After leaving the hospital, Wang Siyu suddenly received a call from Zhao Fan, saying that there was something important to tell him. There was an indescribable heaviness in Zhao Fan's tone, which made Wang Siyu feel a hint of coldness, and he knew that it was not good news. When he was about to ask, Zhao Fan had already hung up the phone.

Wang Siyu went to the teahouse first to sit down and asked for a pot of Biluochun. The waiter smiled and went forward to bathe in the cup of wine. He used a teaspoon to skillfully push the Biluochun, which was covered with silver and white hidden green in the tea lotus, to the glass that had been washed with water. In an instant, the silver light in the cup was shining and the snowflakes were flying, which was dazzling.

Tea ceremony emphasizes the scent of peace and tranquility, one tastes the fragrance of tea, two tastes the meaning of spring, and three tastes the bitterness of life, but Wang Siyu now lacks that calm mood. He lit a cigarette and fell into deep thought in the extinction of the fire. What exactly is it? Did he quarrel with Zhang Qianying? Last time the incident turned like that, it was normal for the two to have some disputes, or did he know what?

After a while, Zhao Fan, who was wearing a suit and tie, pushed the door from outside and waved to him. Wang Siyu waved to him. Zhao Fan walked straight over, sat down, and said with a wry smile: "You can choose a place. I met your sister-in-law in this tea art restaurant back then."

Wang Siyu smiled. Seeing Zhao Fan's dejected look, he knew that he was in a bad mood. He looked at him for a long time and touched the teacup in his hand and asked softly: "Is the family okay?"

Zhao Fan habitually unbuttoned the two buttons on the collar of his shirt, picked up the teacup and sipped it gently, closed his eyes and smashed his mouth, and said in a low voice: "Life is like tea, you know the joys and sorrows..."

Wang Siyu also picked up the teacup, took a sip, and frowned and said, "That day, you saw you accompanying Huang Yali to the mall, don't bother you anymore. You are playing with fire. Be careful that your sister-in-law knows to deal with you."

"It's too late...it's too late...it's all too late...we're already divorced, and the procedures have just been completed today!" Zhao Fan raised his hands with pain and covered his face, rubbed it up and down a few times. "She already knows the matter between Huang Yali and me. She gave me a last chance. Unexpectedly, those guys would come to the door at this moment. It's really a bit of a frost. In addition,... she was determined to break up with me...I live in Huang Yali now, and Xiaoying doesn't want others to know about this matter. It's a storm in the city, so she wants me to keep it secret."

Wang Siyu was stunned on the spot after hearing this. He didn't expect that things would come so suddenly. They divorced like this. For a moment, they opened their mouths wide and wanted to comfort Zhao Fan, but they didn't know what to say. Their mind was full of Zhang Qianying's figures, shaking around in front of them.

Zhao Fan looked at him with a complicated expression, and then said sadly: "After their trouble, I can't stay in the newspaper office anymore. I have already resigned. Huang Yali wants me to go to the south with her. I also want to leave Qingzhou and make more money while I am young. Life is not what I want now. You have to take care of Xiaoying more in the future. She is a good woman. I am sorry for her and hurt her heart again and again."

"When will you go?" Wang Siyu asked softly.

"Let go in two days." Zhao Fan drank another cup of tea and whistled at the waitress at the door. The girl smiled timidly with her lips pursed.

Wang Siyu couldn't help but shake his head and smiled bitterly. Zhao Fan was really not at peace wherever he went. After thinking about it, he gently placed the cup on the table and nodded and said, "It's good to go out while you are young, but you should pay attention to choosing a good project. Now, unlike before, business is still difficult to do."

Zhao Fan touched the teacup and was stunned for a while, and then returned to the unrestrained look just now. After a while, he said softly: "Xiaoyu, you have to climb up quickly. If you really become a high-ranking official in the future, if Brother Zhao can't make a living outside one day and return home in a downturn, you must help me."

Wang Siyu laughed in a silence and said, "You can see how many years it takes to get so hard. Be careful not to wait for the white hair." After lowering his head and thinking for a while, he felt that he should say a few words to Zhao Fan. After thinking about it, he lit a cigarette, frowned and took a few mouthfuls, gently tapped the table with his fingers, and said softly: "Brother Zhao, wolves go thousands of miles to eat meat, dogs go thousands of miles to eat shit, you have enough brains, and you should not suffer any loss outside, but sometimes it is too soft and you have to be hard to avoid being bullied."

After hearing this, Zhao Fan was silent for a while, and took out a pack of hibiscus king from his pocket. He tore it apart and threw it to Wang Siyu. He lowered his head and sucked it a few times before nodding, "I have taken advantage of you many years. Brother, until I was going out this time, I realized that I really couldn't bear to part with you. That is, you really treat me as a friend. Hey, this is going to leave my hometown, and I feel so uncomfortable."

Zhao Fan held the cup and felt a little sad. Wang Siyu was also a little moved. No matter how bad his friend was, he was still a friend. Especially Wang Siyu had no friends at first, so Zhao Fan's parting was also a big touch for him. When talking about the topic of parting, he was naturally a little sad. He couldn't help but sigh softly and waved his hand and said, "What did he do in the past?"

Zhao Fan finished smoking a cigarette with his head in his mouth, pinched the cigarette's butt and pressed it hard in the ashtray. Then he fiddled with the cup, raised his head and stopped talking, and then said softly after a while: "Xiaoyu, the last time Xiaoying celebrated her birthday was Huang Yali."

Wang Siyu was startled and frowned and said, "How is that possible? Don't guess blindly about the shadowless thing."

Zhao Fan shook his head and said, "Huang Yali is too scheming. I hid in her bathroom twice and chatted with Chunni. She heard it. As a result, she secretly wrote down the phone number while I was not paying attention. After asking for the address, she found the place. She chatted with Chunni's father for half a morning. The newspaper and home address were all told by Huang Yali. She arranged the time for the door. Even the travel expenses for them were given by Huang Yali. Chunni's father got drunk last night and said it in person. Chunni called me quietly."

Wang Siyu took a deep breath after hearing this, thinking that he had known that this woman was not simple, but he didn't expect that she would do such a thing. If Zhang Qianying knew about it, she would not know how sad it would be.

"What are you going to do?" Wang Siyu asked with a frown and felt that this was a bit troublesome.

Zhao Fan leaned back, looked at the ceiling in a daze, and said weakly: "I don't know, Huang Yali, a woman, made me very conflicted. She had liked me since Xiaoying and I met her for four years. She said she was almost crazy and was thinking about me every day. That night. After you all left, she knelt in front of Xiaoying in front of me, begging her to give me to her, begging Xiaoying to give me to her, she hugged Xiaoying's legs and said that she would not be able to survive without me, hey..."

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Wang Siyu didn't know how he left the tea art hall, but felt a little heavy in his heart. He walked aimlessly on the street. I don't know how long he had walked, but he suddenly looked up and found that he had come to the door of Xiaobai Building of the Municipal Party Committee Propaganda Department. He simply walked over and went up the second floor. At the entrance of the publicity department, through the transparent large glass window, he found Zhang Qianying carrying her body on her back, sitting on the computer to write documents. Wang Siyu stood there quietly. Many people in the publicity department recognized him and smiled and greeted him. Zhang Qianying turned her head and was facing Wang Siyu's eyes. The two of them looked at each other through the glass window for two or three minutes before Zhang Qianying turned around and continued to write materials.

Seeing that only a few days apart, Zhang Qianying's face had diminished a little more. She had a hint of fatigue on her pretty face, and she became heavier. She subconsciously touched her right shoulder, and there was a hint of pain.

At this time, Hao Yunping, deputy director of the office and head of the publicity section, just came out of Minister Liu's office, holding a pile of documents in his hand, saw Wang Siyu from afar, and hurriedly greeted him and walked over quickly. Wang Siyu also took a few steps forward and called him, "Director Hao is so busy. He has been standing here for a long time but hasn't waited for you."

Hao Yunping was 34 or 5 years old and was gentle and elegant. He used to teach at Qingzhou No. 5 Middle School. Later, because he often published articles in the daily newspaper, he was attracted by others and transferred to work in the district party committee's propaganda department. After Wang Peisheng stepped down, several of his subordinates were also implicated and transferred from his post. Minister Liu transferred him to entrust him with important tasks.

Hao Yunping raised his hand and pushed his glasses, shook his hands enthusiastically and said, "Hey, this is a treasurer. Section Chief Wang, why did you remember to come to our Propaganda Department to guide the work today?"

Wang Siyu smiled and joked: "Director Hao is not welcome, so I won't come next time."

"Haha, Section Chief Wang was joking." Hao Yunping said softly through the glass window, "Can't you come to see the beauty too? Since Xiao Zhang transferred here, the threshold of our publicity department has been almost stepped on. Unfortunately, the famous flower has long been the master, otherwise I could help you with a bridge."

"Director Hao is joking." After Wang Siyu said that, he followed him into the office. The two of them leaned against the table and chatted for a while. It was lunch time. Hao Yunping insisted on pulling Wang Siyu to the cafeteria. Wang Siyu smiled and refused. Hao Yunping glanced at Zhang Qianying. Seeing that she was not moving, he felt something was wrong. He hurriedly gave Wang Siyu a wink and called everyone out.

Seeing that everyone had left, Wang Siyu coughed and walked slowly over, standing behind Zhang Qianying. Watching her typing, Zhang Qianying still sat there with a focused expression, her fingers flying, and typing was very fast. Wang Siyu lowered his head, stretched out his arm and pointed to the screen, and said softly: "There is a typo here."

Zhang Qianying ignored it and still focused on the material beside her. Ten fingers as white as jade jumped flexibly on the keyboard, with beautiful and skillful movements, as if they were not typing, but dancing.

Wang Siyu put his hand on her shoulder and gently stroked her. Zhang Qianying's body trembled slightly, biting her lips without saying anything. She typed faster and faster, but there were more and more typos. Until the end, the words on the screen could no longer be connected to the sentences. She finally stopped, let out a sigh of relief, raised her hand and typed out a line of words, "Go away, go away quickly, don't bother me!!!!"

Wang Siyu patted her shoulder lightly, turned around and left, walked to the door, and looked back, but saw Zhang Qianying comparing the materials line by line, modifying the manuscript on the screen. Wang Siyu gently pushed the door out and walked down with big strides.

The footsteps slowly faded away, and Zhang Qianying slowly raised her head, picked up the teacup beside the computer desk, got up and walked out of the office, and went straight to the stairs, hid at the window, and opened the sabre in front of the window, but saw Wang Siyu suddenly stopped and looked upwards. Zhang Qianying hurriedly let go of the pull rope in panic. The silver-white sabre hanging down again, blocking the view outside. She turned around and leaned in the corner, reached out and pressed her hand on her left chest, and she was still jumping wildly.

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When Wang Siyu came home in the evening, he realized what Fang Jing said, "I'll look at you." The wall was covered with photos of her, and there were a lot of decorations hanging in the room. Even the roof of the bathroom was hung with a string of wind chimes. He felt that this little girl was actually quite delicate.

"Little girl, you have to study hard!" Wang Siyu hugged her shoulders and said softly to a photo of her.

He didn't know that Fang Jing, who was far away in Yuzhou, was lying in the quilt, holding a brand new laptop in his hand, opening a video file, and placing it gently on it. After a few minutes, Wang Siyu's living room appeared on the screen, and his every move was in sight.

"Brother Xiaoyu, be good, I will look at you." Fang Jing smiled, hesitated for a while before turning off the program, reluctantly closed the computer, started to flip through the book again, and took notes seriously on it.

At the door, Fang Ruhai and Chen Xueying tiptoed away, quietly returned to the bedroom, closed the door, and began to discuss softly.
Chapter completed!