After the divorce, the wealthy ex-husband completely lost control

Chapter 205

"He... What's wrong?

Zhong Qiqi asked Ke Chen nervously, not knowing why Fu Jingchuan suddenly changed his face.

Ke Chen was also puzzled.

Since Fu Jingchuan agreed to add WeChat, he felt abnormal.

Fu Jingchuan never casually adds people to WeChat, especially women.

He also didn't see that Fu Jingchuan was interested in Zhong Qiqi.

"Maybe my mind is wandering."

Ke Chen smiled awkwardly, found a reason that even he felt, and after speaking, he didn't care that Zhong Qiqi was still confused, said goodbye and quickly chased after him.

When he rushed to the parking lot, he could no longer see Fu Jingchuan.

Ke Chen quickly took out his mobile phone and called Fu Jingchuan: "President Fu, where have you been?"

"You take a taxi back yourself."

The other end of the phone answered quietly, and the phone had been cut off.

Ke Chen frowned and looked at the mobile phone, although the call just now was short, Fu Jingchuan's voice was sandwiched by the wind, obviously driving, and the speed was not low.

Fu Jingchuan only drives fast when he is in a bad mood.

Ke Chen was not sure if Fu Jingchuan's bad mood was related to Shiyang.

Just now, when he agreed to add Zhong Qiqi's WeChat, Ke Chen almost thought that Fu Jingchuan was going to meet a new person and start over.

He didn't know why Fu Jingchuan chose to repent.

Ke Chen couldn't tell whether he was relieved or worried, sighed silently, and Ke Chen had to go out to take a taxi.

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Fu Jingchuan drove aimlessly on the road alone.

The roads in the suburbs are empty and spacious.

His car was driving fast, and the evening breeze poured in through the wide open windows, blowing his hair in disarray.

Although this city is thousands of miles away from the West City, this city is equivalent to his second hometown.

He studied here in college.

So is Shiyang.

But she would never know that their university was just a wall apart.

Outside the window is a large row of ginkgo biloba, whizzing past the speed.

Next to the university town, you can vaguely see young couples laughing and playing on the boulevard.

Not far ahead is one of the purposes of this trip, Shanghui Shopping Mall.

A few years ago, it was the youth of the city's college students.

It sent away one batch of college students after another, and it was also ushering in the sending again and again, and was slowly eliminated by the times.

Fu Jingchuan suddenly remembered that in the year of graduation, the people in the dormitory arranged a dinner, and this shopping mall was chosen.

In that Sichuan hot pot restaurant with a simple Chinese decoration style, he suddenly looked up while watching others laughing, and the next table suddenly fell into the familiar side face in his eyes, just like the quiet and idyllic in memory, and there was always a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth.

Shiyang would never know that her reunion with him after high school was not the class reunion four years ago.

Suddenly, Fu Jingchuan didn't remember what kind of mood he was in at that time, and for what reason he didn't come forward to disturb.

It's just that when I think about it later, there will be a faint regret, but not strong enough to make him desperate to contact her.

His life and life trajectory did not change in any way because of that chance encounter, but in the short leisure time after the busy, he would think of Shiyang and the regret of missing out.

Such regrets made the reunion at the class reunion become a thunderous fire.

That loss of control took his life off track slightly, but not in many directions.

Fu Jingchuan didn't know if he was now guiding the deviated life track back to the established direction.

Shi Yang's journey with him is over.

They have proven with practice that they are not suitable for each other.

Just now, when Zhong Qiqi proposed to add him to WeChat, Fu Jingchuan even thought about accepting Shiyang's suggestion and finding a complementary one.

He and Shiyang would not have come to this point if they had such a warm and proactive nature as Zhong Qiqi.

Moreover, forgetting a person begins with getting to know someone new.

So at that moment, in extreme sanity, he stretched out his phone.

It was also at the same moment, Shi Yang quietly watched his countless pictures switch in his brain, transforming into a thick guilt.

He even had a sense of absurdity that he had betrayed Shi Yang.

Xu is because Shiyang has always been single, and he has always been single, even if he has been divorced for two years, but subconsciously, he has never faced the fact that he and Shiyang have divorced.

Shi Yang was to him, but it was like making an awkward scene, and he was out of the door.

Even intellectually Fu Jingchuan clearly knows that it is not, he and Shiyang are over, and the marriage of men and women is not related from now on, but even if he is thousands of miles away, he is still invisibly affected by Shiyang.

Fu Jingchuan's handsome face was livid because of such a fact.

When he returned to the hotel, Ke Chen obviously felt that Fu Jingchuan's face was still very bad, and he was still as cold as when he left Shanghui Real Estate.

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"President Fu, you... You okay?

Endured it, Ke Chen did not hold back, and asked if he was worried.

But unlike before, this time did not exchange Fu Jingchuan's two words "nothing".

He just passed him expressionlessly and entered the room.

Ke Chen followed with a blank eye and dutifully asked

, "President Fu, have you eaten?" I'll ask the food and beverage department to bring you dinner. "

I'm going to call housekeeping when I turn back.

"No need."

Fu Jingchuan finally spoke, but his voice was very cold.

Ke Chen was once again convinced that Fu Jingchuan was in a very bad mood.

This kind of bad is not the same as before.

In the past, I was somewhat restrained from revealing it, but now I can say that I have no concealment.

This kind of Fu Jingchuan made Ke Chen a little worried, and couldn't help but look at him: "President Fu, what can you tell me, holding it in your heart is not good for your body."

Fu Jingchuan turned his head to look at him: "Are you free?"

Ke Chen quickly nodded: "Yes."

Fu Jingchuan: "Accompany me to practice boxing." Ke

Chen: "..."

Two hours later, Ke Chen was directly paralyzed in the hotel gym, and he didn't even have the strength to get up, lying directly on the ground, panting heavily, sweat soaking the boxing suit on his body.

Fu Jingchuan was no better than him, and the training clothes on his body were also wet with sweat, his hair was also wet, and his forehead was covered with sweat.

But compared to his embarrassment, Fu Jingchuan is still much better, sweating and sweating, but unlike him, he can't move like a dead dog.

Fu Jingchuan just leaned against the corner of the wall, one leg bent, the other leg straight, and his arms casually rested on his bent knees.

Sweat dripped down the wet black hair, and the cold face was not relieved by this hearty vent.

Jun's face was still tense, and his black eyes were sharp and cold.

People don't know what they are looking at, their eyes are a little out of focus, and they don't know what to think.

Ke Chen gasped and turned his head to look at him: "Boss, you haven't slowed down yet?"

Fu Jingchuan looked at him expressionlessly and did not speak.

His gaze had turned away.

There were many people in the gym, all young people, both men and women, and many couples, wearing couple sportswear, stroking iron together, and looking at each other like honey.

Ke Chen also noticed that Fu Jingchuan's line of sight fell, and couldn't help but glance at the intimate couple, and then at Fu Jingchuan.

Fu Jingchuan had already retracted his gaze and turned his gaze out the window.

Outside the window, the city night has gradually entered a deep sleep, and you can vaguely see the occasional dangling multicolored spotlight.

Fu Jingchuan looked a little stunned.

Ke Chen couldn't help but call him worriedly: "President Fu?

Fu Jingchuan didn't look at him, but just spoke softly: "You said, why is it so difficult to put down a person?"

"But for her, how is it so easy?"

Ke Chen: "..."