They had said this a long time ago, but didn't he insist on leaving?
Why suddenly...
Wang Yue felt that she was going to get a big headache from her son. Why did he do this and that now? It was torture to death.
"So don't say harsh words to her anymore, otherwise..."
"Otherwise what?"
Wang Yue felt threatened by her son.
"Your son will feel sorry for you."
Fu Yanye's voice was very low.
"You brat, you're going to piss me off so much."
Wang Yue was angry when he heard this.
"Your son feels distressed, and you will feel distressed too, so, Mom, don't stop."
Fu Yanye gradually became serious and spoke to Wang Yue in a good voice.
"Don't I feel sorry for you? Look at how thin you have become recently."
Wang Yue burst into tears as she spoke.
"Mom, we are her closest people in the world, but I have already made her very wronged. You, dad and grandparents, just love her, okay?"
Fu Yanye was pleading, very serious and sincere.
Wang Yue looked at him. It was rare for him to say a few words to his son, but he still said it like this.
"It's not that I don't love her."
At that time, my son's body was just as big as the sky.
No mother can see her son being wronged and remain indifferent.
The divorce was brought up by Zhuo Jian. Her son wanted the divorce just to give Zhuo Jian a happy life, to give...
"You must have remembered it, otherwise you wouldn't have regretted it all of a sudden."
"..."
Fu Yanye said nothing and just smiled.
"You brat, you miss your mother so much."
But Wang Yue couldn't bear it any longer, cried softly, and hugged him.
Fu Yanye was tall and could only bend down to hold her.
"What are you two doing?"
Fu Yanqing went back to the living room with her mother after not seeing her brother for a long time, and came there with Cheng Tian in her arms. He saw the two of them hugging each other, one laughing and the other crying. This scene was a bit strange?
You know how strong and face-conscious Ms. Wang is.
How is it possible to cry?
"It's none of your business."
Wang Yue thought of Fu Yanqing's incident and said something uneasy again.
Fu Yanqing looked at her brother helplessly, and then whispered: "Brother, your daughter has been smiling at me all day. I will take her to play for a while when I leave."
"you try"
Fu Yanye directly threatened.
Fu Yanqing: "..."
She has been scared a lot since she was a child, but she is not afraid.
Ahem, it’s weird if you’re not afraid.
Naturally, she didn't dare to really take it away. It would be immoral to take someone else's child away, but she would be worried about it in the future.
The old man later went to the living room. Zhuo Jian was playing backgammon with him. Suddenly there were more people behind him. Zhuo Jian reflexively looked back and saw Wang Yue behind him, so he immediately stood up: "Mom."
"What's that for? I'm a tiger?"
"no."
Zhuo Jian lowered his head.
"Sit down, Jane, let's continue."
The old man is very serious.
Zhuo Jian sat back again, but it was difficult for him to concentrate.
A large family watched beside her.
After the game was over, someone beside her smiled and said, "Isn't it difficult to lose to grandpa?"
"..."
Zhuo Jian glanced at him and thought, can't you speak less?
"What's wrong? Did your wife lose to me or am I useless?"
The old man said.
Fu Yanye smiled and said nothing.
"She must have been distracted this time and didn't let me."
The old man said.
The old man was right, she was distracted.
After Fu Yanye sat down, she became a little distracted. Why was he always staring at her?
Like a second-generation ancestor, he sat next to her and looked at her with his body tilted.
After dinner in the evening, Fu Yanye carried her daughter back to the room, put her on the bed, helped her change her diaper, and then sent a WeChat message to Zhuo Jian: "Go back to the room."