The fruit in Chen Lanxin's hand fell to the ground. She smashed his arm hard and leaned against his hand, but her breathing was still a little bit taken away from her throat.
"You tell me, is this my child?"
Lin Jiaoyang pinched her harder, and even slapped her half of her face with an unhappy slap.
“Yes, yes…”
Chen Lanxin was pinched and tears came out, looking so pitiful.
And that sound finally made Lin Jiaoyang's crazy questioning relieve some.
He slowly let go of his hand, then hugged her and hugged her in his arms, pinched her chin hard, and said to her: "Let me know, I'll go to the hospital for examination tomorrow. If this child is not mine, I will tell you to die without a place to bury.”
No one could play with him like this, and Lin Jiaoyang's anger was almost unable to suppress at this moment.
Chen Lanxin couldn't see his thoughts, and she burst into tears even more fiercely. However, her hand gently touched his heart and hugged his arm, making him feel his warmth and swear humbly: "I Promise, this child is definitely yours, otherwise I will be hit and killed by a car when I go out."
When Lin Jiaoyang heard her vow, he loosened his hand holding her chin and gently touched her face. His eyes suddenly became painful and angry, and he was next to her forehead, gritting his teeth and murmured: "Lan Xin, I'm sorry." , I didn't mean to doubt you, don't betray me."
"How could I betray you, Jiaoyang, I love you, I love you, you know, I am willing to do everything for you."
She held his face up and began to kiss him, comforting him in that way.
Lin Jiaoyang slowly leaned against the sofa, looking at her charming eyes and movements, her eyes suddenly became even more savage.
"Did Ruxiang tell you me again? I know she looked down on me. She started to get to know me just to use me to let Mr. Fu divorce his wife. She didn't make it. We were together again, and she looked down on me. I thought I was disgusted, but she didn't think about it. Didn't she ask me to do those things? Including that night, if it weren't for her forming the game, how could I be misled by those human-faced and beastly things..."
Afterwards, Chen Lanxin cried and complained in his arms.
Lin Jiaoyang suddenly remembered his daughter's scheming, and immediately hugged her softly apologized: "I'm sorry, Lan Xin, it's all my fault. How can I forget her temperament that will never stop until she achieves her goal? How can I forget her provocation Sorry, did you love you just now?"
"I'm fine, as long as you don't get me wrong, our son is fine, Jiaoyang, if you believe me, it's my greatest happiness."
Chen Lanxin gently stroked his arms, and a knife light flashed in his eyes.
"Tomorrow you go buy some jewelry or bags you like, huh?"
Lin Jiaoyang touched her and said.
"Aren't you going to the hospital for a check-up?"
"Follower, would I not know what I am myself?"
Lin Jiaoyang suddenly felt better.
It was almost eleven o'clock in the evening, and it was raining outside. Some people were sleeping peacefully, but some still had no place to live.
Fu Yanye saw Zhuo Jian in his old house from Wang Yue’s circle of friends, and the car drove to the beach but stopped.
Would she be unhappy to see him?
Lin Ruxiang's phone number came over again, and the car was shaking.
Fu Yanye glanced at it, then got out of the car, and stood by the beach with an umbrella.
The waves were not big, which made this rainy night look a little calmer.
I obviously wanted to see her, but I was afraid that it would upset her if I saw her.
He suddenly thought of the past, was she so nervous every time she saw him?
I still remember when they first met her after she returned to China, she stood at the window with such humility and disconfidence. She must have been very sad at that time. Her mother was seriously ill and he gave her a divorce agreement.
But she signed the letter well without any complaints, and said that he had done enough.
Why did they experience so much in such a short time?
It was because he didn't do well enough.
Fu Yanye looked at the sea and walked back with his long legs for a long time.
In the dark night, his tall body seemed a little thin and lonely.
In the end, the car drove back to the old house.
The family members were basically asleep, but when Fu Zhengzhi went downstairs to drink water, he happened to meet him back. Seeing that his shoulders were a little wet, he asked him, "Why are you still getting wet?"
"Let's walk on the roadside."
Fu Yanye said.
Fu Zhengzhi couldn't help but look at him seriously again. It was true that he was just such a precious son. Although he had a bad temper, he believed that his son was a dedicated and courageous child.
"A Jian is sleeping in the master bedroom with her child in her arms. Where are you going to sleep?"
Fu Zhengzhi stared at him and asked.
Fu Yanye looked elsewhere awkwardly and whispered: "Vacation room."
Fu Zhengzhi snorted and laughed, patted his son's shoulder and left with the water.
Fu Yanye couldn't stand the moisture on his body, so he went upstairs, but he still went back to the bedroom first. He was not used to using the bathroom in other places.
Sure enough, the mother and son occupied a bed, but Zhuo Jian habitually slept on one side, while their son was in the middle.
Isn’t the position next to him just for him?
Fu Yanye couldn't help but stand by the bed and watch for a while, then went to get his pajamas and into the bathroom.
Soon he put his body into the warm water and suddenly relaxed.
Everything will be fine.
He thought.
More than ten minutes later, he went out in his pajamas and slept beside the bed for a while.
His son woke up, opened his eyes and looked at him, and then stuffed his hands into his mouth.
Fu Yanye frowned.
Why does this kid like to eat his hands so much?
Although Wang Yue said that he was like this when he was a child, he still felt it was too unhygienic and took it out. However, in just two seconds, Chengcheng stuffed his hand into his mouth again.
Fu Yanye frowned even more and took it out for him.
Chengcheng looked at him with bright big eyes, not angry at all, and smiled, then stuffed his hand in again.
Fu Yanye: “…”
The person opposite moved.
Fu Yanye's heart trembled, raised his eyes, and did not dare to keep it anymore. He took out the boy's hand from his mouth for the last time and left.
After he left, Chengcheng didn't stuff his hands into his mouth anymore. He just turned his head hard. Perhaps because he saw his mother, his hands began to touch him randomly.
Zhuo Jian raised his hand to hug him and patted him gently, but his eyes didn't open.
Chengcheng tried hard to turn around and went straight into her arms.
——
The next morning, the weather was particularly good.
Before Zhuo Jian opened his eyes, he felt Chengcheng's hands in her clothes, and a helpless smile appeared on her quiet little face.
Chengcheng was still sleeping. When she opened her eyes and saw him, her heart felt like it had been melted.
This kid has very long eyelashes and very dark hair, like Fu Yanye.