Soon, he walked up to her and said, "Wait for me?"
"no."
Zhuo Jian looked at him and answered without hesitation.
Fu Yanye looked at her coldly, and then continued to ask lightly: "Then what are you doing here?"
"Just finished the phone with my mom."
“…”
Fu Yanye didn't ask any more questions, just looked at her silently.
Zhuo Jian felt a little uncomfortable when he saw it, turned his head and looked inside, and whispered shortly afterwards: "You go in first, I have something to do."
"You're busier than me."
Fu Yanye let out a cold voice, raised his legs and walked in.
Zhuo Jian: "…"
She is not busy, should she still have to accompany him to drink tea or listen to him to criticize her?
Zhuo Jian thought, looked at his back with dissatisfaction, and then looked outside again.
She wants to go out.
She didn't think about it for too long, and the children all fell asleep, so she went to pick up the car and left.
Fu Yanye stood at the window of the master bedroom and watched her car leave.
But this time, not long after, Zhuo Jian found that someone was following her car.
She stopped and confirmed that it was Wang Rui's car.
Wang Rui got out of the car and walked forward.
Zhuo Jian opened the car window, "What a coincidence?"
"Not a coincidence."
Wang Rui thought he didn't need to say much.
Zhuo Jian also sneered and asked him in a low mood: "Fu Yanye asked you to monitor me?"
"It's protection. The boss knows that something happened to you is very worried."
"Yeah?"
Zhuo Jian started the car without listening to the answer.
Protect?
Worry?
Oh.
王瑞说:“老板知道你出事后重罚了大伙,他的本心也不是真的让我们撤下,是我疏忽了.”
Zhuo Jian only found it incredible and didn't believe it.
Wang Rui is his man, and everything he says depends on Fu Yanye's face.
Zhuo Jian returned to the house opposite the TV station.
She opened the drawer of the coffee table again.
The beautiful metal cigarette case inside was easily opened by her, and there were three cigarettes missing inside.
Her soft fingers still pinched up one, then picked up the black lighter next to her.
It started raining outside in the middle of the night and there was thunder. She was still lying on the sofa, silently looking at the cigarette butts on her hand.
In the darkness, that little bit of scarlet was like a hope.
But, what is her hope?
She didn't want to worry about his birthday, and from then on.
Why did she have to cook longevity noodles for him on his birthday?
So many people who want to care about him should care about him.
But she really cooked noodles in the morning and just cooked them for herself.
She didn't go to work either. She had swollen and painful arms these two days, and the outside of her thighs.
After eating noodles, I made myself a cup of coffee, and then went to the sofa again.
The coffee was steaming on the coffee table, while she lay on the sofa, intending to have another sleep.
But she had just lie down and received a call from Uncle Zhou, who was already waiting for her downstairs.
Wang Yue was in the car too.
"Today we will go shopping for groceries and surprise your husband."
Wang Yue patted the seat next to her and let her sit in.
Zhuo Jian wore a simple dress and felt that there was nothing wrong with it before getting into the car.
But, she really didn't want to participate in this surprise.
Wang Yue didn't mention the matter of Changsheng Noodles in the morning. She just looked at her injured arm and said carelessly: "That day, you and that girl Ouyang Ping were doing a very brave job. Does it still hurt now?"
She wore a short-sleeved dress, had scars on her arms, and no longer had gauze wrapped around her. Wang Yue felt it hurt at first glance.
"It's already gone, it's just a little swelling and itchy."
"That motorcycle is many times heavier than both of you. It's strange that it's not painful or itchy when it's dragged so far. Don't be so rash in the future, do you know?"
Wang Yue continued to remind him.
Zhuo Jian nodded and then went to the market with her.
When Wang Yue met everyone, she said that her daughter-in-law wanted to prepare a birthday dinner for her son, and she just came to join in the fun.
Zhuo Jian was praised and couldn't speak in front of Wang Yue again, but Wang Yue was busy until after 7 o'clock in the evening, a phone call came over, and the person on the other end said: "
In the stars.”
"At Fanxing? Didn't you agree long ago? Grandpa and grandma, your son, daughter, and your parents and wife are waiting for you to come home to celebrate with you. What are you going to Fanxing to do? Come back quickly."
"You don't have to wait for me, I can't go back for the time being."
"Can't come back? There are many friends? Oh, if there are many friends, you won't care about your family, right?"
Wang Yue hung up the phone in anger, then looked dizzy and held her forehead and gasped on the sofa.
The old man and the old lady were also unhappy with a stern face, and the old lady muttered: "This kid is so angry that my blood pressure is about to rise. Jane Jian, don't be angry, I'll let me go. Please
'He's back."
The old lady herself was unhappy and did not forget to comfort Zhuo Jian.
Zhuo Jian thinks this matter is a bit as simple as it imagines?
I couldn't go out, and I still made it like this now.
Everyone sat on the sofa in disappointment, waiting for the birthday boy.
"If you want me, you don't have to worry about asking someone to invite him back. Who can invite him? I agreed to him a while ago, and he agreed at that time. Why did it suddenly happen? Can we ask?
When I touched him, I simply stopped invite him. I went to the kitchen and said, let's eat it ourselves."
Wang Yue stood up angrily as he said this, but soon sat down again.
"A Yue."
"mom."
Wang Yue's face turned pale with dizziness.
“你动这么大的气做什么?他这脾气也不是一天两天了.”
"There's nothing worrying."
Fu Zhengzhi reminded her that Wang Yue was suddenly disappointed and was about to cry.
"A Jian, why don't you pick him up?"
Fu Zhengzhi cared about his wife and looked at Zhuo Jian with a slight suggestion.
Seeing that the old lady and Wang Yue were so angry, Zhuo Jian didn't dare to say anything else, so he nodded, "Yes."
"If you ask Uncle Zhou to take you there, you have to drag him back, so I won't let your grandpa break his legs."
When the old lady heard Zhuo Jian agree, she even said harsh words to express her anger.
Zhuo Jian smiled and took out his cell phone.
On the way to Fanxing, she thought about how to persuade him to go home after meeting him.
But for some reason, as soon as I got into the car, my mind went blank after thinking for a few seconds.
Is there any need for hypocritical calculations between them?
When he arrived at Fanxing, Uncle Zhou turned around and called her, "Young Madam, I'm here."
Zhuo Jian came back to his senses and looked at Fanxing's plaque, and suddenly felt so disappointed with himself.
She didn't expect anything, but she had to get out of the car.
It started to rain again outside. Thinking of the old house, who were waiting for him, he walked in firmly.
If he doesn't go back tonight, her mother-in-law will probably be really angry and sick.
Zhuo Jian didn't know why she became the one who came to find him.
Do everyone think she can find him back?
But she felt that she didn't have that much ability.
And as soon as she entered, Zhang Mingmei stepped forward and grabbed her hand to one side and said, "You are here, I have to remind you."
"Um?"
Zhuo Jian was confused when he heard this, and he had not figured out why Zhang Mingmei was suddenly at the door.