Fu Yanye gently pressed her lips and even wanted to launch a powerful attack, but his reason was still there and he could leave as soon as he touched it.
His forehead was against hers, "Jian Jian, I can only feel at ease if you are in this home."
Zhuo Jianqing closed her eyes, and it was at this moment that she suddenly woke up.
Fu Yanye is her disaster.
It was a disaster that she could not push away in her life and could not avoid.
What was the only thing she could do before he let go?
The doorbell suddenly rang twice.
Then there were the sounds they all knew.
"Where is Jane Baby? Are you upstairs?"
Wang Yue said something loudly. Before entering the door, he deliberately rang the doorbell twice before opening the door himself for fear of running into the couple.
Of course, it's also fortunate that she is like this.
Fu Yanye left her reluctantly and murmured: "The Empress Dowager is unstoppable."
Zhuo Jian couldn't help laughing after hearing this.
Fu Yanye also laughed, his voice still low: "I'll go and have a look."
He let go of her, got up, and walked to the door.
It was indeed Wang Yue.
Fu Yanye stood against the door frame, sighed reluctantly, and turned to look at the woman inside.
"Don't move."
Fu Yanye watched her get out of bed and nervously reminded her.
Zhuo Jian stood up in slippers. The elders came. She couldn't get out of bed, so how could she not move?
An aunt behind Wang Yue was holding Chengcheng. As soon as he came up, Wang Yue looked straight at the person beside the bed: "Baby, why are you getting up? Lying down quickly."
"Mom, I'm ready."
Zhuo Jian was afraid that she would worry.
"What's the best? Those who have just been discharged from the hospital, hurry up and lie back."
Wang Yue said and walked in.
I didn't look at my son at all.
However, Chengcheng saw Fu Yanye in the aunt's arms and immediately called "Dad."
Fu Yanye raised his eyes to look at him, and saw that he had leaned over to look for him to hug him, so he took him over.
"Does the wound still hurt now? I'm really scared to death. That brat won't let us see you. Your grandparents, fathers, and those who do chores are all thinking about you."
Wang Yue sat beside the bed and covered Zhuo Jian with a quilt, and started chatting with Zhuo Jian.
However, Zhuo Jian didn't expect that everyone in the old house knew about her injuries.
Fu Yanye carried Chengcheng over to the other side where he was sleeping, put Chengcheng on the bed, and said, "The doctor said she wanted to rest."
"Why do you keep your body away every day if she wants to rest?"
Wang Yue asked him.
"I have to leave someone by her side to take care of her, and I am undoubtedly the most suitable one."
Her husband.
Fu Yanye was proud of this identity.
Zhuo Jian saw Chengcheng crawling to her side and reached out to hug her.
Fu Yanye looked at her and whispered: "You don't have any effort now, you can't hug you."
Zhuo Jian then remembered that his wound was not yet healed, so he raised his hand and gently touched Chengcheng's hair.
Chengcheng sat up next to her, just raised her head and smirked at her, and then crawled onto her legs.
"Our little baby, my mother calls me every day. In the future, I will definitely be a filial son."
Wang Yue also touched Chengcheng's head, and she was happy no matter how she looked.
"Is that so? Have we been looking for mom all the time?"
Zhuo Jian felt soft when he heard this. Because he leaned against the head of the bed, he felt that it was fine to hug him, so he said to Fu Yanye: "Put him on my lap."
Fu Yanye did not object this time and put it on her lap, but he still reminded her, "Don't struggle."
Wang Yue looked at her son's considerate little example and couldn't help but murmur: "You are your husband now? How did this injury come about?"
Fu Yanye: “…”
Zhuo Jian didn't expect Wang Yue to mention this.
No one dared to mention it from beginning to end.
Only Ouyang Ping once mentioned when she sent her WeChat message, "Let your husband take good care of you, after all, this is his peach blossom debt."
Fu Yanye subconsciously glanced at Zhuo Jian, and saw that she didn't seem to take it seriously, but he couldn't help but say, "It's my fault."
Zhuo Jian felt a little worried, was he wrong?
She looked at him in a blink of an eye and thought to herself that you really feel that you are wrong?
Seeing that Chengcheng was about to pull her shirt again, Fu Yanye immediately took Chengcheng away from her and said, "I'll take him downstairs to play for a while."
Zhuo Jian was a little reluctant to leave Chengcheng, but he said he wanted Chengcheng to stay with them, so she didn't say anything anymore. Instead, Wang Yue looked at his son and grandson and asked softly: "You two have conflicts so much."
Long time, are you ready?"
"alright!"
Zhuo Jian nodded.
Although the elders were very close to her, they were not her biological parents after all.
She knew that she had to take the right measures.
"Actually, Yan Ye is just a knife-like mouth and a tofu heart. He loves you miserably, but he may not be able to say it in his mouth. Do you think so?"
Wang Yue couldn't help asking her.
In fact, Fu Yanye has been depressed recently. How could Wang Yue, a mother-in-law, not feel it? But Zhuo Jian has no parents. She is also afraid that if she says too much, Zhuo Jian feels apart, so she has been enduring it until now that she dares to talk.
A few words.
"Well, he just has a different mind."
Zhuo Jian nodded and said.
"Yes, but, aren't you? Jian Jian, mom hopes that both of you will be well, you can't tolerate others in your heart, and there are cute little babies as cute as Chengcheng. How many people envy you, don't you?"
Wang Yue asked her with her hand.
"Mom, don't worry, we will have a good life."
Zhuo Jian knew Wang Yue’s thoughts, or the elders of the old house hoped that they could go on well, and no longer wanted to worry them.
After hearing this, Wang Yue happily touched her small face as big as a palm and whispered: "Be good, you have always been the most worry-free thing for us, not like that boy."
Soon Wang Yue went downstairs and saw Fu Yanye standing at the window with Chengcheng in his arms and looking at the scenery, then walked over and asked him: "I heard from the hospital that I was scared to death by you. Yanye, be a person, don't always
So cold.”
Fu Yanye looked out the window and said, "What do they do?"
"Men are too cold and women are insecure."
Wang Yue reminded him.
“…”
Fu Yanye's eyes were raised, but he didn't reply.
"Sometimes I really think, you two are divorced, but you are unhappy to be together, why should you force yourself to be together?"
Wang Yue admires his son's persistence.
"Who said we were unhappy? Only when we really separated would we be unhappy."
Fu Yanye quickly refuted.
"Oh, do you think so?"
Wang Yue smiled angrily.
Fu Yanye said upset: "You go, Chengcheng stay."
"How can that be? I can't separate myself from my grandson. Besides, can you two take care of your children well now?"
"Just leave and leave aunt here."
Fu Yanye said again.
The effect of the tangerine is huge.
Wang Yue looked at him again, and suddenly an idea popped up in his mind and asked him: "Son, have you ever told Jian Jian that I love you?"
“…”
"Girls like to listen to this kind of thing, why don't you try it?"