Fu Yanye's face was full of stubbornness and dissatisfaction, and he picked her up from the chair, "If I couldn't get up, how would I know that your eyes were blue because you stayed up so much of the night for others?"
"..."
"When did you care so much about your own man?"
"Didn't you tell me that Sheng Xin asked me to do things for him? You promised him, why did you do it wrong for me?"
"Just be angry with me."
Fu Yanye picked her up again.
Zhuo Jian naturally put her hands around the back of his neck and stared directly at him.
Soon, he returned to the big bed.
In fact, he considered going to the guest room with her, but in the end he went back to his own room and slept comfortably in his own place.
There was also her scent on the bed, which he liked.
Fu Yanye got into the bed and hugged her tightly: "You can try walking away again."
"try what?"
"Fight bloody."
"..."
Zhuo Jian didn't move anymore because Boss Fu was also very honest.
He actually hugged her and fell asleep, but Zhuo Jian looked at the roof and fell asleep again after a long time.
——
The next morning, a moderate rain broke out outside.
Fu Yanye went out early because of something. When Zhuo Jian woke up, Cheng Tian was in her arms, and her heart felt as sweet as honey after seeing it.
"Good morning, baby, Mommy loves you."
Zhuo Jian approached her and whispered beside her.
Cheng Tian happily kicked her calves, babbling and not knowing what she was talking about.
Zhuo Jian thought that the little princess must have understood what she said before responding to her.
After breakfast, Zhuo Jian and Fu Yan went to work that night. Wang Yue and Fu Yanqing were at home with Cheng Tian. Wang Yue asked her daughter, "Have they reconciled?"
"Ah? I don't know that, but it looks like it."
Fu Yanqing touched her little niece's chin and said softly.
"Don't touch it, you'll drool."
Wang Yue took her paw away and reminded her.
"How can you be so squeamish? Didn't my brother often touch my chin when I was a child? I want to touch his daughter."
"you dare."
Wang Yue glared at her and hugged her precious granddaughter in another direction.
Fu Yanqing looked at it and couldn't help but exclaimed, "Mom, you are so partial."
"Needless to say, your child is not here. Even if you brought him, I would still be biased. This is a child named Fu. Where is your child?"
"..."
Fu Yanqing felt that this was not fair to her at all.
Wang Yue felt uncomfortable because her grandson was so old and he hadn't come back yet.
Fu Yanqing's cell phone rang, and when she saw it was Liang Yu, she sighed helplessly. Guan Jingyin then asked, "Mom, what's going on with Liang Yu?"
"What to do?"
"Just, she wants to occupy the magpie's nest."
Fu Yanqing reminded.
Wang Yue thought for a moment: "That's your sister-in-law's business."
"Zhuo Jian? I think Zhuo Jian is very good at Buddhism. I'm worried for her."
"Why are you so worried about her? If she can't take care of her own husband, no one can blame her. Your mother and I personally tore up the warblers around your father in the past."
"Hahaha, I know, I know."
Fu Yanqing still remembers that when she was a child, when she came home from school, a woman with a big belly came to her door and said that she was the father of her father. As a result, Wang Yue didn't say anything, and found someone to hold the pregnant woman up and said: "Let's go to the hospital now. If this child...
Fu Zhengzheng, I have raised him."
She still can't forget that domineering attitude.
Fu Yanqing suddenly became curious about what happened back then and asked: "Mom, if that woman was really pregnant with my father's child, would you really raise it?"