Fu Dehan turned his head when he heard someone shout. It was Fu Qing.
"This is what you've done! Now the child has come looking for you. What else can you say? Get out! I never want to see you again!"
Zhang Fuchun said furiously, leaning forward and prying at Fu Dehan's hand to close the car door.
She was so angry because the investigator had told her that Fu Dehan was indeed poor. But he was already married and had two children!
This was like a bolt from the blue. Zhang Fuchun was furious and simply stopped the car at the entrance of the residential area. She didn't care about the occasion and kicked Fu Dehan out.
The car door slammed shut the moment Fu Dehan turned his head. Zhang Fuchun stepped on the accelerator and sped into the residential area.
"Hey! I say..."
Fu Dehan wanted to say more, but it was too late.
Fu Qing saw her father get out of the car and ran towards him, shouting as she ran.
With Zhang Fuchun gone, Fu Dehan no longer needed to pretend. He took two steps towards Fu Qing and opened his arms to embrace her.
"Daddy!"
"Hey, my good girl, why are you here? Where's Mommy?"
Fu Dehan said softly.
Although he wasn't particularly close to his children, they were his own flesh and blood, and he did feel a little something.
He had rarely been home since the child was born. He had been working outside and rarely had time to take care of them.
This was precisely why he had been scheming to have a better life.
As long as he had money, he could sleep until he woke up naturally every day, and spend every day with his wife and children by a warm hearth.
"Her mother took the younger child to the hospital, and I'm looking after her for now."
Bai Suxiang watched Fu Qing run over. To prevent the child from getting into danger, she followed closely. When she heard Fu Dehan's question, she answered casually.
"You? You are..."
"She's the sister who draws in the square, and she's our friend."
Fu Qing interjected, introducing Bai Suxiang with childish words.
Fu Dehan listened, put Fu Qing down, and stood up.
"Oh, so that's how it is!"
Bai Suxiang didn't respond. From his earlier situation, the person in the car was definitely not his boss.
Based on a woman's intuition, he must have done something to wrong Li Feilin and her daughters.
Bai Suxiang gritted her teeth in hatred but couldn't lash out.
They weren't close, and it was their family affair. As an outsider, she couldn't say much.
To satisfy Fu Qing's wish, she could only give a wry smile.
Fu Dehan paid no attention to this. Women held no difficulty for him. The only thing that could tempt him was whether she had money.
He was a natural talker, and Fu Dehan's few words made Fu Qing giggle.
But he absolutely couldn't take Fu Qing into Feitian Huafu. Zhang Fuchun had already lost her temper. It was time to confess everything. At this juncture, he couldn't let the child be a burden.
Using work as an excuse, he sent Fu Qing away.
Bai Suxiang had no choice but to take the reluctant child back to the square.
Anyone with discerning eyes could see that Fu Dehan had problems. But Fu Dehan didn't shy away from it because he had already decided to divorce, it was only a matter of time.
Of course, before discussing divorce, he had to sound out Zhang Fuchun's attitude. Sudan Novel Network
As long as she was willing to get married, the divorce would be easy.
Thinking this way, he felt things would be more stable. If he ended up with nothing, it would be too much of a loss.
Zhang Fuchun was only angry for a moment. As soon as she returned home, she burst into tears.
She actually liked Fu Dehan very much; otherwise, she wouldn't have reacted so strongly.
Moreover, Fu Dehan was her first love, and all her thoughts were on him. Although her father had warned Zhang Fuchun that it was only because he had money, otherwise no one could stand her bad temper.
So, as long as he had money, Fu Dehan would treat her well. This was Zhang Fuchun's last trump card.
As she cried, Fu Dehan returned, because Zhang Fuchun heard the sound of the door.
She immediately stood up, ran to the door, squeezed it shut with all her might, and cursed, "Get out! Why are you here again?"
Fu Dehan was unwilling to leave.
He said with a nervous, flattering smile, "Darling, let me in first, and I'll explain, okay?"
Seeing Fu Dehan, Zhang Fuchun became even angrier. She cried and cursed, scolding him.
Fu Dehan didn't argue. He waited for her to vent before saying, "Alright, alright, I'm going, I'm going. But I need to take my pillow. Otherwise, I won't be able to sleep. You know that."
Zhang Fuchun did know this. When he moved in, he hadn't brought anything except a pillow.
He said his head was accustomed to it, and he wouldn't be able to sleep with a different pillow. He had slept with that one pillow for more than ten years.
"Okay! You wait, I'll get it for you!"
Zhang Fuchun shouted, and then moved to close the door.
How could Fu Dehan let her close the door? He blocked it with his hand.
Zhang Fuchun was, after all, a woman, and her strength was a bit lacking.
"I'll get it myself, okay? I'll leave as soon as I get it!"
Fu Dehan adopted a strategy of retreating to advance. He had to leave first and come back after this difficult period.
He spoke in a negotiating tone, testing Zhang Fuchun's attitude.
Zhang Fuchun thought he was really going to get the pillow, so she didn't object, and her hand on the door loosened.
Fu Dehan seized the opportunity, slipped in, and closed the door behind him.
After entering, he didn't go to get the pillow immediately. Instead, he turned to Zhang Fuchun and said, "Darling, after I leave, can't you just listen to my explanation?"
"No, no, get out of here immediately!"
Zhang Fuchun was still angry and cursed him impulsively.
Fu Dehan had no choice but to go back to the room to get the pillow.
This pillow had indeed accompanied him for more than ten years. He used to have trouble sleeping, and his mother had had it blessed at a temple in their hometown.
He tried to slow down his movements, giving Zhang Fuchun time to calm down.
It would be best if he could talk before leaving. Otherwise, it would be difficult to get back in after leaving.
Sometimes, the psychological battle with women was like this: it was better to act quickly than to delay.
Fu Dehan was well aware of his weaknesses: he was a married man with children, and crucially, he had no money. Apart from his handsome face, he had nothing else to show for himself.
"Darling, after I leave, remember to drink brown sugar water. You need to be extra careful these two days, don't catch a cold!"
Zhang Fuchun didn't respond. Fu Dehan continued.
"Remember to close the window when you sleep at night, so the wind doesn't blow in, as it's easy to catch a cold."
...
Fu Dehan didn't move his feet, but his lips kept chattering, every word filled with concern.
"Get out, get out! Wuwuwu~~"