"Yuan'er, where are you?"

With the help of Grandpa Fu, Yan Yan finally got in touch with Fu Yuan'er.

"I took my mother to a hospital abroad," Fu Yuan'er said. "The doctor said that my mother will wake up in the next two days."

"Is it really Cheng Zitong? Did he use drugs to control my aunt and prevent her from waking up?" Yan Yan asked urgently in a low voice.

"There is no evidence." Fu Yuan'er replied.

Yan Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

Without evidence, we cannot say that Cheng Zitong had such evil intentions.

But I don’t know if Fu Yuan’er thinks so too.

Yan Yan didn't dare to ask any more questions for fear of making her even more unhappy.

"When do you plan to come back?" Yan Yan changed the subject.

"It will be better when mom wakes up."

Yan Yan sighed softly, "I didn't expect that you would actually reach the stage of divorce."

"Yan Yan...Actually, Cheng Zitong and I have agreed a long time ago that we will divorce in three months..."

However, later she deviated from the track, but forgot that she had actually been walking on the track.

No matter what happens, she is alone there, feeling passionate!

"Don't worry about me. I won't come back." She understood what Yan Yan was worried about. "City A does not belong to the Cheng family, nor does it belong to Cheng Zitong. I still have to come back to do whatever I should do."

Her career and hobbies are both in city A.

Yan Yan put down the phone and took a deep breath.

"Girl, how is Yuan'er feeling?" Grandpa Fu came over and asked with concern.

Yan Yan forced a smile: "Grandpa Fu, don't worry, Yuan'er is fine," she said, "And auntie is in good condition too. They will be back soon."

Grandpa Fu sighed softly: "Yuan'er wanted to help Cheng Zitong. She originally had good intentions, but now she has come back in a roundabout way and only taught Cheng Yiming a lesson, but ended up breaking up the two of them."

"If I had known this, I shouldn't have agreed to Yuan'er doing this in the first place." Grandpa Fu felt regretful.

Yan Yan doesn't think so, "Sometimes when you have a sore, you should squeeze out the pus inside and the sore will heal."

She doesn't think divorce is the end of Fu Yuan'er and Cheng Zitong.

Anyone who truly understands Cheng Zitong's feelings for Fu Yuan'er will not feel this way.

**

How much can change in two months.

Can't change too much.

But it won't be without change.

For example, Yan Yan's role as the female lead is finally about to be completed.

For example, Yin Jinxi's belly is already as big as a watermelon, and a beautiful baby will be born soon.

For example, Ziyin has a big belly.

Fu Yuan'er sat in the taxi and watched Zi Yin walk out of a maternal and child store with a big belly.

She just flew back today, and she didn't expect to see Zi Yin by such a coincidence.

She remembered that she saw Ziyin two months ago, and Ziyin's pregnant belly was not very visible yet. It was only two months... She suddenly remembered that she had forgotten that Ziyin was pregnant with twins.

At this time, a familiar tall figure walked out of the maternity and baby store, holding two large shopping bags in his hands.

Needless to say, the shopping bag contained children's items.

He walked to Ziyin and walked forward with Ziyin, like a family of three...

What does it look like, people just...

Two months have passed, and Fu Yuan'er only understands one truth: heartache can be ignored, but it will not disappear.

Friends always ask her why she agreed to divorce so easily.

She thought this question was ridiculous. He could propose a divorce so easily. Why should she hesitate to agree?

Even if you are not loved, do you still have to lose your dignity?

At this time the green light came on and the taxi drove forward.

Their figures are getting further and further away.

When the car turned a corner, she couldn't help but turn her head and her eyes stayed on his figure, unable to turn away until her vision blurred.

Dignity is one thing, not being loved is one thing, but still loving is another thing.

Fu Yuan'er returned to Fu's house and saw a large truck parked in the garden, and the housekeeper was leading people to move large pieces of antique porcelain out.

"Butler, what's going on?" Fu Yuan'er asked in confusion.

"Miss Yuan'er is back," the housekeeper replied with a smile. "The master was happy when he heard that his wife was awake, so he ordered a batch of new porcelain to be shipped out. This is to transport the old ones out."

Fu Yuan'er smiled, "Grandpa is quite fond of tossing."

Her mother woke up last month. She originally wanted to stay with her mother for a while, but her mother insisted on letting her come back to work.

"Mom said there was nothing wrong with her. There were people taking care of her everywhere in the nursing home and she didn't need me at all." Fu Yuan'er met her grandfather.

Grandpa Fu smiled slightly: "For your mother to say such things, it means that she has really recovered."

After a moment, Grandpa Fu's expression changed and he asked, "Did she tell you what happened on the day of the car accident?"

Fu Yuan'er shook her head: "Mom said nothing happened, she just didn't pay attention for a moment."

Fu Yuan'er also felt strange and surprised at first, but her mother criticized her in turn, wondering why there were so many conspiracies and tricks, and was she tired of living?

She slowly accepted the fact that she had thought too much.

However, she hasn't told her mother about her divorce with Cheng Zitong yet, so she should let her stay in a nursing home for a while first.

"In that case, let's put this matter to an end," Grandpa Fu nodded slightly, "What are your plans when you come back this time?"

"I plan to give back to the society and work."

"You don't care about the company's affairs?" Grandpa Fu asked.

Fu Yuan'er smiled self-deprecatingly, "Grandpa, you are just making fun of me."

Through the previous "driving ducks to the shelves", she deeply and clearly realized that she was not the material for business at all, and it was best to work in her old profession.

Grandpa Fu patted her shoulder lovingly, "As long as you are happy."

"You just came back, so you can live at home and have someone to take care of you." Grandpa said again.

Fu Yuan'er nodded. She understood that she would live here until her mother came back, and then she could live in the place legitimately.

My mother has lived here all her life and has feelings for this house.

After eating, she went back to her room and tidied up briefly, then turned on her computer and looked through the newspaper's topic selections for this month.

She had started contacting her about returning to work in the agency half a month ago, so she just had to get started now that she was back.

I saw a call from the editor-in-chief of the newspaper, asking her to go out for a job interview.

Fu Yuan'er was inevitably a little nervous, "Editor-in-Chief, is there any change... that won't allow me to report back to the company?"

The editor-in-chief laughed and said, "Unless the newspaper is gone, how can we not want talents like you! I want to talk to you just to help you better carry out the next step of your work."

Fu Yuan'er breathed a sigh of relief.

To be honest, she had been fishing for several months and was really worried that she would not be able to keep up with the pace of the newspaper.

She made an appointment with the editor-in-chief to meet at a coffee shop.

After walking in, she discovered that she had been to this cafe before.

At that time, I was acting with Cheng Zi, and we agreed to wait in a coffee shop when we wanted to meet. Thinking back on it, I was really stupid at that time.

In Cheng Zitong's eyes, she is also a fool.

"Why, does the environment here make you uncomfortable?" The editor noticed her absence, "Should we move to another place?"

The new editor-in-chief paid special attention to the chief reporters in the newspaper, and even noticed the subtle emotions.

Fu Yuan'er quickly shook her head: "I have no problem, let's start chatting."

The editor-in-chief's idea coincides with Fu Yuan'er's. The content of the social section should still be down-to-earth and dig more into the things happening around ordinary people, but it should also be topical and representative.

Fu Yuan'er showed several topics she had drawn up to the editor-in-chief, who nodded repeatedly after reading them.

"I think it's very good. You will do this one first this month." The editor-in-chief chose one from them.

If a woman gets divorced at the age of forty, what else can a woman do?

Fu Yuan'er became more and more appreciative of this editor-in-chief, who was courteous but firm in his goals.

The previous compliments were just polite, but the choice now made real demands on Fu Yuan'er.
To be continued...