Zhuo Jian's clothes were open and her daughter's hand was in her arms.
Fu Yanye leaned over her face and sighed helplessly after looking at her.
Later, Zhuo Jian felt a kiss on the side of his face, and then, his scent left.
Fu Yanye turned off the lights, lay down behind his daughter and looked at her.
Who said today is a bad day?
Isn't this the end, will she go back to his bed?
Just like in the future, she can only be in his bed, and act coquettishly to him like before, crying in pain and begging him to do this and that.
——
It was around nine o'clock the next morning.
"Oh, just let them do the cooking. You were tired last night, right? Just sit back on the sofa and rest while you wait to eat."
"Mom, if I don't have to do that, I want to take the first step. There is an important meeting at 10:30 in Taiwan. It's not good to be late."
Zhuo Jian didn't know that Wang Yue would come and bring a chef with him, but she came at the right time.
"Ah? Is that so? Then you won't have breakfast?"
"Aren't you going to eat?"
Zhuo Jian told her carefully.
"That......"
"Let Wang Rui see you off."
I don't know when, he had already walked to the living room.
Zhuo Jian remembered that when she opened her eyes in the morning and saw him right in front of her, she quickly lowered her head, "Okay."
Fu Yanye was still wearing pajamas and pajamas, and sat on the sofa after watching her leave.
Wang Yue sat next to him, "Did you communicate last night?"
"Ms. Wang, do you know the banker in the south?"
Fu Yanye rubbed his eyebrows and asked in a slightly tired voice.
Wang Yue looked at him doubtfully and thought for a while before asking: "Zhuang Zhimin?"
"Well, his son is chasing your daughter-in-law."
"What?"
Wang Yue felt a headache after hearing this.
"If you know me, can you help me?"
Fu Yanye turned to look at her and asked.
Wang Yue felt that it was rare for her son to ask her for something, but when she remembered what her friend said on the phone last night, she couldn't help but confirm with him first, "You and that guy named Cheng Nuo are really okay, right?"
"Um?"
"I heard that last night at Fanxing, Ajian asked you to fire that woman, but you didn't agree?"
"..."
After all, he was listened to.
Even though he has stopped telling the media about many things, it does not mean that those who see it will not turn their mouths.
But so what?
As long as it ends with them.
"It was really Zhuang Zhimin's son who sent A-Jian back to his old house last night?"
"Um."
Fu Yanye agreed, and the scene when she said how good Zhuang Mingli was was reappearing in his mind, and he choked up slightly.
Wang Yue sighed, but did not lose his temper.
After returning to the car with her granddaughter in her arms, she called Fu Zhengzheng, "My son asked me to talk to Zhuang Zhimin, what do you think?"
Fu Zhengzheng was playing golf. While talking to his wife on the phone, he said hello to his friend and walked aside, "Your son has met his opponent this time. I don't think we need to be in such a hurry to do anything for him."
Fu Zhengzheng was so calm that Wang Yue sighed helplessly and asked, "Then we just leave it alone?"
"Ajian will not do anything outrageous. I think we can all rest assured about this."
"You have more confidence in her than your son."
Wang Yue was dissatisfied with this.
"It's not like you don't know, my son, Tano. Let him see clearly that there is no one other than him who is worthy of A-Jian, or it may be a turning point in their relationship."
"Hey, I have thought of this, but I feel a little sorry for my son, silly."
"There are no stupid people in our family. Have you received Tiantian? Take her to the golf course. Today Zhong Ai has a batch of good goods and I will take you to see them."