Fu Yanye walked to her and stopped. Seeing that she was unwilling to look at her, she was not angry. She just glanced at the back of her neck, then took off her coat and put it on her directly from behind her, "And
Do you want to sit for a while?”
Zhuo Jian's neck was surrounded by warmth, and his throat moved unconsciously, but he looked down at his hands and still didn't speak to him.
Fu Yanye sat down beside her and reached out to shake her hand.
Zhuo Jian saw it and was about to break free, but he held her hands tightly.
"I'll warm you up with my hands so cold."
Fu Yanye explained, holding her hand toughly.
Zhuo Jian still wanted to leave his hand from his palm, so Fu Yanye simply pressed her into his arms and locked her, "I know what you are thinking, but Zhuo Jian is impossible."
His voice was restrained, forbearing, and irresistible.
He wanted to make peace with her as before, and he knew it was difficult, but he really didn't want her to push him away again.
Zhuo Jian pushed him hard, and continued to remain silent.
"Zhuo Jian."
He called her to the pain, clamped her arms under his arms, and hugged her tightly.
Zhuo Jian was so embarrassed that he couldn't breathe, and finally asked him: "What should you do to let me go?"
"I will never do this life."
Fu Yanye looked down at her, and saw that her eyes were full of hatred and determination to part with him. He hugged her again in his arms, looking at the place where the sunset was set.
Zhuo Jian was tired of being trapped by him and stopped moving. He lay on his chest without temper. Later, the setting sun completely fell, and Fu Yanye picked her up from the chair and hugged her directly.
Chang Xia, Yuan Man and Wang Rui were farther away from them this time, and watched them enter the elevator and use another elevator to go upstairs.
Zhuo Jian was in his arms and had no hope.
She thought, or they shouldn't continue to suppress themselves anymore.
They're going to make a break.
She behaved and then when she got to the room, she looked at him even more indifferently.
Fu Yan squatted in front of her in the middle of the night, held her hands warmed, and said to her: "I'll have someone come here to do a physical therapy later."
"Sheng Xin and I are sleeping."
Zhuo Jian looked at him and finally said what he didn't say last night.
“…”
Fu Yanye was silent, and his dark eyes looked straight at her.
"Sheng Xin and I are sleeping."
She repeated the same way, still so lightly.
"Zhuo Jian."
Fu Yanye was still holding her hand, and his thin lips slightly opened.
"Although the child is yours, Sheng Xin and I have just slept."
"You have to do this?"
Fu Yanye couldn't listen, and his black eyes looked at her with deep eyes and questioned.
"It was raining that night, and I took the initiative to go to his room."
“…”
"I hate you, I feel so much that I feel so angry. I want to take revenge on you. That is the most direct and fastest way I think of."
Zhuo Jian continued to speak stubbornly, and his eyes were still determined.
"To separate from me, you even have this kind of..."
"You have to believe that I really did this kind of thing, just like I really believe that you will find a stepmother for Chengcheng. Fu Yanye, you refuse to let me go, thinking we can go back to the past?
No more, what you want is nothing more than the harmony of family as outsiders, but that is what you want, not what I, Zhuo Jian, want, leave."
Zhuo Jian said.
Fu Yanye looked at her with dark eyes and didn't speak again for a long time.
She hated him.
She takes revenge on him.
She thought he could die.
Why do you have to do this?
He slowly stood up, bent over, and slowly grabbed her thin shoulders with both hands: "Do you think I will believe you say that? Let me tell you, even if you really slept with Sheng Xin, I, Fu Yanye
I also swear that you will never escape from my control in this life.”
He said word by word, without rushing, but poured out heavily.
Zhuo Jian looked at him and sneered: "What do you want? Let me and you pretend to be an ordinary couple in front of outsiders?"
"As long as you are not afraid of the children being sad, you can do whatever you want, but I tell you that even if you are out of the hospital in two days, you will be within my surveillance and want to leave? Unless I die."
"Fu Yanye!"
She called him hated.
Why should he be so persistent?
"In the future, when the children find out that our relationship between us will be broken long ago, when you ask, you will tell them yourself that you gave your body to another man and your heart to that bastard."
He suddenly said this sentence very heavily, one word heavier than another.
He hated it too.
That man named Sheng Xin.
It disturbed his originally peaceful life.
"Would I tell Chengcheng that his father would remain indifferent even when he saw him die."
“…”
"I still want me to tell the children that their father has never loved me, but a woman named Lin Ruxiang."
"Zhuo Jian."
He suddenly yelled out her name, pressed her on the bed, knelt on both sides of her slender waist, leaned over, and pinched her weak jaw with his hands.
At this time, as long as he exerts a little force, her jaw will undoubtedly be broken.
"Lin Ruxiang was already at a desperate situation at that time. I could kill her, but you were lying weakly in my arms, covered in mess. How could you kill her? How could you do that when the child who fell for Chengcheng fell down?
Say I'm indifferent?"
The warm starlight floating in Fu Yanye's black eyes, he looked at the woman beneath him who hated him and wanted to part ways with him.
In her heart, is he really that ruthless and indifferent?
Fu Yanye's breathing was a little trembling. When tears were falling in the corners of her eyes, he couldn't help but pressed against her forehead, slowly moved his hand away from her jaw, and asked her sadly: "Has Chengcheng been born to
At that time, did you really not see my fatherly love for him?"
If he really had fatherly love, he would not have watched his child die and remained unmoved.
She believed everything, she only knew that he was so determined in front of her, and did not move.
"Zhuo Jian, please don't erase all our previous relationships because of one thing?"
His words are very light.
It was even more of a consultation and a prayer.
He no longer wanted to say these words that made each other hate each other through his heart.
They should have a good talk. When the orange falls, they are all extremely sad, and their eyes are dark, and they all love orange deeply.
That was the flesh that fell from her body. He loved her as himself, so how could he not love the child she gave birth to him?
She had clearly seen everything before, and saw that the father and son had a strong relationship, but because of that incident, she wiped out all his previous good things.
"Let me go."
Zhuo Jian only murmured three words.
He pressed against her forehead and whispered: "No, I have already set up a net of heaven and earth, and I will never let you leave my sight."