Zhuo Jian coaxed him softly and kissed him a few times in the face.
Chengcheng's crying stopped, but she still sobbed excitedly.
"Why don't you cry when you hug me?"
Wang Yue was shocked when she saw it, but her heart was no longer as uncomfortable as before. Her heart was about to break her heart just now.
Zhuo Jian sat down with Chengcheng in her arms, Chengcheng hugged her, "Mom, Mom."
"Mom is here, baby, don't be sad, mom is here."
Zhuo Jian coaxed him, and soon Chengcheng fell asleep in her arms.
Wang Yue looked at it from the side and sighed helplessly, "How is this good? This child cried to look for you early in the morning."
"I feel a little hot when I touch it. Do you have a fever? Auntie, please help me get a thermometer."
Zhuo Jian disturbed the aunt standing next to him.
"Oh, I'll go right away."
"I measured him earlier, thirty-seven degrees five, a little high, but the crying was so heartbreaking."
Wang Yue will feel panic whenever she hears Chengcheng crying. It seems that something bad will happen to Chengcheng cry every time, which scares her.
Zhuo Jian looked at Chengcheng sleeping lightly in her arms, gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and whispered: "Children will also be in a bad mood."
Zhuo Jian moved a little, and Chengcheng got into her arms again.
The aunt used a thermometer to help measure her body temperature, and it was already 38 degrees and 5 degrees.
Zhuo Jian's heart suddenly sank, but he was still at ease. He should take medicine and cool down.
But no matter what, Chengcheng's eyelids didn't open her eyes and just held them in her arms.
Zhuo Jian hugged her for a day. When it was almost dark, Chengcheng was being fed porridge by her aunt, and she answered Sheng Xin's call.
Sheng Xin laughed unconsciously as she listened to her words: "It seems that the boy has a good way to keep you, but don't forget that there are two hungry people waiting for you here, and they both need you even more."
"I know, but I probably can't go back tonight."
She couldn't leave. Chengcheng's eyes were swollen and she had not yet subsided. The high fever subsided for a few hours before it repeated.
"I know it's despicable for me to say this, but Ah Jian, I still hope you will come back soon. The two brothers need you more, or..."
"Or what?"
"You are actually worried about Fu Yanye."
Sheng Xin coaxed the two brothers in the cradle. These two brothers were easy to coax. They didn't even know how to call their mothers. They ate after eating and ate after sleeping.
"I don't have one, I won't explain it to you now. Thank you both for your hard work."
Zhuo Jian looked at Chengcheng's big tears and kept looking at her, and kept smiling.
Finally hung up the phone, she walked to Chengcheng again and took the aunt's bowl: "I'll feed him."
"Why."
The aunt agreed and walked out.
Under the care of her mother, Chengcheng felt much better. After eating and playing for half an hour, she fell asleep in a drowsy way again.
After the aunt went downstairs, she couldn't help but mutter: "It's strange."
"What's strange?"
The housekeeper asked her curiously.
The aunt raised her eyes and saw that it was the housekeeper, and said, "Mrs. Young lady called the man, and I heard her say thank you to the man."
"What's strange about this?"
"It sounds very polite. Anyway, when the young lady talks to this person, it is different from when she talks to our young master. She is a little polite and indifferent?"
The aunt muttered while thinking.
The butler frowned: "Hey, it may be a bad fate."
"Will the young lady play the role of that man?"
The aunt suddenly had an idea and asked the butler happily.
"Do you think it's filming a TV series? Besides, can you act other than that, can your children act? Don't forget what your wife said, they have twins."
Butler reminds.
"What if the twins belong to the master?"
The aunt retorted unconvincedly.
"How could it be the young master? You haven't heard that the young lady has only given birth to a month this time, and she and the young master had already separated at that time."
The housekeeper reminded her again.
Of course, the housekeeper also had a lot of fantasies, but in the end, he made sure that he was thinking too much.
Wang Yue heard what they said when he came out of the kitchen, and his eyebrows and eyes were also tightened.
Why do I suddenly feel that something is wrong?
What exactly did she not expect?
Wang Yue thought about it and went upstairs. Zhuo Jian coaxed Chengcheng to sleep. She walked up and asked softly: "How is it?"
Zhuo Jian then got up, tidied up his clothes and whispered back to her: "It's better."
Wang Yue bent down and touched Chengcheng's face. He felt a little hot. He sighed in distress and said in a low voice: "God, please be better soon, I don't know what that boy Fu Yanye is doing.
, I didn't answer the phone."
Zhuo Jian heard the words Fu Yanye, and was silent for a while, and said softly: "Secretary Wu said something happened to the company and he was on a business trip. He was probably still on the plane at this time."
Wang Yue nodded as he heard this, and couldn't help but look at Zhuo Jian again and asked, "Then, are you not divorced yet?"
"It seems like it's going to be another day."
Zhuo Jian nodded.
Wang Yue couldn't tell me what was going on, but he didn't feel regretful or unhappy.
After returning to the room, I couldn't help but mutter to Fu Zhengzhi: "They are not yet separated, and I don't know what's going on. Why am I still a little happy?"
As soon as Fu Zhengzhi finished taking a shower, he sat down beside the bed and responded to her: "What else can happen? I hope they are good, after all, my grandson cannot live without my mother."
When he talked about Chengcheng, Wang Yue felt heartbroken again, walked over and sat next to him and said, "Yes, since Jian Jian came over, Chengcheng has been hanging on her. You said that if he knew that his parents were going to get divorced,
How uncomfortable it is."
"Fortunately he is not sensible yet. I'll teach Yan Ye well in the future, so that he can't be so indifferent. He has to have a good relationship with Jian Jian for his son."
"Yes, for my baby grandson, I have to talk to him a few more times. By the way, I heard that a girl in their company has been very close to him recently..."
The couple chatted before going to bed.
But later the moon hung in the sky, and they entered their dreams.
But Zhuo Jian didn't sleep much all night and put a heat-relieving patch on Chengcheng, but he always pulled it down, so she kept holding him and not letting him touch it.
Later, Chengcheng's fever subsided, and she was already exhausted.
A pair of feet touched the ground, without any strength.
I think I walked too much yesterday.
She pursed her lips so much that it hurt so much, as if she had been cut by something.
When I went to the bathroom, I found that I was getting angry. I had some time when my mouth cracked and my dry blood was still there.
She washed and found that she had some pus flowing, but there was no way.
I remembered that there was ointment in the master bedroom, but...
I can't be so embarrassed. Maybe I'll just apply some ointment. She didn't hesitate for too long and took Chengcheng who had just woken up to the master bedroom.
There were no photos of them in the master bedroom, but there was no change in the bed. Chengcheng's small bed was moved to the window, and it was probably not used later.
I heard that he has been back to sleep with Chengcheng.
So what about last night?
If he had come back early last night to sleep with Chengcheng, he might not have had a car accident.
Zhuo Jian felt upset when he thought of him.
After opening the drawer on the bedside table, she found the ointment and took Chengcheng to the bathroom.
All the skin care products used by women in it are gone.
It should be said that everything about her, even a toothbrush, no longer exists.
Good.
Zhuo Jian opened the ointment and touched it on his mouth. He couldn't help but wonder, why did he throw this away?
Chengcheng sat on the sink and grabbed something and played with it. When Zhuo Jian looked down, he found that he was playing with his toothbrush. Well, the toothbrush fell on his diapers and then fell on his feet.
, and then on the ground.
Zhuo Jian looked down at the toothbrush that fell to the ground, blinked, and then looked at her son with some appreciation.