had just gained the favor of Mrs. Ruan. She didn't want to cause trouble and make a joke on her wedding day, so she decided to tolerate her for a while.

However, seeing that she didn't speak, Fu Tingshen not only did not give up, but pushed further, "Fu Wenzhou is indeed a mad dog. Dogs only pick up things that others don't want."

"He likes people like you, and you are really hungry."

Song Qingyou couldn't bear to hear other people talk about Fu Wenzhou in such a bad way, so she pushed back her broken hair from her ears, her gentle and gentle look had an indescribable charm.

She looked at Fu Tingshen, not angry, and said with a smile: "Why, you are so anxious to jump off the stage, do you regret divorcing me?"

"Regret? You didn't even look at yourself to see if you were worthy!" After hearing this, Fu Tingshen was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. He was so excited that he said, "I have looked down on you for so many years, so I didn't go to bed with you.

Just seeing you looking so sick and pretending to be noble makes me sick!"

"Ah?" Song Qingyou covered her mouth in vain, looking slightly surprised: "Isn't it because you can't do it?"

Fu Tingshen suddenly got stuck.

He never expected that Song Qingyou would become so sharp-tongued now. A word of 'no' almost pissed him off.

He said angrily: "Song Qingyou! Who do you think can't do it?!"

"Even your own woman needs my help to get pregnant." Song Qingyou still maintained a calm attitude: "Mr. Fu, this is not a glorious thing at all. You should keep your voice down, otherwise it will be really embarrassing if the news of your inability gets out."

Fu Tingshen looked around and saw that there were many people coming in and out of the huge corridor, all listening to the gossip.

His face was turning green and white, and he was very angry. He wanted to teach Song Qingyou, this ungrateful woman, a lesson, but he found that she had disappeared.

Lin Niao Niao was not often brought out by Fu Tingshen. Even though she tried hard to blend into the atmosphere of the banquet, others looked at her as Fu Tingshen's wife and were polite but distant.

No matter how beautiful the smiles were on those people's faces, they couldn't hide the contempt in their eyes.

Lin Niaoniao was born, so she was very concerned about this. After a while, she was met with cold faces and blank stares. She was sitting on a chair sulking and sending a message to Fu Tingshen, who then appeared next to her.

He sat down, took the wine glass from the waiter's tray and drank it all in one gulp.

Lin Niao clung to his shoulder like a boneless person and told him aggrievedly that she had been ignored just now. Fu Tingshen was bored when he heard this.

"Since you're not used to it, don't come here again."

Lin Niao was stunned, her eyes filled with tears: "Ting Shen...do you even dislike me?"

"Don't think about it." Fu Ting had a headache and suppressed his emotions and said: "What I mean is that you are pregnant with the child now, so don't be influenced by your emotions. If you are unhappy in this environment, we will not come here in the future. You

The most important thing is the baby in your belly.”

Lin Niao said with tears in her eyes: "Baby, baby, you only have babies in your eyes and don't care about others at all. I was looking for you everywhere just now, where have you been?"

"It's not Song Qingyou..." Fu Tingshen closed his mouth mid-sentence, gritted his teeth secretly, and showed irritation visible to the naked eye: "Let's not talk about this anymore. Since you feel bored, let's go back."

He stood up as he spoke. Lin Niao looked at his tall and straight back and finally came to his senses.

What did he just say?

Is he and Song Qingyou together?

A strong sense of crisis arose in Lin Niaoniao's heart. Could it be that Song Qingyou regretted the divorce and is now pestering Fu Tingshen?

There was a dark light and fierceness in her eyes. She finally tied Fu Tingshen to her side and got her wish with the help of the child in her belly. She would never allow anyone to take away everything she had now!
Chapter completed!