After signing the divorce certificate, it’s bridge to bridge, road to road, everyone goes their separate ways.

The corners of his lips raised silently, and he asked: "Where are you going to go later?"

"Go home." Fang Ziqin answered quickly and subconsciously.

Zhou Zhan turned his head and whispered: "I'll ask Lao Li to take you back!"

After the divorce, he still thought about sending his ex-wife home. Anyone who didn't know the truth would think that he was an extremely affectionate man.

Rare in the world.

But she knew very well that Zhou Zhan was just pretending to be humane and sophisticated.

He was slandering in his heart, but Fang Ziqin didn't show it on his face, and his tone was gentle: "That's troublesome for Fourth Brother."

She didn't pretend to be polite and followed Zhou Zhan into the car.

The car drove to Fang's house in the east of the city. Neither of them took the initiative to speak. The car was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.

Fang Ziqin stared out the window and looked at the scenery, with no trace of sadness on his face.

On the surface, it seemed that Zhou Zhan was the one who initiated the divorce, but she seemed more like the one who was freed.

Half an hour later, the Maybach stopped at the Lijiang Landscape Building.

"Mr. Zhou, Miss Fang, are here."

"Lao Li, I'm sorry to trouble you."

Old Li laughed continuously and said, "Miss Fang, you are too polite."

Fang Ziqin opened the door and got out of the car. She turned around and pushed the door open. Zhou Zhan turned his head and looked in her direction. That face that was lightly painted but also extremely delicate, no matter how many times he looked at it, still made him feel like he was seeing her for the first time.

The moment of excitement.

She has light peach blossom eyes, moderately thick red lips, and her natural cold white skin.

Regardless of her appearance or temperament, once you have seen her, you will never forget her.

Zhou Zhan's direct gaze made Fang Ziqin feel unnatural.

"Fourth brother..." She called him, with a soft smile on her lips: "In this Beijing-Hong Kong city, I hope you can take care of me in the future."

Fang Ziqin has a clear mind.

She and Zhou Zhan were divorced, not enemies.

Moreover, in the business field, two companies will meet more or less, and there is no need to make them never meet again.

In the city of Beijing and Hong Kong, with the care of the Zhou family, more than ten years of hard work would be saved?

Hearing the sound, Zhou Zhan looked away and said in a calm voice: "The Chen family is not bad either. Why don't you look for him to take care of you?"

"That's different. How can the Chen family be compared with the Zhou family?"

In the past, whenever Chen Shaochen was mentioned, Fang Ziqin felt as if he had been stabbed in the eye.

In front of her, she looked like she didn't feel any pain or itching, and didn't care about herself at all.

Facing her deceitful face, Zhou Zhan said softly: "Don't call me Fourth Brother anymore to avoid misunderstanding."

The person he was talking about was not someone else, he was probably Chen Shaochen.

Fang Ziqin naturally knew it well. If he didn't reveal it, she wouldn't expose it either.

"Okay, Mr. Zhou."

Zhou Zhan didn't look at her: "Lao Li, drive back."

The moment he closed the door, he didn't notice the increasingly clear gloom under the woman's outstanding eyebrows.

After the Maybach went away and merged into the night traffic, Fang Ziqin turned around and went upstairs.

As soon as I walked to the door, a man's heavy roar came from inside the room.

"Whoever dares to look for her should not enter this house."

At this time, the lights in the living room were bright, and Fang Yan looked furious, holding a whip in his hand.

At his feet was a chair overturned on the ground, and Song Yurong curled up like a cat.

On the other side, Fang Junsheng covered his head with his hands and sat on his knees on the floor.

There were whip marks on his hands and face, it looked like he had been beaten.

"What kind of man is he who only beats his son and yells at his wife?"

Fang Ziqin stepped forward, and as she spoke, she bent down and helped up the chair that had fallen apart.

Over the years, the relationship between father and daughter has been tense.

It's not so much tension as it is mutual inability to deal with each other.
Chapter completed!