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

Chapter 306

Shi Yang opened the yellowed paternity test report.

When Da Hong's "Confirm No Blood Relationship" several big red English characters fell into his eyes, Shi Yang was a little stunned, and a little faint loss surged in his heart, mixed with a sigh of relief.

Very contradictory.

But it was also expected.

In fact, when Fu Jingchuan handed her the report two years ago, his expression and reaction already explained the answer.

So that time she didn't open it.

Later, when she went to school, seeing the Shen family surrounding Shangguan Lin with tears in her eyes, Shiyang knew that she was right not to read the report, because it was meaningless.

Now I will open it, and it is just another confirmation in black and white.

Shi Yang didn't know why Fu Jingchuan still kept this thing and didn't throw it away, but in the end it was something she looked through without permission, and she felt a bit of moral guilt.

She folded the paper back and put it back in place, then carefully pushed the drawer up, pulled open the door, removed a low pillow, and lay back on the bed.

But this time Shi Yang did not fall asleep.

I can't say what I feel, I just feel a little empty in my heart.

A sense of emptiness with no place and no return.

In fact, since having Hitomi, the busy study and life, as well as the responsibility and pressure brought by raising Hitomi, has made her have no time to think about her biological parents, family, and all her time and energy have been divided into study, work and care for Hitomi, and there is no time to think about herself at all.

She also hadn't thought about who she was or where she came from for a long time, and pupils became the whole of her life.

But Xu saw this parent-child report again, and now he couldn't sleep, and he was a little idle and panicked, so he gave birth to this feeling of drift that he hadn't had for a long time.

Shiyang has always been a person who does not allow himself to indulge in negative emotions.

When she realized that she was starting to spend time on this, she sat up and didn't force herself to sleep, to think.

She tucked the pillow back into the closet.

Fu Jingchuan's living habits are still the same as before, the wardrobe is clearly divided, not only the things are cleaned up neatly, but even the corners and corners are pulled neatly, and stacked together has a sense of beauty that cures obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Shi Yang was not as meticulous as he was when he lived with him before.

She is relatively casual, she is clean and tidy, and she does not pay much attention to the neatness of the battle.

But now that they don't live together, Shi Yang still follows Fu Jingchuan's habit, squats down and neatly folds the pillow before closing the cabinet door, and then pulls open the door and walks out.

Fu Jingchuan was carrying the freshly boiled soup on the table.

He was still wearing the white shirt that had just gone to pick her up, his sleeves had been rolled up, revealing a small half wheat-colored strong arm, half pyrotechnics, half mall elite, but the two unrelated temperaments merged and blended on him, but unexpectedly harmonious and hooked.

Shi Yang couldn't help but glance at Fu Jingchuan.

He heard the door open and looked over at her.

"How did you get up so quickly?" He asked, putting down the soup pot in his hand.

"I didn't sleep much, so I thought it was better to get up and walk around than to lie in bed." Shi Yang said softly, walking towards him, "Need my help?"

"No, just sit down and eat." Fu Jingchuan said, "Just cooked." The

man had turned and entered the kitchen and took out two sets of chopsticks from the cupboard.

Shi Yang saw that the food had been served, so he did not step forward and sat down quietly at the table.

Fu Jingchuan brought out the bowl of chopsticks, filled her with a bowl of soup, handed it to her, and said to her:

"Your forehead is still injured now, the doctor recommends that you mainly recuperate, and you should lie down for a while."

Shi Yang nodded gently: "Yes."

Fu Jingchuan: "I have a cross-border video conference after dinner in a while, it takes about an hour, can you be alone?"

Shi Yang quickly nodded: "Yes, you don't have to worry about me."

Fu Jingchuan nodded: "Good." "

Dinner ended in a relatively harmonious atmosphere.

When he finished eating, Shi Yang subconsciously went to help clean up the dishes and chopsticks, "I'll come." When a faint voice fell, Fu Jingchuan had already taken the bowl and chopsticks in her hand, "You go to rest first."

Shi Yang nodded and did not argue with him.

She wanted to go to the sofa to sit, but as soon as she saw the dark sofa, the madness and loss of control that night and Fu Jingchuan's carelessness followed, and her steps couldn't help but stop slightly.

In the end, the sofa is not the same as the bed, which should be used to do that kind of thing, especially if the restrained board is calm as she and Fu Jingchuan, such a loss of control is a very incredible thing when the mind is awake.

Shi Yang is not very calm.

As soon as Fu Jingchuan looked up, he saw the sluggishness of her steps and the faint embarrassment on her face.

He coughed lightly: "I asked someone to maintain and clean the sofa." "

Oh."

Shi Yang felt that her response was also dry with embarrassment, which was not a question of Qing not cleaning at all.

"I'll go back to my room." Shi Yang said softly.

Fu Jingchuan's master bedroom is very large, and there is another set of sofas in the room.

"Hmm." Fu Jingchuan nodded and took the mobile phone, "I'll ask someone to bring you a set of clothes."

"No thanks."

Shi Yang subconsciously looked at him, "I still want to go back to my place tonight, and I have to work tomorrow, and my things are at home."

Fu Jingchuan glanced at her, and then nodded: "I'll send you back after the meeting."

Shi Yang nodded lightly: "Good."

"You go and rest first."

Fu Jingchuan said, looking at his watch by the way, obviously starting to get busy.

Shi Yang nodded and didn't bother him.

She entered Fu Jingchuan's bedroom, Fu Jingchuan entered the study, and each closed the door.

It's a bit similar to their previous married life, but it's not quite the same.

Now Fu Jingchuan is more warm, and he can't say it.