Zhuo Jian saw his playful meaning, but was very nervous.
Sheng Xin smiled, and finally felt better, and then said, "Look back."
"Um?"
Zhuo Jian turned around in a conditioned reflex and immediately became nervous.
Seeing that he was discovered, Fu Yanye walked over, leaned over, touched her head and asked her, "So nervous?"
“…”
Zhuo Jian doesn't know why he is here.
She thought there were no bodyguards following her today.
"It's fate that lets us meet when we talk to our customers."
He laughed as he said that, making her even more nervous.
Sheng Xin looked at Zhuo Jian's expression and looked at Fu Yanye, "Mr. Fu isn't planning to say hello to me?"
"I really don't plan, but I can clearly say that I, Fu Yanye, are definitely not a stingy person. My wife is just having a tea with my friends."
He explained calmly.
Sheng Xin smiled and licked his dry lips, thinking to himself that you are not stingy, the four words "Fox Friends" are enough to prove it.
Fu Yanye looked down at Zhuo Jian again: "Don't be afraid."
Zhuo Jian looked up at him, "What did you say?"
What's there to be afraid of?
Fu Yanye smiled, kissed her head, and whispered: "I pay the bill, it's our couple who are asking Mr. Sheng, huh?"
"what ever."
Zhuo Jian looked at him and couldn't figure out what he was thinking.
"Eat lunch together? We will end in half an hour. You guys should be about the same, right?"
"Unfortunately, I still want to have lunch with A Jian."
Sheng Xin didn't like Fu Yanye, so he didn't take anyone seriously, so he wanted to make the decision for Zhuo Jian.
"I'm afraid Mr. Sheng is not qualified to make a decision yet."
Fu Yanye looked at him coldly, then looked down at Zhuo Jian.
Zhuo Jian naturally understood that he wanted her to make a choice.
"I'm going to be with Jian Qian at noon."
Zhuo Jian made a decision quickly.
Fu Yanye was a little dissatisfied, but the answer was at least fair. He continued to smile, "Since that's the case, I won't disturb you."
“…”
Sheng Xin just stared at Fu Yanye, but wanted to see when he could pretend.
Fu Yanye returned to the place with the customer and still smiled.
But while drinking tea, he looked towards his wife's place in a blink of an eye.
There are so many grass around his wife. If it were the past, he would have removed it immediately, but now...
Tolerate.
——
When Zhuo Jian got off work in the evening, Jian Qian held her hand: "Wait a little longer, my brother-in-law hasn't come yet."
"Do you think he will definitely arrive?"
"Hehe, my brother-in-law will arrive late, do you believe it?"
"Don't believe it."
Zhuo Jian didn't know where Jian Qian got his confidence, so he was with Fu Yanye.
But as soon as they were about to go down the steps, the car drove slowly from one side, and it was really a must-have arrived even though they were late.
Fu Yanye came out of the car, walked around to the co-pilot, turned on the co-pilot and looked up to see her.
"Since my brother-in-law is here, I'll leave. See you tomorrow."
Jian Qian thinks that the two of them are pretty good now, and her big light bulb should be suitable for her to withdraw.
Zhuo Jian looked at Fu Yanye and walked slowly. He didn't rush to get in the car when he came to him. He looked at him and asked curiously, "Why are you here again?"
"Picking up you is the most important thing in my life."
"one?"
“Not one.”
This is the most important thing in this life.
He was faint, but his eyes were filled with some certainty.
Zhuo Jian looked at him and got into the car soon.
Soon, on the way to home, he said, "Open the front drawer by yourself."
Zhuo Jian leaned over and opened it. There was a red invitation inside, which was very old-fashioned, but it was particularly eye-catching.
She opened it and saw the names of two people she was familiar with.
Zhuang Mingli and Li Jing.
Finally, their wedding has arrived.
Zhuo Jian looked at him in confusion: "Will you go?"
"No, what about you?"
"I can't say it."
Zhuo Jian didn't care much about what he said.
Fu Yanye glanced at her deeply in a blink of an eye, and he wanted to make sure whether she was serious or intentional.
"Drive well."
Zhuo Jian put the wedding invitation back inside, closed the drawer, and then looked outside.
Wish them good.
After the two returned home, the children were taken back. Those who practiced the piano and those who played games played games. Fu Yanye said: "I will take care of the spoon tonight, so I can order whatever I want to eat."
Zhuo Jian understood what he meant in the past two days and said, "I don't order, we will eat whatever Mr. Fu does."
Fu Yanye: “…”
For a week, he personally picked her up and dropped her off to and from get off work and cooked her.
Until that Monday night, he suddenly sent a message, "I have a social engagement, go back later."
Wang Rui took the time to pick her up in his busy schedule, "Mrs. Young Madam, I'll take you back."
Zhuo Jian got into his car and asked him, "Have the child gained weight again?"
"Yuan Man said she couldn't hold her anymore."
"She's weak now."
Zhuo Jian replied to him.
The two of them chatted casually for a few words and soon arrived at the old house.
Chengcheng looked at Zhuo Jian’s cooking in the kitchen and asked, “Mommy, isn’t Dad coming back to cook tonight?”
"Well, he has social engagements."
In fact, she always knew in her heart that he could not pick her up and drop her off for a long time and cook for her.
She just didn't expect it to end so soon.
Zhuo Jian didn't know where he went, but when he saw his seat was empty, he sighed.
It was almost twelve o'clock in the evening when the door of their bedroom was gently opened.
Zhuo Jian felt a coolness on his forehead, but soon the coolness ended.
He leaned over to kiss her forehead, then sat beside her and watched her for a while, but still got up and left with his coat.
The next morning after she got up, he was already holding Chengtian and sitting on the edge of her bed. Chengtian crawled into her arms and called Mommy with a hint of her. She was very happy.
Fu Yanye watched from the side, "Good morning."
Zhuo Jian hugged Chengtian to prevent her from falling: "Yes."
Fu Yanye didn't say much, but just smiled at her. Zhuo Jian was not very comfortable and asked, "When did you come back last night?"
“After eleven o’clock.”
"oh."
Seeing that he had not said much, Zhuo Jian didn't ask any more questions, but she even glanced at her phone at half past 11, which means she would come back after at least 11:30.
Or maybe she just fell asleep and he came back.
"Get up, breakfast is almost ready."
"good."
"Mommy Mommy."
Chengtian was in her arms early in the morning and wanted to do something, and she looked at her and tear her collar.
Fu Yanye hugged Chengtian from her arms in time, carefully loosened her hand from Zhuo Jian's collar, and then picked it up: "I'll take her down first."
"good."
Zhuo Jian sat on the bed and watched him holding the orange sweet, and suddenly the bad feeling came to his heart again.
He had something to hide from her.
Zhuo Jian is not very breathable. After getting up, he got someone to get a cup of coffee and drank coffee in the yard to blow dry.
The wind in April is really warm.
In the morning, Fu Yanye took her to work as usual. There was an unfamiliar number on the display screen on the road, but he hung up.
Zhuo Jian asked him, "If you carry me to make it inconvenient for you, don't make things difficult for yourself anymore."
“No inconvenience.”
Fu Yanye glanced at her and continued to drive seriously.
Seeing that he was so calm, Zhuo Jian was so angry that he was half angry. Then he turned to look out the window, who would not be able to write with a word of mercy?