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Chapter 1772

Liang Yu proposed again.

Li Heng: "..."

"What? Is it difficult for Mr. Fu to encourage us grassroots employees?"

Liang Yu saw him laughing and asked him.

"I am in charge of this project, and Mr. Fu will not interfere. Besides, he just recently got a daughter. I'm afraid he wants to be by his daughter's side every night. How can he be willing to drink and dine with us grassroots employees?"

Li Heng heard about Liang Yu and Fu Yanye, but as a staff member, he knew what he should do.

"He likes his daughter very much?"

Liang Yu asked him again.

"Of course, but..."

"But what?"

"It should be Aiwujiwu."

"..."

Li Heng doesn't need to say anything else. Liang Yu naturally understands what Aiwujiwu means.

Li Heng stood up, "That night..."

"Let's get together. We won't come home until we get drunk tonight."

Liang Yu also stood up and left after speaking.

It was only a few minutes away from the top of the building, but she could only go back to the office.

She couldn't understand how a man could change so much.

Thinking about it...

It was only because of his amnesia.

But some people say that Mr. Fu has not lost his memory, otherwise why would he still be so ruthless in the business world?

But he doesn't recognize her anymore, so what can he say?

Li Heng sent a message to Fu Yanye, "Liang Yu wants to have a dinner together tonight, do you want to go?"

"Not going."

No excuses, just not going.

When Li Heng saw the two words "cold", he felt for the first time that simple strokes could make people feel like they were in an ice cellar.

Fu Yan went home directly from get off work at night.

Zhuo Jian was not at home.

In Ouyang Ping's apartment, Ouyang Ping handed her a document.

"Fu Yanye did not agree to the divorce and provided evidence that he was unwilling to divorce."

"Evidence? What?"

"That is, you are currently breastfeeding, and there is evidence that you have been in love."

"..."

"Hey, how should I put it? Although he has no memory here, the Internet has memory. When he made those guarantees and agreements for you, did you also say something to him for the rest of your life?"

"..."

Yes, she was often carried away by his sweet words.

Ouyang Ping pulled up a chair and sat next to her, facing her, looking at her seriously, "Honey, are you sure this marriage must be divorced?"

"yes."

Zhuo Jian's voice became weaker unconsciously.

Ouyang Ping looked at her and nodded: "Okay, although you are breastfeeding, as long as the woman files for divorce, we will continue to appeal in six months."

"Do you have to wait so long?"

"Yes, unless you provide evidence that he hurt you, what kind of domestic violence?"

"..."

"Let's talk about it first, what's on the bed doesn't count."

Ouyang Ping did not forget to remind her.

Zhuo Jian's face heated up, and he stood up to avoid her, feeling a little upset: "How long has it been since this happened and you are still making such a joke?"

"I'm not joking. In the next six months, we can collect information carefully. If your problems worsen during this period, then we will definitely get a divorce judgment on the second appeal."

Ouyang Ping turned to look at her and said.

"It's time to eat."

The man who had been cooking in the kitchen suddenly came out to remind them.

"Let's go, wash your hands and try your senior brother's cooking together."

Ouyang Ping took Zhuo Jian to the bathroom.

But just at that second, Zhuo Jian suddenly thought of Fu Yanye cooking at home.

Of course, she would never tell anyone about this.

Now, divorce is her top priority.

I just didn't expect divorce to be so troublesome.

Still waiting for the second appeal.

It was raining outside, so Ouyang Ping asked Li Yuqing to see Zhuo Jian off.
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