Sweet Wife, be Good!

Zhuang Shihao got up heavily, made the chair creak, and made a heavy hissing sound on the ground. It was very ear-piercing. Fang Lan heard him go back to the study, and soon took the key to go out.

In the past, Fang Lan would definitely want to keep him, and would softly ask him where he was uncomfortable, carefully taking care of his emotions.

However, Fang Lan today just looked at Youyou with low eyebrows and asked him whether the porridge would be hot and whether the bread was soft enough.

Zhuang Shihao noticed the obvious change in her attitude, and threw the key on the table. The sudden sound made Youyou startled, and moved closer to Fang Lan in terror.

"Zhuang Shihao, you scared your son. Why are you a father?" Fang Lan hurriedly hugged Youyou.

A hint of regret flashed in Zhuang Shihao's eyes, but his attitude remained unchanged: "Fang Lan, let's talk."

"When I'm free, I'm as busy as fighting a war!" Fang Lan refused, comforting Youyou, and let him continue to eat.

After eating, she wiped Youyou's mouth, changed shoes, brought water cups and lunch boxes, and also put on the small bow tie required in school, as well as the cans and bottles that you need to bring in the handcraft class today. There are always a lot of things, all All are trivial and need to be memorized.

After taking the things, Fang Lan opened the door, accompanied Youyou out, and then drove to the kindergarten.

Being busy has such benefits. It will make one person forget the pain, and it will also make one person forget the other.

When he arrived at the company, Fang Lan remembered that Zhuang Shihao said "Let's talk."

Her lips twitched slightly, what can I talk about?

Talking about divorce? As he expected before?

Talk about his complete disregard for his family outside? Like she always talked to him before?

It seems that I have already talked about it, and I'm tired of it.

After talking, Fang Lan started to hate himself like this.

She turned to the work on the table and simply let herself go to work.

Zhuang Shihao watched Fang Lan take Youyou away in the morning, and then there was no more news of Fang Lan.

He arrived at the company with a stomachache, but the assistant said that Fang Lan had already arrived at the company.

He pulled off his tie slightly, and his whole body was full of fire. He didn't know what caused it, or the anger that hadn't been dissipated in the past few days, it was burning concentratedly at this moment.

"President, do you want Mr. Fang to come over?" the assistant asked.

"No." Zhuang Shihao didn't want to pay attention to her, did he learn how to get angry with each other?

He really wanted to see how long she could last!

In the afternoon, Fang Lan had work matters to report and had to go to Zhuang Shihao.

Zhuang Shihao actually has nothing to let go, but he still said to the assistant: "Let her wait, just say I'm not free."

The assistant actually wanted to remind him that he was free at this stage. If he waited a little longer, he would be really out of time.

However, looking at Zhuang Shihao's displeased face, the assistant dared not say anything, but ran to decline Fang Lan.

The entire company knows that the marriage relationship between Zhuang Shihao and Fang Lan exists in name only, and it is obvious that Fang Lan has always lowered his status and made a small one.

Therefore, Fang Lan and Zhuang Shihao had no problem at all.

This assistant is a male, and Lan Fang is still sympathetic, and said, "Mr. Fang, it's better to go back first. I'll let you know when the president is free later."