After Fu Yanye returned home, he went upstairs directly, carrying a box of desserts in his hand.
He looked at his watch before entering the door. It was less than 11 o'clock. She should have taken a shower and lie on the bed with her son reading books. Thinking of her white and pink skin, he took a breath and held it in his hand.
Door handle.
Um?
It was a moment, but it didn't open.
Once again, it's still unbreakable.
What's going on?
He looked down at the door handle, it seemed different from before?
Zhuo Jian coaxed Chengcheng to sleep and typed with her laptop next to her. When she heard something, she raised her eyes. She thought that it was him who was back, so she continued to lower her head and typing on the keyboard.
Fu Yanye's cell phone came quickly, and she turned around and looked at it. Because it was muting, she ignored it.
Fu Yanye sent another message, "Someone gave me dessert."
Zhuo Jian didn't read it, so he continued to type.
Fu Yanye thought to himself, could it be that he was asleep? Looking at the desserts in his hand, he frowned unconsciously and turned around and went downstairs.
Wang Yue, who was following the Korean drama downstairs, saw him falling into dismay and couldn't help but chuckle and asked him, "What's wrong? Have you been driven out?"
"Will you not know if she changed the door lock?"
Fu Yanye sat down and put the dessert on the table and asked her back.
"I know of course, but you haven't asked me."
Wang Yue thought to himself, I will exchange the lock with your wife.
Fu Yanye sighed and looked at the TV series. A middle-aged couple was quarreling and having divorced. Unconsciously, they felt that they were mocking him.
He was not middle-aged yet, so his wife didn't want him anymore.
Wang Yue leaned over and dragged the dessert to him, opened it quickly, picked up the spoon he sent and dug it and tasted it, then nodded immediately, "Well, it's so fresh."
“…”
Fu Yanye didn't expect that the dessert he bought for his wife finally came to his mother's mouth, but the freshness was really fresh. He went to the store to look around and asked someone to make it again, of course it cost a good price, otherwise
How could he do it for him so late?
But that woman is, the more she thinks about it, the more angry she becomes.
But he didn't believe it, and couldn't stop her.
The next morning, Zhuo Jian got up and went to the bathroom and opened the door, afraid that Wang Yue would delay coming in and kiss Chengcheng, but unexpectedly, she just opened the door and heard the door open from outside.
She only took two steps, turned her head and saw nothing, and then slowly, someone stared at her in the crack of the door.
Zhuo Jian was startled and raised his hand to cover his heart and asked, "What are you doing?"
Fu Yanye saw her wake up, pushed the door directly into it, and then asked her with a cold face: "I want to ask you what you do, why should I change the door lock at home?"
"Don't you know whether men and women can kiss each other? Of course, it's to prevent you from running into your ex-wife's room in the middle of the night."
"you……"
"Mr. Fu, please find another one."
“…”
Fu Yanye frowned.
"I plan to find a stepfather for my son, too."
"You dare."
When Fu Yanye heard her say as she thought, he was instantly uneasy.
"We got a divorce certificate. I am a truly free person now. Why don't I dare?"
Zhuo Jian asked him incomprehensible.
"Okay, go find it. As long as you don't care, I'll give you a banner at the door of your TV station."
“What banner?”
"Zhuo Jian was slept by Fu Yanye last night."
Fu Yanye looked down at her, and those words were particularly verbal.
“…”
Shameless.
I can't find anyone more shameless than him.
Zhuo Jian's face turned red and white, and he glared at him.
"Momomama."
A soft sound suddenly came from the bed, and Zhuo Jian's heart softened. Then he withdrew his eyes, looked at the bed, turned around and walked towards the bed.
"Mother."
"Good, good morning, baby."
Zhuo Jian picked him up and kissed him gently on his face and asked good morning.
Fu Yanye stood at the end of the bed and gritted his teeth even more angry.
"Dad!"
Chengcheng suddenly muttered again.
Fu Yanye's eyes lit up and he immediately looked at the little thing in her arms.
"Dad Dad!"
Chengcheng continued to shout.
Fu Yanye felt happy, and his eyes flashed with keenness. He immediately walked forward and bent over to look at the little thing in her arms: "My son is calling me."
“…”
Zhuo Jian doesn't want to pay attention to him.
Fu Yanye stretched out his hand directly: "Hug me, he is not your son alone."
Zhuo Jian suddenly smelled a familiar smell of shit, then raised his eyes to look at him and said, "You're hugging me."
Fu Yanye looked at her and felt that she was particularly rude to him these two days, but she said she wanted to hug her, so she reached out to hug her.
Zhuo Jian felt that his heart was hurt by the bones on the back of his hand, so he lowered his head awkwardly and got out of bed and went to the bathroom.
Fu Yanye hugged Chengcheng and looked at it for a while. Chengcheng drooled and vomited: "Dad..."
"snort!"
Fu Yanye snorted proudly, thinking that you are tactful.
Chengcheng suddenly had tears in her eyes, her eyes were red, and then she started crying soon.
Fu Yanye also felt that his arms holding his son's butt were a little hot and soft, and then his sense of smell seemed to be a problem, and the surroundings were smelly.
Then……
"Fu Chengchuan."
Fu Yanye squeezed out Chengcheng's large size from his teeth, and then held Chengcheng's movements and moved out of his arms to the farthest.
Wang Yue came in from outside and saw her son holding her grandson in such a conditioned manner, and asked reflexively: "Have you pulled it?"
When Fu Yanye heard the sound, he felt like he was savior. He looked at her in a blink of an eye and said with a smile: "Mom."
"Haha, I suddenly remembered that I hadn't washed my face yet, so you can do it first."
Wang Yue's eyes rolled and she left after saying that.
Fu Yanye: “…”
After a few minutes, Zhuo Jian washed his face and came out from it. Seeing that he was still holding Chengcheng, he said, "I'll do it."
Fu Yanye turned his head to look at her. Although she didn't look at him, Fu Yanye still felt that she was disgusting him, so he immediately said, "No, I'll do it."
Zhuo Jian went to see how he was going to the battlefield in a blink of an eye, and then retreated aside to wait and see him come.
Actually, I haven't done it before, but for some reason, I still feel despised every time.
Later, when Zhuo Jian saw that he was in such a difficult situation, he helped him get tissues, helped him carry the trash can, and helped him put on dry diapers for her son. When she was about to say something to praise him, Master Fu suddenly stood up.
He vomited and flushed into the toilet.
Zhuo Jian: "…"
This man has no way to praise him.
But looking at the little baby who was already very happy on the bed, Zhuo Jian couldn't help laughing: "He actually cares about you very much, but he is used to dislike others, don't take it seriously."
Chengcheng couldn't understand, but when she heard her mother's voice, she cheered happily, and finally caught a photo with her two little hands.
Fu Yanye took a shower. When he came out, Wang Yue happened to go out with the child in his arms, and Zhuo Jian also planned to leave.