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Chapter 66 Let’s get a divorce
This was the first time Fu Ruoshi heard Wen Zhixia cry.
In the past, she cried silently. She endured all the grievances alone and did not want to expose her vulnerable side to outsiders.
He didn't want her to pretend to be strong even at this moment, he just wanted her to vent...
She tore his tie, his buttons, and bit a piece of his suit...
Gradually, Wen Zhixia got tired of crying.
She was exhausted and could not fight anymore.
As if she had used up all her strength in this life, she leaned weakly on Fu Ruoshi's chest, staring at the ground with blank eyes.
Fu Ruoshi gently touched her hair, then picked her up and carried her to the empty bed in the lounge.
"Fu Ruoshi, I want to divorce you..."
After she said this, she lost consciousness.
Looking at the crystal tears on her eyelashes, Fu Ruoshi was silent for a long time. Finally, he said nothing, gently covered her with a blanket, and left the room.
In the afternoon.
Liu Zhen brought several employees from Fu and Zhuorui to the hospital to handle Wen Litao's funeral.
Fu Ruoshi was accompanying the unconscious Wen Zhixia in a single room, while several Fu's bodyguards were looking after Wen Litao's body across the street.
At noon, Director Wu and others came to take care of Wen Zhixia. She had been severely lacking in sleep recently, and she also had anemia and stomach problems. After giving her an infusion, they gave her another week's leave.
"Mr. Fu." Liu Zhen knocked on the door.
Fu Ruoshi turned around, looking slightly tired.
"These two are directors of the Civil Affairs Bureau, and they are here to take care of the old man's funeral arrangements." Liu Zhen introduced the two men in black suits beside him.
Fu Ruoshi stood up and shook hands with the two of them politely.
"Is Madam okay?" Liu Zhen asked worriedly, "The old man's death was sudden, and Madam must have been unable to accept it for a while."
Fu Ruoshi nodded and said, "I'll stay with him. You guys go handle the relevant procedures. I'll contact you when she wakes up."
In the evening, the sun sets.
Wen Zhixia woke up from a melancholy dream with tears in her eyes.
She had a dream that she returned to her childhood.
Grandpa took her to the amusement park, bought her ice cream, and secretly put pocket money in her pocket.
The grandfather in the dream turned back into his young appearance. He walked briskly, was strong and healthy, and did not look seriously ill at all.
Wen Zhixia was very happy. She followed her grandfather all the way, wanting to go home with him.
Grandpa squatted down, wiped the sweat from her forehead, smiled and said, "Grandpa has to go somewhere else first. You have to be happy, don't cry, and live your life beautifully."
Only then did she wake up from her dream crying.
My face felt itchy, so I opened my eyes and saw Fu Ruoshi carefully wiping my tears.
The pillow and quilt were covered with her tears. Fu Ruoshi awkwardly handed her a tissue and asked, "Did I wake you up? Can you sleep a little longer?"
His eyes at this moment were like a child who had made a mistake, nervously waiting to be scolded by his parents.
Wen Zhixia took the tissue from his hand and wiped her face dry.
"Help me up," she stretched out her hand weakly, "I'll go see Grandpa again."
Fu Ruoshi picked her up without saying a word, carried her to the door of grandpa's ward, and gently put her down.
Wen Zhixia walked into the ward, nodded and thanked the caregivers, and finally knelt beside the bed and hugged Wen Litao's body.
"Grandpa, I will work hard, live well, and be a useful person to society."
"I won't cry anymore. You always told me that there is nothing that cannot be overcome."
"Grandpa, I love you."
Fu Ruoshi waited quietly outside with a heavy heart.
No one dared to break the silence at this moment.
The corridor was silent at this moment.
three days later.
Wen Litao's funeral was held at the funeral home.
With Fu Ruoshi's help in the preparations, the funeral was very decent. Most of the attendees were his students, as well as some of Wen Zhixia's colleagues and friends.
Zhuo Rui also sent people, but Wen Zhixia was afraid of causing trouble, so she did not agree to Fu Ruoshi's request to invite people from the Fu family.
At the funeral, the person who cried the loudest was Meng Jia. She was the noisiest in the entire scene, but on the two days after the old man passed away, she was still filming a travel vlog at the beach.
Wen Xu also pretended to cry twice, and the first thing he asked Wen Zhixia after he finished crying was where the one million yuan Xiao Fu gave you was.
Later, with Wen Zhixia's approval, Special Assistant Liu asked Meng Jia and Wen Xu to leave the funeral.
Wen Litao had made a will before, leaving all his properties and houses to Wen Zhixia.
The process was completed until noon.
During the entire process, Wen Zhixia didn't say a word to Fu Ruoshi, nor did she cry. She remained calm and received the relatives and friends who came from afar to pay their respects.
Fu Ruoshi felt heartbroken when he saw this.
She carries everything by herself.
"Shall I take you back to sleep for a while?" Seeing that she couldn't even stand steadily, Fu Ruoshi suggested, "I'll let Liu Zhen and the others wait here for the cremation. If you keep going any longer, your stomach problems will come back."
Wen Zhixia looked at him and did not reject it immediately.
He has been running around these two days and didn't even go to the company because of Wen Litao's matter. It can be said that he has done his best.
For my grandfather, his last journey was indeed dignified and glorious.
"You didn't do anything wrong," Wen Zhixia said to Fu Ruoshi, "You don't have to be so cautious all the time."
Fu Ruoshi felt that he had a responsibility.
First, he spoke harshly to Wen Litao that night, and second, when the old man was being rescued, he was still casually enjoying a ride with others.
Seeing him speechless, Wen Zhixia couldn't help but comfort him, "Okay, don't be like this."
"Thank you for these days."
"Come home with me later and I'll give you the money."
It's already this time, and she still wants to settle everything with me?
Fu Ruoshi hesitated again and again, but finally resisted the urge to refuse.
"Yeah. Whatever you say is what it is."
After cremation, the group took Wen Litao's ashes home and buried them.
I was busy until late at night.
Fu Ruoshi drove Wen Zhixia back to the city from his hometown.
She was so tired that she fell asleep as soon as she got in the car, as quiet as a kitten.
Fu Ruoshi drove the car back to the villa without her consent instead of returning to her small rental house.
He carried her all the way to the bedroom. Wen Zhixia curled up in his arms obediently and slept soundly, which was rare for her.
Fu Ruoshi helped her take off her coat and put her in the quilt. Then he went to the bathroom to take a shower to wash away his recent fatigue.
When Wen Zhixia came out of the shower, she woke up.
She was standing barefoot by the window, her black hair blown by the wind, as if she had no desire to live.
Fu Ruoshi was startled and quickly ran over to carry Wen Zhixia back to bed.
"No, no, no!" He put her down and went to close the window. He couldn't disguise his nervousness. "Wen Zhixia, I'm on the third floor. If you jump down, the worst you'll get is paraplegia."
Being pressed into the quilt like this, Wen Zhixia rarely did not struggle.
Of course, she didn't have the strength to struggle.
"Who said I wanted to dance?" Wen Zhixia turned her head calmly. "I'm a little stuffy and just want to get some fresh air."
"I go with you?"
Wen Zhixia shook her head. She sat quietly for a while, looking out the window calmly, with no sadness or joy in her expression.
A few moments.
She finally spoke: "Fu Ruoshi, let's get a divorce."