Zhuo Jian knew that he was unhappy, so he got up early to prepare breakfast.

Fu Yanye saw her in the kitchen after getting up and was surprised, "What are you doing here?"

"Don't you like to eat the breakfast I cooked?"

Zhuo Jian told him while holding a love breakfast.

Only then did Fu Yanye glance at the food on the plate in her hand, and suddenly remembered the first time he ate the sandwich she made.

But he loves to eat the breakfast she cooked, and even more...

never mind.

Fu Yanye told herself this, and then took her plate.

Regardless of the children running over, they just stood there and started eating.

He ate elegantly and enjoyed it, but the children were eager to eat it.

"Mommy, why do you only prepare breakfast for Dad?"

Chengbao said.

"I'll prepare it for you right away. Have you all washed your hands?"

Zhuo Jian asked and was about to go to work.

Fu Yanye immediately said: "Auntie will come over to take care of your breakfast later."

Zhuo Jian looked at him doubtfully, "I'll just do it."

Breakfast could be simpler, and it would be easy for their family of five.

Fu Yanye finished the food in his mouth and then said: "That's it."

If he was willing to let her cook, he wouldn't learn cooking skills by himself.

Zhuo Jian thought he was strange, so she just said: "It's just breakfast, I'm happy to cook it for you."

Fu Yanye had no choice but to look at his son again.

How could the three little guys care about him?

They all like to eat breakfast made by mommy, no matter how simple it is.

Especially Chengcheng. He often ate alone with his mother before, and his sudden sense of superiority made him no longer afraid of his father.

Fu Yanye shook his head helplessly. After finishing his sandwich, he immediately rolled up his sleeves and went to Zhuo Jian to help.

Zhuo Jian watched him take action and whispered: "If you don't want to help, don't force it."

"It's my honor to be able to help Madam."

Fu Yanye's faint voice.

Zhuo Jian couldn't help but laugh and continued to fry the ham.

Fu Yanye's mood improved inexplicably when he saw her smiling.

What does it feel like?

We can see that we can’t eat, but we are already living together.

Early days of love?

Fu Yanye thought of the four words "early love", and his eyes suddenly relaxed a lot. Looking at her again...

It's true that they didn't fall in love well, not this time.

After dinner, he sent Zhuo Jian to work. When he arrived at the door of her unit, he held her hand and said, "Just leaving like this?"

"Um?"

Zhuo Jian looked back at him, and then quickly understood from his expression, leaning forward to kiss the side of his face.

Fu Yanye's lips moved, but he didn't kiss her forcefully, nor did he dislike her kissing.

After Zhuo Jian got out of the car, he suddenly smiled.

Well, maybe this is what it feels like to be in love.

Forbearance, restraint, and a hint of sweetness.

After Zhuo Jian went to work, Jian Qian went to find her and brought her snacks.

Zhuo Jian looked at her, "Tell me how you feel about Feng Ying?"

Jian Qian sat in the guest seat, thought about it, and said, "It's very dangerous, yes, extremely dangerous."

Zhuo Jian smiled and said, "What about other than that?"

"The desire is very strong? Yes, the desire is very strong."

"How about comparing with Liu Yuntian?"

"One is a man and the other is a boy. How can we compare them?"

Jian Qian leaned back in her chair and looked at the roof. She felt that these two people were in different worlds and could not be compared.

"Feng Ying said he was the child of a woman from outside, not the son of the main wife of the Feng family."

"He told you this?"

Zhuo Jian was a little curious.

"That's all."

Jian Qian said, lying on the table.

Zhuo Jian stood by the window and looked outside, suddenly smiling.

Jian Qian was confused, "What's wrong?"

"fine."
Chapter completed!