A great director who grew up happily

Chapter 369 Remarriage Plan

Seeing that Qiao Weidong was choked and speechless, Fang Yuan did not dare to continue to provoke him. He picked up the teapot on the table and said, "Why are you so excited? Come, have a glass of water to calm your nerves. By the way, tell me what you want from me."

But then he added, "But I've already told you in advance that I can't help you with Teacher Song. If you want to remarry, you'll have to figure it out on your own."

"I didn't count on you."

Qiao Weidong sat down angrily, picked up the teacup and took a sip. Then his expression changed drastically. He quickly bent down and spit the water into the trash can. He opened his mouth wide and took a few breaths, then scolded, "Fang Yuan, do you want to scald me to death?"

Fang Yuan did not tolerate Qiao Weidong's remarks that he complained about the uneven road after spraining his ankle.

He suppressed a laugh and replied, "What does it have to do with me? Didn't you see the waiter adding water just now? It's boiling water, how could it not be hot?"

Qiao Weidong angrily threw the teacup on the table, called the waiter over and ordered a few bottles of ice-cold beer to rinse his mouth, and then began to talk about his purpose of looking for Fang Yuan.

"Song Qian is annoyed when she sees me now. She's a little better when Yingzi is around. But when Yingzi isn't around, she doesn't even want to see me. Song Qian's birthday is coming up soon, and I gave her a bouquet of flowers and a gift today. But she threw my words into the trash in front of so many people. I tried to explain, but she wouldn't listen."

"Song Qian has been chasing me all the way from Nengcheng Education to Shuxiang Yayuan, but she never gave me a chance to speak. They say a husband and wife, once married, have a hundred days of love, and a hundred days of marriage is as deep as the sea. We've been married for over ten years, after all, and she can't even listen to a word I say."

After hearing this, Qiao Weidong felt very wronged and picked up a glass of beer and drank it all.

But after listening to it, Fang Yuan had no idea what the other party wanted to do with him, nor could he empathize with them. He could only wait until Qiao Weidong finished his performance before he found a chance to speak.

"You have no relationship with Teacher Song now, so why would you give her a gift? You're just sitting around doing nothing. The best gift you can give Teacher Song is to not show up in front of her."

"But I don't even appear in front of her, so how can I remarry her?" Qiao Weidong immediately said.

He picked up the bottle of wine and poured it for Fang Yuan, then went on to talk about his recent efforts.

"It's not like I haven't thought of a more subtle way to express it. I bought Yingzi a large Lego set and stuffed a bunch of handwritten letters in the box with Song Qian's name on the envelopes. So, no matter if Yingzi or Song Qian opened them, they would immediately know it was from me. But it's been a week, and there's been no news at all. I'm really worried."

Qiao Weidong thought his plan was perfect. He believed that his daughter would be eager to open such a big toy, and even if his daughter didn't open it, Song Qian would open it and check it.

But he never expected that Qiao Yingzi had been very busy recently, and was extremely troubled by seeing such a large Lego, and didn't want to touch the pile of things at all.

Song Qian was even worse. She got angry just by looking at the toys, let alone touching them. If Fang Duoduo wasn't too young to play with such small toys, she would have sent them to Fang Yuan's house long ago.

"Writing a letter? You're really good at it."

"That's ten letters in total. They started the year Song Qian and I were getting divorced. Every word is filled with my deep affection for her. I wrote them at home after returning from vacation. It took me a full two weeks, and they total about 70,000 to 80,000 words."

When Qiao Weidong talked about this, he subconsciously moved his wrist. He was writing all day and night during that period. Except for sleeping and eating, the rest of his time was spent on writing letters and polishing.

As a literary youth in college, he had read a lot of foreign books. He had won over Song Qian with love letters, so he thought it should be no problem now.

"Good boy, you are really persistent." Fang Yuan said admiringly.

"But she doesn't appreciate it." Qiao Weidong said depressedly, "That's why I asked you to come here. Your wife and Song Qian are best friends. Please help me find out what Song Qian thinks. What exactly does she want me to do in order to accept me again?"

Qiao Weidong felt that since Song Qian had been divorced from him for so many years and had not found anyone else, she must still have some feelings for him in her heart. As long as he seized the opportunity, remarrying her would not be difficult.

"Are you sure?" Fang Yuan looked at Qiao Weidong in disbelief. Although he was not clear about the specific relationship between the two, judging from the fact that they always quarreled every time they met, it didn't seem like they were in a relationship where remarriage was possible.

"Yeah, and by the way, please ask Song Qian out for her birthday. Of course, it has to be in your family's name. Song Qian's parents passed away early, and she doesn't have many friends. She will definitely go to your family's birthday party."

Qiao Weidong revealed all his plans. This was the purpose of his visit to Fang Yuan. Since Song Qian refused to meet him alone, he would gather more people and make it more lively, just like the last time they went out on vacation. Then Song Qian would naturally agree.

After hearing this, Fang Yuan immediately shook his head like a rattle.

"I'll pay for the birthday party, so your family doesn't have to spend any money."

"That's not what I meant." Fang Yuan said hurriedly, "You know Tong Wenjie is the head of our family. Especially since this matter involves Song Qian, I have no right to speak at all."

"We have been friends for so many years. Isn't it okay for you to do me a favor?" After saying this, Qiao Weidong passed the mutton in the hot pot to Fang Yuan, trying to force him with brotherhood.

"Can't you find Old Chen and ask him to help you?" Fang Yuan pushed Chen Ming out helplessly, trying to share the firepower.

"He's not as good as you. Su Ying makes the decisions about things at home, and my son makes the decisions about things outside the home."

Qiao Weidong was not complaining about Chen Ming, but he felt that Su Ying would never help him, and might even sell his affairs to Song Qian. Then, he would be in big trouble.

"Please help me, okay? I haven't asked you for help in all these years. Just think of it as doing this for Yingzi, so that the child can have a harmonious family."

Fang Yuan sighed deeply. He knew the principle of "one should be grateful for what one has received". Qiao Weidong had treated him to countless meals over the years, and today it was his turn to pay the bill.

"Okay, I'll find a chance to talk to Tong Wenjie."

"Don't look for an opportunity, do it as soon as possible, Song Qian's birthday is only a few days away."

"I'll tell you when I get back, okay." Fang Yuan dragged out his words and answered with extreme helplessness.

After receiving a satisfactory answer, Qiao Weidong was immediately ecstatic and waved to the waiter, "Two more plates of hand-cut lamb."

Finally there is good news. He will have a good meal tonight and then go to the sauna to get rid of the bad luck in his body.

But Fang Yuan was not so happy. He didn't even have an appetite. After sitting for a few minutes and eating a few bites in a hurry, he made an excuse to leave early.

He still didn't know how to talk to Tong Wenjie.