I became popular after dressing as the boss's ex-wife

Chapter 22

Fu Jiujiu drove all the way to Xinjia Garden.

In the original world, he had already tried his best to properly handle the relationship with Chen Mengju once.

Even so, the relationship between them once fell to a freezing point.

Now, he didn't want to go down that road again, and he didn't want to waste time on them again.

In particular, she threatened him with Lin Jun.

Fu Jiujiu thought it was funny, he was the one who married Lin Jun, not their whole family married Lin Jun.

It's fine for them to reach out to him, so why can they confidently reach out to Lin Jun?

He was so tired of such an unreasonable relationship, he just wanted to cut through the mess quickly and return to the original life track as soon as possible.

It was five-year-old Fu Yan who came to open the door for him.

Seeing Fu Jiujiu, Fu Yan yelled happily, stepped forward and hugged his thigh.

Fu Jiujiu bent down, carried him into his arms and entered the room.

It's just that the moment he saw Lin Jun, his expression froze suddenly, and there was a faint hostility in his delicate eyebrows and eyes.

Lin Jun was drinking tea with his father, and when he saw Fu Jiujiu holding the child, he got up and took Fu Yan down, and extended his hand to shake his wrist intimately.

Fu Jiujiu looked up at him: "Why are you here?"

"I asked him to come." Fu Yuansheng said.

Chen Mengju seemed not to see Fu Jiujiu's cold face, and said with a smile on her face, "Xiao Jiu is here, sit down quickly."

The intimacy was as natural as if there had never been any unhappiness between them.

Fu Yuansheng also said: "Sit down, I have something to talk to you about."

"What's the matter?" Fu Jiujiu frowned, and smiled mockingly, "Are you asking for money?"

Lin Jun took a look at Fu Jiujiu, and pulled him to sit down first.

Fu Jiujiu sat down and moved away, keeping a little distance from him.

Lin Jun didn't speak.

He could feel that Fu Jiujiu was suppressing great emotions, and his body seemed to be covered with invisible spikes, full of aggression.

The attitude towards his stepmother and his father is completely different from before.

"No," Fu Yuansheng said, "It's about your divorce."

Hearing this, Lin Jun's thick long eyelashes trembled suddenly, and he looked sideways at Fu Jiujiu with some inquiry in his eyes.

But Fu Jiujiu's expression was very calm, almost indifferent, and he didn't show any guilt or guilt at all.

Lin Jun looked away and said to Fu Yuansheng: "Dad, it's nothing, how could we get a divorce?"

Fu Jiujiu interrupted him: "Why don't we get divorced?"

The corners of Lin Jun's lips pursed, and after a while he replied in a deep voice to Fu Jiujiu: "No."

Chen Mengju had the bottom line in her heart, it was probably the same as countless times in the past, it was Fu Jiujiu who was throwing a tantrum again.

She cut a watermelon and brought it up, gave Fu Yan a piece, and asked him to play beside him.

Fu Yanyou was reluctant to put down Fu Jiujiu's clothes, Fu Jiujiu bent down and coaxed him away.

Then he asked, "Where is Pengpeng?"

"I went to that milk tea shop again." Chen Mengju tilted her face: "Why else should I insist on opening a coffee shop for him?"

"Is the milk tea shop bad?" Fu Jiujiu asked.

"Look at this child." Chen Mengju said: "Pengpeng is your younger brother. You are so well married, but he lives in a milk tea shop that is less than ten square meters away. Didn't you lose your face in the end?"

Lin Jun looked sideways at Fu Jiujiu, but didn't speak.

Fu Jiujiu loves face, and Chen Mengju can always pinch his weakness.

The reason why he rejected Chen Mengju this time was probably because he had no money.

In the past, he objected to Fu Jiujiu always throwing money at Chen Mengju, and he hated Chen Mengju's use of Fu Jiujiu as a humanoid cash machine.

But now, he doesn't want people to think that they are divorced and look down on Fu Jiujiu.

So he said in a deep voice: "200 million, right? I'll make a check later and send it over!"

Chen Mengju burst into laughter: "I'll just say..."

"What's none of your business?" Fu Jiujiu interrupted him: "This is my housework."

Fu Yuan shouted coldly: "Fu Jiujiu!"

Fu Jiujiu ignored his father, and looked at Lin Jun: "Did your money fall from the sky? It was easy to come by? People suck it?"

Fu Yuansheng's expression changed immediately.

He is not in good health, and his face has an unnatural bluish-white complexion, which is especially frightening at the moment.

He called again word by word: "Fu Jiujiu!"

Chen Mengju's complexion didn't get any better, it turned blue and white, and she was so suffocated that she couldn't speak.

Fu Yuansheng did not support Chen Mengju's reaching out to Fu Jiujiu, and had quarreled with Chen Mengju many times about this matter before.

This time he was sitting at home, after all, it was because of the child's divorce.

"Fu Jiujiu, you apologize to Xiaojun." Fu Yuan said coldly.

Fu Jiujiu looked at Lin Jun, and Lin Jun reached out to hold his hand.

He smiled slightly: "Dad, Xiao Jiu is just acting coquettishly, it's nothing, don't be angry."

"It's not being coquettish," Fu Jiujiu pulled out her hand, looked at him and said calmly, "Senior, a divorce is a divorce."

The expression on Lin Jun's face remained unchanged, but his eyes were darkened, looking at him darkly.

Fu Jiujiu took out his mobile phone and called up a photo: "The divorce agreement is all here, do you want to see it?"

No one went to see it.

Fu Jiujiu said again: "I have money, 1000 million, but mine, no one wants to touch it."

Then he pointed to Lin Jun: "He has a lot of money, but no one cares about his money."

"I want to open a shop for Pengpeng, no problem," Fu Jiujiu looked at Chen Mengju: "Have you saved a lot of money over the years? Take it and open it."

"No one wants your money," Fu Yuan's face turned purple in anger, "but you can't get a divorce."

"Why? Dad?" Fu Jiujiu turned his head to look at his father, even a little naively cruel: "You can get a divorce, why can't I?"

These words rolled over his head like thunder, and Fu Yuansheng was so speechless that he couldn't say a word.

He fixedly looked at Fu Jiujiu, as if he didn't know this child.

"You are my most respected father, is there any problem for me to learn from you?" Fu Jiujiu asked.

Didn't Chen Mengju bully him with Lin Jun?

Are they the only ones with weapons?

"Your mother and I divorced because of emotional problems. Unlike you, we divorced out of anger." Fu Yuan said with difficulty: "Besides, your aunt has treated you like her own for so many years. What are you doing today? What's crazy, you owe one or two, don't you, who should look at your face?"

"It's indeed a relationship problem," Fu Jiujiu smiled, "It's also a relationship problem that domestic flowers are not as fragrant as wild flowers."

The metal fork in Chen Mengju's hand fell to the ground, and she glanced at Fu Yuansheng in panic.

Fu Yuan was so angry that his hands were shaking: "Did you hear someone say something nonsense?"

Lin Jun's dark eyes swept across Fu Yuansheng and Chen Mengju quietly, and he knew it in his heart.

He quietly took Fu Jiujiu's hand, ignoring his struggle, and held it tightly in his palm.

Fu Jiujiu's hands were very cold, which was completely different from his domineering exterior.

"I heard what you said to her," Fu Jiujiu smiled, and glanced at Chen Mengju: "Didn't you mention it when you quarreled? Forgot?"

Fu Yuan suddenly froze.

Fu Jiujiu laughed again: "I'm not here to settle old scores, but don't take me for a fool, right?"

He looked at Chen Mengju again: "In the future, apart from my dad's medical expenses, there will also be necessary living expenses, and there will be no more money."

Chen Mengju looked at Lin Jun.

Lin Jun hugged Fu Jiujiu and stood up, his voice became low and indifferent: "I'll listen to him."

When the two came out of Fu's house, the night wind blew coldly on their faces.

Fu Jiujiu let out a long breath, lowered his head and walked forward slowly.

Different from Fengrui in Fu's house, at this moment he has put away his minions, and his thin white neck bends a line, making him look a little more fragile.

"Xiao Jiu?" Lin Jun called him.

Fu Jiujiu looked up at him, and the circles of his eyes turned a little red at some point.

Lin Jun's words were instantly pressed into the bottom of his heart by the redness, and he couldn't say a word.

He looked down at him with deep eyes.

After a while, he carefully brushed across his eyes with the pulp of his thumb, as if wiping away tears.

Fu Jiujiu turned his head hastily and took a deep breath.

"I don't know about your parents." Lin Jun looked at him with a very soft voice.

Fu Jiujiu nodded. Of course, it is even more impossible for Lin Jun to know things that Fu Jiujiu in this world doesn't know.

He looked down at his toes for a moment, and then said: "Don't take care of the Fu family's affairs for me anymore, it has nothing to do with you."

Lin Jun's heart suddenly became very heavy, and then slowly felt a very sour pain.

Not only because of Fu Jiujiu's estranged words, but also because of his strong support.

At this moment, he suddenly didn't want to think about anything.

I just want to hold him in my arms without any scruples, and give him all the warmth he needs.