Zhuo Jian collapsed there, looking at the shiny knife.
Kill yourself?
Just that's fine?
Zhuo Jian looked up at him, "Do you keep your word?"
Fu Yanye only looked at her coldly, as if he would wait and see her next move.
Zhuo Jian knew that she could only follow him to get back to the children. She looked down at the knife and leaned forward.
Fu Yanye looked at her movements with his eyes.
When her hand was about to grab the knife, he suddenly rushed over and strangled her jaw again, "Zhuo Jian, are you really not afraid of death, are you?"
He wasn't even afraid of dying for the sake of his child?
Zhuo Jian no longer knows what to say to him.
Because no matter what he said, he would not give her the child.
Once she had this perception, she was just helpless and decadent in his hands and shed tears.
Fu Yanye hated her silence even more and pinched her jaw hard to curse: "In fact, I would rather see you in pain than letting you die."
He leaned closer to her, looked at the tears on her face indifferently, and soon he pushed her away with disgust.
He retreated to the sofa and sat down, looking at her even more disgusted.
Zhuo Jian knew that he had no choice but to do what he did?
Wang Rui?
Yes, Wang Rui and Yuan Man.
The children must have been taken away by them.
Otherwise, Chang Xia wouldn't have just been knocked out.
If it were both of them...
Zhuo Jian's eyes moved and he immediately got up and wanted to leave.
"Don't think about what news you get from Wang Rui and Yuan Man? Unless they want to be separated forever."
“…”
Zhuo Jian stopped and turned to look at him.
Fu Yanye looked up at her, not caring about the anger and resentment in her eyes at all. He could even laugh at her and say to her, "Go and experience the pain of losing your child again, don't do anything that makes me feel disgusted.
, otherwise you will see the twins again next time, and they may be their bodies."
“…”
Zhuo Jian's face turned pale, she couldn't believe what she heard.
Did he even have such a vicious thought?
For two newborn babies?
Zhuo Jian's eyes turned dark, but he rushed to him and rushed to him and held his shoulders.
Fu Yanye let her look at her so hatefully.
He thought that at this moment, the hatred of both of them towards each other was equally heavy.
He is calm, but also sharp.
Zhuo Jian tightened his shoulders. The place she had once relied on made her feel like a wall that could not be defeated. She hated his strength and her own weakness.
"Fu Yanye, if you dare to touch one of their fingers, I will show you the death."
Her chin was trembling, and she squeezed out from her teeth word by word.
"Will I care?"
Fu Yanye found it funny.
She still wants to threaten him today?
I didn't let her die just now, but I just didn't want to dirty my floor.
“…”
Zhuo Jian has no way to deal with him.
After he no longer cared about her, her life and death could not threaten him.
Zhuo Jian held his shoulders, and after a long time, tears came to his eyes before murmured, "Have you seen them before?"
Fu Yanye looked at her in pain, but his heart was cold. His gloomy eyes looked at her, "Why should I see that pair of dirty things?"
Zhuo Jian laughed and cried, begging him in a weak and hoarse voice: "Go and see them."
Fu Yanye felt like a tsunami was coming. What did she think?
When she asked him to see the dirty pair, did she think he would have any pity for the dirty pair?
No matter how cute a child is, he will not care about it as long as it is not his.
"Zhuo Jian, you really make me feel disgusted."
Fu Yanye raised his hand and held her arm, and pushed her down aside in an instant.
Zhuo Jian was hit by the sofa armrest on his waist. After a while of pain, he could only press his elbows against him and couldn't move.
She slowly raised her eyes to look at him, and she was completely disappointed, again.
"The most confused thing in my life, Fu Yanye, is that I think you will be wholeheartedly devoted. If I knew that there would be today, I wouldn't even move you."
His dark eyes looked at her, with undisguised disgust.
"Is there anything else? Say it all."
Zhuo Jian was in pain all over, or it was too painful, so she couldn't help laughing at him and asked him.
In fact, she didn't know what she was laughing at.
I just felt that he didn't completely vent.
If he lets all his hatred and regrets be expressed in his mind, will he feel that life is just like this and then let her go?
"What else can I say about you, a woman who can do as a husband? Huh?"
He looked at her in a blink of an eye, and suddenly spoke again after sneering, asking her: "What do you think of Zhao Ran? Since she came to work in the company, she would wait for me downstairs every night to prepare a loving meal for me, and I was injured.
When I took care of me considerately, how could I ask her to be a stepmother for Chengcheng?"
"What?"
Zhuo Jian became nervous again.
"In the future, our family of three will probably be very happy to live in Shengyuan, right?"
"Don't Chengcheng be kept in the old house by her parents?"
Zhuo Jian forgot the pain and even forgot the twins, and asked him incredibly.
"Hold in an old house? How can I do it? The child naturally has to live with his father and mother. At this age, as long as he spends a few days with Zhao Ran, he will treat Zhao Ran as his biological mother. We will definitely be very good in the future.
happiness."
"Fu Yanye, you are shameless."
Zhuo Jian scolded him anxiously.
Let Chengcheng live with Zhao Ran?
Zhao Ran would not regard Chengcheng as his own son.
The reason why she promised him to bring Chengcheng back was because she wanted to support the elders in the old house, not to let Chengcheng be the stepson for other women.
Lin Ruxiang would want to kill Chengcheng, wouldn’t Zhao Ran not?
Those women will not treat her son sincerely.
"When it comes to shamelessness, who can compare to your young lady of the Fu family? Get out of here, don't let me see you again."
"You give them back to me, and even Chengcheng."
She yelled at him in grief and anger.
"I'll tell you to get out. If you dare to appear in front of me again in the future, I'll make sure you won't see Chengcheng, and I'll make sure the bodies of the two children lie in front of you."
"Fu Yanye, you... um."
Zhuo Jian couldn't speak, and there was something hot in his throat. He tolerated it again and again, but he finally vomited it out.
She began to shiver in his black leather sofa and shivered, and the hot blood flowed out along her chin.
Fu Yanye looked straight at her with black eyes, and it took a few seconds to come back to his senses.
"Fu Yanye, are you a beast?"
She was weak and could barely say these words.
He sat next to him, like Wannian Han Bing motionless, staring at her and being unable to breathe.
What's wrong with her?
Are you going to die?
Fu Yanye's mind suddenly became blank, and he seemed to have been hit by something. Before she was about to get through, he suddenly rushed over.
"Zhuo Jian?Zhuo Jian."
Zhuo Jian thought she was about to die.
Otherwise, how could he hear him calling her so worriedly?
Her trembling hands raised up to touch his face.
Zhuo Jian remembered in his mind that he asked her to ask her if she loved him or not. At that time, he was so gentle and clingy...