Fu Yanye was on the other end of the phone: "Hmm?"
"Husband, when I meet Sister Ruxiang, I will talk to her for a few words first. I'll talk about it later, Momo."
Zhuo Jian finished the phone call sweetly and leaned against the door and looked at Lin Ruxiang with a sweet look.
He smiled gently and gently, but his eyes were quiet and restrained, making people dare not get close to him easily.
Lin Ruxiang broke her teeth and swallowed it into her stomach, snorting coldly.
"Brother Rui, you don't stop me a little. Why did Yuan Man put Miss Lin there?"
Zhuo Jian smiled at Lin Ruxiang and asked Wang Rui.
"I didn't watch her."
Wang Rui's cooperation reply.
Yuan Man slowly withdrew his feet, his eyes remained sharp. After standing up, he turned around, but he was respectful: "Madam, I'm here to get the water bottle for the young master, and I saw this woman looking for trouble here."
Zhuo Jian saw Yuan Man like that and knew that Lin Ruxiang really disgusted Yuan Man. Zhuo Jian smiled and said to Lin Ruxiang: "Don't be too angry, fortunately I met Yuan Man. If Chang Xia saw you, I guess
You may be broken at the least, and you may fall downstairs at the worst."
Lin Ruxiang: “…”
"Don't be so rude to Miss Lin in the future?"
Zhuo Jian whispered to Yuan Man.
"yes!"
Yuan Man also pretended to agree, thinking to himself that I wouldn't beat her to death because I didn't want to go to jail.
"Zhuo Jian, I just came up and said hello."
Lin Ruxiang felt like a joke and immediately explained arrogantly.
"In the future, when Miss Lin cannot persuade her to leave, just ask the local security staff to drive her away. She is not worth dirtying our hands and feet."
Zhuo Jian ignored her, but just told Yuan Man and Wang Rui.
“…”
Lin Ruxiang looked at Zhuo Jian in shock.
But Yuan Man suddenly couldn't help laughing, "Yes."
That sound was very straightforward.
Wang Rui looked at Yuan Man's finally satisfied expression and couldn't help looking at her with pampering eyes.
As for Lin Ruxiang...
"Zhuo Jian, are we enemies?"
"If enemies are divided into levels, our hatred value should be quite high?"
"Yes, I do hate you, it was you who made me what I am now."
Seeing that Zhuo Jian did not hide the situation with her at all, Lin Ruxiang said gritting her teeth.
"It's obvious that you are doing something wrong and you have to rely on others. Lin Ruxiang, aren't you really afraid that you will die and don't even have someone to collect your corpse?"
Zhang Mingmei also poked her head out, looked at her with keen eyes and asked.
Lin Ruxiang was shocked when she saw Zhang Mingmei, "You two can actually get together. Humph, I'm not alone in the Lin family, but you guys are so angry, be careful."
Zhuo Jian just watched her speak harshly.
The hatred in Lin Ruxiang's eyes was undisguised.
In fact, Lin Ruxiang is in really bad health until now.
A person of 1.7 meters looks only over 80 pounds. Although he has put on makeup, he has nothing else in his eyes except hatred and looks very in a bad mood.
How did she live on?
Hatred?
Zhuo Jian suddenly understood this.
Lin Ruxiang walked a few steps with the wall and suddenly turned around, "Zhuo Jian, our war is still going on."
Zhuo Jian smiled: "Yes."
Lin Ruxiang hates her the most, always smiling, and turns around and leaves.
After she left, Zhuo Jian and Zhang Mingmei returned to the private room. Zhang Mingmei asked, "Has this person been pestering you like this?"
"I'm pretty scared sometimes."
Zhuo Jian held the teacup in his hand. When this sentence was said, her shoulders were shrinking.
Zhang Mingmei looked up at her, witnessed some things, and could understand Zhuo Jian's fear.
"Don't be too nervous. You bring the most powerful bodyguards everywhere you go. Besides, look at her like this. The Lin family is bankrupt. What else can she do? Now it's time to cross the street and everyone shouts about rats.
Just beat me, come and have fun when you see you, right?"
Zhang Mingmei said.
"I hope."
Zhuo Jian dared not take it lightly.
Zhang Mingmei looked at Zhuo Jian for a while and found that Zhuo Jian seemed to feel insecure in this matter, but she didn't say much.
Sometimes the more you talk about something that is insecure, the more nervous you are.
After the two of them finished their meal, they left the restaurant. Fu Yanye's car was parked there outside. Not far away, Fu Yanye was chatting with his friend in her arms holding Chengcheng.
After seeing this, Zhang Mingmei couldn't help but smile and said, "I really envy you couple, I'm leaving."
Zhuo Jian nodded to her, "Be careful on the road."
"good."
Zhang Mingmei carried her bag to find her car, and Zhuo Jian walked towards Fu Yanye and the others.
Fu Yanye turned to see her when he heard the voice. When he saw her, he said, "Come here and say hello. This is Zhao Lin. The girl who grandpa said last time was his sister."
Zhuo Jian raised his eyes to see the man who looked pretty good but was just a thin man, and nodded: "Hello."
"Sister-in-law is really beautiful. No wonder you don't go outside and do anything."
Zhao Lin joked.
"When did I do it?"
Fu Yanye immediately became serious.
Some things you have never done before, but you feel guilty when you are joked about them?
After chatting for a few more words, the couple got into the car with Chengcheng in their arms.
Fu Yanye was used to letting Chengcheng sit behind by himself, so Chengcheng naturally got used to it.
Zhuo Jian sat in front with him, and after he left the car, he couldn't help but look at her several times.
Zhuo Jian looked at him curiously: "Why are you looking at me all the time?"
"Are you okay?"
Fu Yanye asked.
Zhuo Jian thought about it, and after understanding it, he smiled, "What can I do? She will only suffer."
You don’t even need to mention someone’s name, you know who it is.
Fu Yanye felt relieved when he heard her say this and drove with peace of mind.
Zhuo Jian leaned gently on his shoulder and murmured: "I'm sleepy."
"Wash and go to bed when you get home."
Fu Yanye said.
"Um."
Zhuo Jian agreed and began to close his eyes and rest.
After the car returned to Shengyuan, not only Zhuo Jian fell asleep, but his son also slept in the back.
Fu Yanye smiled helplessly from the rearview mirror at Chengcheng's saliva after sleeping, and then looked at the woman sleeping against her shoulders. Her heart was soft and warm.
He gently held her hand, and the wedding rings on the two of them made him feel warmer.
It's autumn.
The wind outside is not as warm as it was the previous few days.
It seems that just a rain is missing, they can wear long sleeves.
Fu Yanye and her fingers were tightly clasped, and until Chengcheng started to hum and Zhuo Jian woke up, the hands of the two had to let go.
Zhuo Jian opened his eyes in a daze and turned his head to look at Chengcheng: "Has he been peeing again?"
"I'll go and have a look, let's go home and sleep?"
Fu Yanye looked at her with dark eyes and asked softly.
"Um."
Zhuo Jian felt a little excited.
After he got out of the car, Zhuo Jian came to his senses. Did they actually sleep in the car?
Soon the three of them returned inside together.
In the past, two people took the elevator, but later three people.
Maybe in the near future, there will be four.
Zhuo Jian snuggled up to Fu Yanye's shoulders, Fu Yanye held his son and stood firmly and let her lean on him.
After the two of them returned home, Zhuo Jian took a shower first, and after taking a shower, he became more energetic.
The phone rang, it was Zhang Mingmei's WeChat, telling her: "I have returned to Fanxing."
Zhuo Jian smiled unconsciously, looked up and saw that Chengcheng was already sleeping soundly on the small bed, leaned over and kissed him gently on his face.
Chengcheng is really just like the elders called it, and it is their treasure.
Fu Yanye returned to the bed after taking a shower, lay behind her and hugged her, whispering: "Are you sleepy?"
He didn't bring his pajamas to the bathroom, so when he came out, he took off the towel as soon as he entered the quilt, and he was covered with coldness on her.
Zhuo Jian wanted to bounce off the conditioned reflex.
Fu Yanye hugged her tightly, pressed her chin against her shoulders, and asked again in a low voice: "Are you sleepy?"