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Chapter 125 He Cuckolded You, It's Time to Fight

Zhuo Jian didn't know what he sneered, so he could only remind him: "Don't forget what our Master is doing, then I'll leave first."

Ruxiang watched Zhuo Jian walk out and didn't say hello to him, and couldn't help calling her: "A Jian, don't you say hello to your sister?"

Zhuo Jian paused for a moment and turned to look at her: "I'm leaving! Sister Ruxiang."

"Um!"

Ruxiang nodded to her very well-educated and gave her a smile.

After Zhuo Jian went out, he gently brought the door. Seeing Wang Rui standing outside, he was in a bad mood, so he wanted to leave directly.

Wang Rui couldn't help but say to her: "Miss Zhuo, I'll give it to you!"

Zhuo Jian looked at him curiously, but he didn't refuse.

Sure enough, Wang Rui sent her to the elevator entrance and asked her: "Why don't you stay and take care of Mr. Ye?"

Zhuo Jian smiled: "You won't really fall in love with Lin Ruxiang, are you?"

“…”

Wang Rui was stunned.

The elevator opened, Zhuo Jian nodded and walked in.

But when she turned off the elevator, she glanced at it inadvertently and began to feel a little uneasy.

Some of Fu Yanye's words worked in her mind, and it took her a long time to wield that thought.

No!

Maybe Wang Rui was just talking casually, maybe Wang Rui was in a bad mood today.

After Zhuo Jian left the elevator, he was about to walk out when he looked up and saw the two people standing at the door, and he screamed unconsciously: "Grandma, mom, why are you here?"

"Baby Jane? So you are here!"

The two elders had red eyes. After walking in, they even carried her arms while wiping their tears. The old lady asked her: "Baby Jian Jian, where is my stinky grandson on? Is he awake or sleeping now

Is he in his condition? I haven’t held my great-grandson yet!”

The more grandma talked, the sadder she became, but Zhuo Jian didn't know how to comfort her for a moment.

It seems that she really cares about her grandson, but she seems to care more about her great-grandson?

When Zhuo Jian thought of Ruxiang, he could only whisper: "Grandma, you forgot that Ruxiang is pregnant!"

Grandma's sob suddenly stopped.

Wang Yue said: "Baby, press the elevator first."

Zhuo Jian knew that he had to go up again, so he pressed the elevator, and then heard Wang Yue say, "Baby, we have no outsiders, mom tells you the truth, mom thinks that the child in her belly is not Yan.

At night.”

Zhuo Jian looked at Wang Yue in surprise.

"Yan Ye's child wouldn't have been so slutty that he didn't dare to admit that the girl's belly was so tall that she didn't dare to admit that there was no such a person in the Fu family."

Wang Yue explained.

Zhuo Jian wondered, could this be the blind trust from his mother?

She also wanted to trust Fu Yanye, but if that child was not Fu Yanye's, how could Fu Yanye's temperament be patient?

After the three of them left the elevator, Wang Yue saw Wang Rui from afar and couldn't help frowning: "Why is this person here? Lin Ruxiang is here?"

"Well! Mom, she is not in good health, so don't say anything that stimulates them."

Seeing that Wang Yue was so angry that he was about to fight, Zhuo Jian hugged her and comforted her.

"Who am I stimulating? I am almost irritated. No wonder you see your eyes are red. It turns out that the woman is here to make trouble again."

Wang Yue said that, then pushed her hand away and said to her: "Just take good care of your grandma!"

Zhuo Jian: "…"

Wang Yue left very quickly, and the old lady was not anxious and said to Zhuo Jian: "With me and your mother here, you can just watch it with peace of mind."

Zhuo Jianxin thought I wanted to watch with peace of mind, but I was afraid that someone would say I would be sowed away.

Wang Yue pushed open the door hard, but Wang Rui didn't dare to stop him at all.

Ruxiang was peeling oranges for Fu Yanye. When she heard a slam, the orange fell to the ground. She turned her head and looked at the door in panic, and then unconsciously stuttered and shouted: "Auntie!"

"We don't have that good relationship with the Lin family. Call me Mrs. Fu, thank you."

Wang Yue said, then looked at her and walked in coldly.

Ruxiang lowered her head and wanted to pick up the oranges on the ground. Wang Yue lowered her eyes slightly and saw the oranges rolling to her feet. She raised her foot and kicked the oranges far away.

"Aunt, you..."

Lin Ruxiang's eyes immediately turned red, looking at her as if she was suffering from grievances.

"What good woman are you pretending to be with me here? If you really have a conscience, you won't die and drag my son."

"aunt!"

Ruxiang burst into tears when she heard such unpleasant words.

"Also, my son is not dead yet. Why are you crying here? I'm so depressed, get out of here."

Wang Yue said.

When Ruxiang heard this, she couldn't help but feel sad and wanted to stomp her feet, but she held back and looked at Fu Yanye.

Fu Yanye lay on the bed, not caring about anyone, and pretending that he was transparent.

Ruxiang had to wipe her tears: "Then I'll come again another day."

"I won't use it anymore! My son has a daughter-in-law to take care of him. Which onion do you think are you?"

Wang Yue ordered and questioned.

Ruxiang did not dare to refute her, for fear of giving Fu Yanye a bad impression, so she lowered her head and ran out.

Wang Yue couldn't help but mutter: "Is he really going to die when he runs so fast?"

Zhuo Jian and grandma stood outside, and when Lin Ruxiang ran away, he couldn't help but turn his head and glance, especially the old lady's big eyes: "Is it pretending?"

Zhuo Jian looked at the old lady in surprise, pretending?

Ruxiang’s doctor was found by Fu Yanye. How could she pretend?

However, Zhuo Jian's mind was filled with more and more questions about Ruxiang.

She didn't completely distrust Fu Yanye, because she was with Ru Xiang.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for Fu Yan to resist her like that when nightclub was like that, her resistance was limited to those.

In fact, there are more things that can't be resisted...

OK, I still can't resist!

Every time he pinched her, it was as simple as pinching a kitten or a dog, no, it was like pinching an ant.

Zhuo Jian followed the old lady in again. The old lady looked at him in front of his bed for a while and whispered: "Good grandson?"

Fu Yanye was furious.

I am used to being called a bad guy.

At this time, there was no one in the room. When the old lady saw him with a cold face, she shouted again: "Good grandson, if you die, you will be waiting to give birth to a great grandson for me!"

Zhuo Jian: "…"

Wang Yue: “…”

Fu Yanye irritatedly lifted the quilt and covered his head.

I haven't seen anyone make trouble like this.

"If you dare to let the Fu family die, I will not forgive you. Our eight generations of ancestors are watching in heaven, and they will all be punished."

The old lady said again.

Zhuo Jian suddenly felt a little numb on his scalp.

The old lady is very cute, but it makes people feel a little panicked when they say this.

"Why are you wearing a quilt? I don't want to see you, but I don't want to see your grandma? Or I don't want to see your wife? If I hadn't heard from my friends in the hospital, I wouldn't know you would have almost died."

Wang Yue said, raising his hand and hitting him.

"Why!"

Zhuo Jian subconsciously reached out to stop him.

Wang Yue looked at her unexpectedly: "What's wrong? I'm still reluctant to leave? He's cuckolding you, it's time to hit you!"

"No, mom, he has an arm injury."

Zhuo Jian didn't dare to say the "truth" for a moment.

When Wang Yue heard this, he asked with a smile: "Which one? It won't delay self-entertainment?"


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