Zhuo Jian knew that he was unhappy and got up early to prepare breakfast.
After getting up, Fu Yanye saw her in the kitchen and was surprised, "What are you doing here?"
"Don't you like eating the breakfast I cook?"
Zhuo Jian told him with a loving breakfast.
Only then did Fu Yanye look at her holding the food on the plate, and suddenly remembered the first time she had eaten the sandwich she made.
But he likes to eat the breakfast she cooks, and he prefers...
never mind.
Fu Yanye told him this and then took her plate.
Regardless of the children running over, they stood there and started eating.
He eats gracefully and enjoys it, but the children are eager to see it.
"Mommy, why are you only preparing breakfast for dad?"
Orange Bao said.
"I'll prepare it for you right away. Have you washed your hands?"
Zhuo Jian asked and was about to go to work.
Fu Yanye immediately said: "Auntie will come to take care of your breakfast later."
Zhuo Jian looked at him in confusion, "I'll do it."
Breakfast can be simpler, and the family of five is easy to do.
Fu Yanye finished eating the food in his mouth and then said, "It's OK."
If he was willing to let her cook, he would not learn cooking by himself.
Zhuo Jian felt that he was strange and said, "It's just a breakfast, I'm happy to make it for you."
Fu Yanye had no choice but to look at his son again.
The three little guys don't care about him.
They all like to eat breakfast made by mommy, no matter how simple it is.
Especially Chengcheng, he had a lot of eating alone with his mother in the past, but his sudden sense of superiority made him not afraid of his father.
Fu Yanye shook his head helplessly, and immediately rolled up his sleeves after eating his sandwich and went to Zhuo Jian to help.
Zhuo Jian saw him take action and whispered: "If you don't want to help, don't force it."
"It is my honor to be able to help my wife."
Fu Yanye's faint voice.
Zhuo Jian couldn't help but smile and continued to fry ham.
Fu Yanye saw her laughing, and his mood improved inexplicably.
How does this feel?
I can't see it, but I've lived together.
Early stage of love?
Fu Yanye thought of the four words in the early stage of love, and his eyebrows stretched a lot. Look at her again...
They did not have a good relationship, this time, it was fine.
After dinner, he took Zhuo Jian to work. When he arrived at the door of her unit, he held her hand: "Just leave like that?"
"Um?"
Zhuo Jian looked back at him, then quickly realized it in his expression, leaned over and kissed his side face.
Fu Yanye's lips moved, but he did not kiss her strongly, nor did he dislike her for kissing her wrongly.
After Zhuo Jian got out of the car, he suddenly smiled.
Well, this may be the feeling of love.
Tolerance, restraint, and with a hint of sweetness.
After Zhuo Jian went to work, Jian Qian went to find her and brought her snacks.
Zhuo Jian looked at her, "Tell me how you feel about Feng Ying?"
Jian Qian sat in the guest seat, thought for a while, and said, "It's very dangerous, yes, extremely dangerous."
Zhuo Jian smiled and said, "What else?"
"The desire is strong? Yes, the desire is strong."
"What about comparing with Liu Yuntian?"
"One is a man and the other is a boy, how can I compare?"
Jian Qian leaned in the chair and looked at the roof, feeling that these two people were different worlds and could not be compared.
"Feng Ying said he was a child born by a woman outside, not a child from the Feng family's main wife."
"He told you all this?"
Zhuo Jian was a little curious.
“That’s all.”
Jian Qian said, lying on the table.
Zhuo Jian stood by the window and looked outside, and suddenly smiled.
Jian Qian was puzzled, "What's wrong?"
"fine."
If a man can tear apart the side he doesn't want people to know for a woman, in fact, as long as there is such an intersection between people, even if it is not a man or a woman, Zhuo Jian thinks it may be different.
But it was too early to draw a conclusion now, so Zhuo Jian didn't give her many advices.
Jian Qian suddenly said, "I may have made a wrong decision."
"What?"
"It's all my fault for Master Liu."
It was because he suddenly appeared that she couldn't calm down.
He wrongly agreed to something Feng Ying shouldn't have agreed to.
Just as she was regretting, Zhuo Jian's cell phone rang, and soon the two sisters entered the conference room together.
Zhuo Jian came out of the building at around 5 o'clock in the afternoon, and Fu Yanye's car had already parked there.
She paused for a few seconds and walked over, "How long have you been here?"
"A few minutes."
Fu Yanye stood there with his hands in his pockets and opened the car door for her.
"Thanks."
Zhuo Jian got into the car.
Fu Yanye also bent over and wanted to tie her seat belt for her, but Zhuo Jian did it first. Fu Yanye was a little disappointed and couldn't help but look at her, "Isn't it good to leave me more opportunities to perform?"
"next time."
Zhuo Jian smiled.
Fu Yanye saw that she was intentional, but how could she give up? He looked at her seriously for two seconds and leaned over and kissed her on her lips.
Zhuo Jian didn't hide.
He just let out a lightly and slowly left after a few seconds.
Ask her, "Why don't you hide?"
"Get into the car quickly and promise to make soup for grandma tonight."
Zhuo Jian reminded him.
Fu Yanye sighed helplessly, not getting the answer he wanted.
But later, I was willing to be her driver and took her back to the old house.
He can naturally share a bowl of soup for his elders.
——
Jian Qian and her colleagues worked overtime and made an appointment to go to Fanxing to have a drink after the end.
Just after lit a cigarette, my colleague whispered: "There is a handsome guy over there who has been watching you."
Jian Qian looked in the direction she said with a cigarette, and her heart skipped a beat.
But she made it clear on the phone that they were over.
So she smoked freely and pretended.
"Do you think this person is a little familiar, like... By the way, is the boss who spent money like money at Fu's charity dinner? What's the name?"
"Feng Ying."
Jian Qian said these two words slowly.
"Yes, it's Feng Ying, that's, how do you know?"
"I'm here that night, too."
She said with a faint smile.
"Yes, so he kept looking here because he recognized you?"
"Maybe, I don't need to worry."
Jian Qian said as she lit a little smoke.
My colleague only thought she couldn't let go of Liu Yuntian, so she stopped making random guesses.
She did not let it go, but what can she do?
Liu Yuntian is married.
A man you love and marry another woman. No matter what the reason or how wronged you are, you will definitely end.
“Go to the bathroom.”
She was so uncomfortable being stared at.
But she had just walked far away and was suddenly caught.
Immediately afterwards, in the men's bathroom, she smelled the smell that did not belong to her.
She has actually become a little familiar with this taste recently.
Ebony agarwood.
Logically speaking, men who like this taste should be very warm.
But he didn't feel warm at all, except for his skin who had taken off his clothes.
"Even after sleeping, Miss Jian, have you treated me like a duck?"
In the darkness, he asked her in a low voice.
Jian Qian felt strange. He didn't seem to suffer any losses, right?
"I have the right to terminate this relationship, not to mention that we just slept a few times and just vented each other."
"Hmph, you can see it openly, but you should know that the right to explain is always on the strong side."
"I'm an orphan."
She said this very lightly, but she was confident.