"Ah, it hurts so much."

Zhuo Jian suddenly pressed on one side of his lower abdomen, and his sad little face twisted and muttered.

"What’s wrong with you?"

Fu Yanye suddenly came to her eyes, held up her sad little face and nervously examined the expression on her face.

“…”

Under the silver light, Zhuo Jian looked at the person holding his face with his head raised, his frown brows slightly loosened, but soon frowned again.

For a few seconds, she regretted this action.

“Where does it hurt?”

Fu Yanye looked at her worriedly and continued to ask.

"The doctor said I can't be emotional, otherwise I'll have spasms, just now."

She murmured weakly, and her eyes gradually looked elsewhere as she said this.

"Craspy? Is it better now?"

Fu Yanye glanced at the place she was pressing, and did not dare to take it lightly.

"Um."

Zhuo Jian lowered his head.

Fu Yanye slowly put down his hand holding her face and sat down next to her.

Zhuo Jian looked at him in a blink of an eye.

He lowered his head, as if he was relieved.

Just now, he was really frightened?

"Did you lie to me just now?"

Soon, he calmed down and asked at her in a blink of an eye.

"No."

Zhuo Jianyuti said it in two seconds.

Fu Yanye looked at her with dark eyes, his eyes were still sharp, Zhuo Jian was quickly opened his eyes when he was seen, but he quickly said, "Don't make me angry again in the future."

She muttered, her voice was not high.

But Fu Yanye looked at her and smiled helplessly for a long time, "How dare I?"

Zhuo Jian was so excited by the three words that he looked at him again.

Fu Yanye looked at her: "I just miss you now."

“…”

Zhuo Jian found it incredible.

Will he think of her happy?

Fu Yanye lowered his eyes again, "I know I suspect you made you unhappy, but in my consciousness, there is no such love."

“What is it?”

Zhuo Jian was confused.

"For a man, I would rather die than have sex with other opposite sex."

Fu Yanye looked at her.

His eyes were cold and confident.

Zhuo Jian suddenly remembered that he came when he was a child.

In fact, he is like this and he loves to be suspicious.

Zhuo Jian suddenly choked up for some reason.

“It’s not just because of love.”

She murmured.

"Um?"

Fu Yanye looked at her, and she looked at the ring in her hand.

"I am a married woman. I should keep my husband clean, but I am even more a human being, a woman with perceptions, right and wrong, and can't do anything."

Zhuo Jian lowered his head and finished speaking calmly.

Fu Yanye has been talking about for a long time, but he doesn't know what he is talking about.

"What's more, their real purpose is not to let me have sex with Sheng Xin."

"What is that?"

Fu Yanye was confused.

"For today."

“…”

"Lin Ruxiang has planned everything. Even if you were not kidnapped by her at the beginning, she will use the ambiguous photos of me and Sheng Xin to break up us."

Zhuo Jian looked at him. When she said this, her voice was gentle, but her eyes were extremely confident.

"She knew you were very concerned about the past between me and Sheng Xin, and with that incident, you would probably sentence me to no end."

Zhuo Jian finally lowered his head after finishing his speech.

She was a complete failure in this relationship.

He never believed her well.

So many misunderstandings, so many explanations.

When can they trust each other without so much talk?

Zhuo Jian lowered his head, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became. Tears flowed out inexplicably. She raised her hand and wiped it away without any concealment or hesitation.

Fu Yanye looked at her, and for a long time, he wanted to lift his hands up to wipe her tears, but in the end, he did nothing.

She seemed to have suffered a lot in their marriage.

But now, they were so close together, he still didn't know how to comfort her.

Soon after, she took a deep breath, with a slightly hoarse voice: "Let's rest."

"Um."

Fu Yanye agreed.

Zhuo Jian sniffed, got up, and left.

Fu Yanye was still sitting there, and he knew that he didn't look like a husband now.

Not only did he fail to take good care of her, but he also made her sad.

But the feeling of being both familiar and unfamiliar, and the current situation between the two made him dare not do anything randomly.

Zhuo Jian went upstairs and went to the bathroom.

In front of the mirror, she looked at herself with red eyes, and suddenly she felt no longer so nervous.

As soon as I said something, I felt much more relaxed.

——

The night passed quickly. In the morning, Fu Yanye asked Chengcheng to dress by himself. After washing up, he went downstairs to the kitchen.

The aunt was about to prepare breakfast. She watched him come in with her sleeves rolled up and greeted him politely: "Young Master, are you going to take over my kitchen again?"

"Yes."

Fu Yanye's goal is very clear.

Although the aunt was reluctant to leave, she still freed up the place for him to clean other places.

The three of them had dinner in the morning, and they went to take Chengcheng to school together, and then Fu Yanye drove her to work.

Today he didn't suddenly hold her back, just reminding him: "Remember the phone if you have something to do."

“Will it be on call?”

Zhuo Jian looked at him curiously and asked.

"ensure."

Fu Yanye confirmed.

Zhuo Jian nodded, "Okay."

She got out of the car and walked in with her colleagues.
To be continued...