[R18] Upstairs and downstairs (1v1) h – “Upstairs, Downstairs (1v1)h” Please let me go [English]
byShe waited in the bathroom for a while before coming out. Zhang Quanfeng didn’t leave. He was sitting on the sofa, holding a cigarette in his hand and answering the phone with his mobile phone in his other hand.
The coffee table was surrounded by glass shards. Fu Xianling avoided the broken glass and walked into the bedroom. After taking a few steps, she heard footsteps coming from behind. She quickly entered the room and locked the door.
Her heart was beating so hard that she was trembling with fear. She didn’t know if Zhang Quanfeng would hit someone, but she was really frightened by the scene just now.
Zhang Quanfeng knocked on the door, “Why lock the door? Let’s talk.”
Fu Xianling held her cell phone, found Cui Xiao’s number and dialed it. When the call was connected, she shouted to the person outside the door, “Zhang Quanfeng, I have nothing to talk about with you! I want a divorce! I want to find a lawyer!”
Cui Xiao was at the winery. When she received the call, she threw away the cigarette in her mouth and ran towards the car in a few strides.
Zhang Quanfeng gritted his teeth, “Except for divorce, I can agree to all other conditions!”
“I just want a divorce!” Fu Xianling asked with some pain, “Why do you want to make such a joke with me? Zhang Quanfeng? You obviously don’t love me, why do you want to marry me?”
Yes, why?
Fu Xianling is seen as gentle, virtuous, beautiful and generous in the eyes of outsiders, but in Zhang Quanfeng’s eyes, Fu Xianling is quiet and boring. His only best friend is Cui Xiao, whom he despises the most. If Cui Xiao is too bohemian, then Fu Xianling is too demure and introverted. He is very puzzled that two people with completely opposite personalities can become best friends.
Fu Xianling often sat alone and read a book. When he came home, she would only ask him if he had eaten. When they first got married, they had many topics to talk about. He also tried to get to know her. Later, he found that their preferences were very different and they had fewer and fewer common topics.
He once liked her, her tranquility and softness, her seriousness and patience when working, and her gentleness when facing strangers. But later, this love faded over time, and in the end, only the moral shackles of “she is his wife” were left, which controlled him.
She is not like other women who can act coquettishly, make him happy in various ways, ride on him by his tie and call him husband in a cooing voice.
He gained another kind of satisfaction from being admired by other women, which Fu Xianling could not give him. He did not think that he had done anything wrong. Generally, there were many women with his status outside, and it was even popular in the circle to exchange female companions for more excitement.
He thinks that he can have fun outside as much as he wants. When he returns home, he still has to take care of his family, but he can’t spend too much time with Fu Xianling. He can only make up for it with money as much as possible, so he will send money to Fu Xianling every month.
He knows that she is frugal and doesn’t like expensive gifts, so the only thing that can make up for it is money.
But now Fu Xianling doesn’t want money, she wants a divorce.
Zhang Quanfeng suddenly became extremely flustered. The women outside were only with him for his money, but not Fu Xianling. She was from a scholarly family, educated and well-educated. He even took her to attend several banquets in the circle, and the wife of the other boss would chat happily with Fu Xianling.
She has a good temper, high emotional intelligence, gentle temperament, and speaks softly. She will never let anyone say a bad word when she is brought out. Zhang Quanfeng has always admired her for this, and thanks to her, she won a big deal worth 30 million.
For him, although Fu Xianling cannot give him a sense of freshness and excitement like other women, she is his wife now, in the future, and in the future.
he needs she.
“I don’t agree to divorce.” Zhang Quanfeng said solemnly, “Fu Xianling, other than divorce, I will agree to whatever conditions you put forward.”
Fu Xianling hung up the phone, raised her hand to wipe the tears on her face, but her voice had a clear nasal sound.
“I don’t want anything.”
“Zhang Quanfeng, I’m tired, please let me go.”
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