Divorce: This is a Trivial Matter

Yang Wei felt that Professor Qi was urged to receive the certificate every day, and he was also a bit crazy.

She glanced at Liang Minghao and said strangely: "How come you have no money? Are you not the famous little vault prince of our class?"

Liang Minghao sighed: "My uncle has been in a bad mood recently. I have confiscated all my pocket money and left me nothing."

Yang Wei: "..."

She thought about it and asked, "What's wrong with your uncle?" Speaking, she seemed to haven't contacted Fang Chengran for a long time.

Liang Minghao said: "Probably depression."

"Melancholia?"

"Well, prenatal depression."

Yang Wei: "..."

What the hell!

Liang Minghao and Gu Lei told her personally and went to collect the certificate happily. After returning to the office, Yang Wei looked at the mobile phone on the table and thought about it, or decided to let Fang Chengran's prenatal depression recover from it.

Qi Xiaoyan's car stopped at the intersection next to the school gate. After Yang Wei got on the bus and saw him take a corner, he asked strangely, "How do I get here?"

Qi Xiaoyan glanced at her sideways and asked, "Don't you say it's good to go to the concert tonight? Don't you remember?"

Yang Wei frowned suspiciously, and Qi Xiaoyan handed her an envelope with two admission tickets for the concert.Yang Wei remembered this, and there was indeed this thing. This symphony orchestra has a certain reputation in the world. Qi Xiaoyan said that listening to more soothing and elegant music helps prenatal education, so I specially booked two tickets.

"Ah, I really forgot!" Yang Wei looked at her clothes subconsciously. The clothes she usually wears at work are more formal commuter clothes. Shouldn't it be too rude to attend the concert?

Qi Xiaoyan looked at her white shirt and lake blue chiffon coat and said, "There is nothing wrong with the clothes."

Yang Wei was relieved, and it would be embarrassing if the people at the door would not let her in.

Qi Xiaoyan looked at her for a while, then suddenly hooked her lips and asked, "Baby, have you heard a saying?"

"What a saying?"

"I was pregnant for three years."

Yang Wei: "..."

If it weren't for Qi Xiaoyan's driving now, she must pounce on him and tear him hard.

The concert started at seven in the evening. Qi Xiaoyan took Yang Wei to dinner in a Chinese restaurant that he thought was relatively clean before moving to the concert hall.

Many people came to the concert, and the concert hall was full of people. It seems that this orchestra does have a certain appeal.Yang Wei doesn't know much about classical music. Except for some well-known famous songs, most of the rest are the first time she heard them today.

However, she still has a good sense of music, at least from the beginning to the end, she is very devoted to listening. Unlike a person in the front row who has long been sleepy, he was awakened by the applause of the audience every time.

The one-and-a-half hour concert was neither long nor short, and the audience gave warm applause to the orchestra when they left.When he walked to the door, he met Fang Chengran who was about to leave.

Yang Wei paused subconsciously, looking at him unexpectedly: "Fang Chengran, are you coming to the concert too?"

Fang Chengran quickly recovered after he was stunned at first. He smiled at Yang Wei and said, "Otherwise did I come here to eat?"

"Uh..." Yang Wei also felt like asking a nonsense, Fang Chengran's eyes had fallen on Qi Xiaoyan.Qi Xiaoyan subconsciously clasped Yang Wei's hand and looked at him and said, "Come alone to the concert?"

Fang Chengran's mouth twitched a good-looking smile: "It seems that no single dogs are allowed in the door."

Yang Wei buried his head and chuckled, Fang Chengran withdrew his eyes and looked back to Yang Wei: "I heard Hao Hao say, are you pregnant?"

Suddenly asked about this question, Yang Wei was a little embarrassed and embarrassed, but still admitted: "Well."