Fu Yanye, let alone his face is so ugly. No one here knows what Zhuo Jian is doing better than him.
"Sister Jane, give me some food."
Su Bai was afraid that Zhuo Jian would get rid of it, so he picked up the spoon and went to share it with her.
Zhuo Jian was not stingy and ate a plate with him.
Zhang Mingmei almost couldn't help but kick Su Bai.
Fu Yanye's eyes stared at Su Bai like a knife.
"Well, it's really delicious. Wife, you can try it too."
Su Bai took a bite and took another spoonful of it for Zhang Mingmei.
Zhang Mingmei: “…”
Although she opened her mouth, she decided to give her stupid husband a good idea after she went back.
As for his love for Zhuo Jian, he should have been taught many lessons from Fu Yanye in secret when he was a child, right?
It's too ambiguous for a couple to share a cake.
But Su Bai and everyone are like this, he doesn't hate it.
After lunch, Zhuo Jian returned to the TV station, and the rest went back. Fu Yanye followed her and she looked back at him, "You have nothing to do?"
"I can still take out the time to send you to the TV station."
Fu Yanye said.
"Well, I believe, when you want to do whatever you want, you will always have time."
“…”
Fu Yanye didn't know why, but he felt that there was something in her words.
"I don't need to pick me up from get off work at night. I drive myself. Should you go to pick up my kids from school if you have time?"
"Um."
Fu Yanye promised her.
Although reluctant.
The two of them walked forward again. If she wanted to record the show, she would wear long sleeves. Fu Yanye noticed this. The scar on her elbow had not completely retreated. He wanted to remind her to pay attention, but it was far away.
I saw a car with cake painting parked at the door of their TV station.
Fu Yanye suddenly stopped.
Zhuo Jian noticed and turned to look at him, "Just send it here. His weight this morning was 47:50, bye."
She is in a pretty good mood.
However, after listening to that number, Fu Yanye became even worse.
“Forty-seven-five, hum.”
He put his hands on his hips and watched her walk forward happily, thinking to himself, "One day, Zhuo Jian, one day, you will run towards me like you did before."
——
In the evening, Fu Yanye didn't go to pick up the child from school. Fu Zhengzhi said that he hadn't eaten together for a long time, so he asked him to go home and finish the meal.
Wang Yue was still reminding next to him: "It will rain tonight, it will rain heavily."
Fu Yanye hung up the phone and touched his nose bridge, then smiled foolishly.
Fu Zhengzhi asked her: "What does heavy rain mean?"
"The whole world knows what heavy rain means, why don't you, such a smart person?"
Wang Yue asked him.
Fu Zhengzhi: "I really don't know."
"Didn't he always choose to find Jian Jian on rainy days?"
The old lady reminded her son.
"Then you can't leave because of excuses."
The old man hummed after he finished speaking, especially disgusted with this trick.
After hearing this, Fu Zhengzhi couldn't help but smile. His son was quite pitiful.
But he felt that his son was pitiful here, and he was the only one.
When Zhuo Jian got off work, he saw him standing at the door, wearing a straight suit on his body, and even the seams of his trousers were so straight, as if he had just been ironed.
But he had obviously worn it all day.
Zhuo Jian didn't want to walk over, and stood there and looked straight at him until he found her and hung up the phone and walked towards her.
"Didn't you ask you to pick up your son?"
"Didn't mom call you? I'm going to have a family dinner tonight, at the old house."
When Fu Yanye reminded her, he went to pick up her bag.
But this time, Zhuo Jian's instinctive hand also held his bag strap and stared at him straight.
"Fu Yanye, I just weighed before I came out."
"Um?"
The two of them pulled a bag strap, and neither let go, nor did they exert force, and looked at each other, not very happy.
The sky gradually became darker and everything was dark.
“Forty-eight five.”
“…”
"so……"
"What did you eat?"
He didn't understand. At noon, she said it was 47:50 in the morning, and now it was 48:50?
"I ordered two more cups of milk tea in the afternoon."
“…”
He wanted to take it slowly. As long as he was kind to her, her soft-hearted personality would be moved, so he would make up with him.
But she suddenly did this.
Perhaps he was too angry, he suddenly smiled, looked down at a bag strap that was being pulled by the two of them, and murmured: "It's great."
Zhuo Jian clearly saw some loss in his eyes, but she didn't care.
She lowered her eyes and concealed something. She stopped looking at him and said, "Do you still want to go back to the old house?"
"Back."
He said, this sound was still very certain.
She nodded.
The elders asked them to go back for dinner, and there was nothing to refuse.
As long as he remembers what he promised her.
From his expression, she was sure that he remembered.
So she got into his car.
After the car left, he passed by the city. Zhuo Jian looked at the cake shop and asked, "Do you want to buy some desserts and take them back to share with you."
"There is a dessert chef at home, and my grandparents are old, eating desserts frequently is not good for their health."
Fu Yanye ruthlessly reminded.
Zhuo Jian thought so, and she was tired of eating it, so let it go tonight.
“Tomorrow is Friday.”
Zhuo Jian looked down at his phone, suddenly said in a daze, and then sighed again.
The car was moving forward steadily, but suddenly accelerated.
Zhuo Jian felt that their cars were like a wind, just passing through the city without leaving any trace.
When she arrived at the old house, she was about to spit it out. As soon as the car stopped, she hurriedly covered her mouth and ran out from it.
Fu Yanye stopped the car, his face still felt cold, so he sat inside and watched her run into the room. From the floor-to-ceiling window, she could still be seen in the bathroom.
It would be strange if you can drink so much milk tea.
Fu Yanye looked at him coldly without any pity.
He hates her for any means to divorce.
Yes, overeating is by any means.
I obviously couldn't eat anything in those few days.
How long has it been?
ridiculous.
What a woman who wants to leave you, can she be even in trouble?
They always care about their figure, and they don’t care about it?
The more Fu Yanye thought about it, the more angry he became, and he didn't get out for a long time.
Until he remembered the phone, he saw that it was the word Dad and picked it up.
"Why don't you come out of the car?"
“Add a call.”
Fu Yanye explained.
Fu Zhengzhi was stunned for a while, and then replied: "Come in quickly, wait for you."
"Um."
Fu Yanye hung up the phone and was about to leave, but he saw her bag in a blink of an eye.
In the end, I only took my phone.
After Zhuo Jian vomited, Wang Yue stood at the door of the bathroom: "Are you pregnant again?"
"Ah? No."
Zhuo Jian was also shocked by Wang Yue's guess.
But she knew what was going on this time. It must be that he was driving too fast, and she was doing well.
"It's really not? It looks very similar, maybe you don't know it yourself, right?"
Wang Yue looked at her and was very suspicious of the truth of her words.