At around 10 o'clock the next morning, Zhuo Jian woke up in a daze, and the cute face of his eldest son was attracted by his eyes.
Zhuo Jian was confused, but he couldn't help laughing, leaned over to him, murmured: "Baby."
"Mom, get up."
Chengcheng raised his hand and patted her on the shoulder and continued to call her.
"Let mom sleep for a while."
Zhuo Jian murmured, with a severe headache and didn't think of it at all.
But……
Her eyes that had just closed slowly opened again. Where is she?
Shengyuan?
Their home?
Zhuo Jian climbed up and raised his hand to stroke his forehead. It was a little hot, but it was not serious. Look around again.
It's not in their apartment.
Fu Yanye has not allowed her to sleep here for a while.
She lowered her eyes, and suddenly she thought that they went to Fanxing together last night, and then she had a drink with Zhao Ran, and then...
What else happened later?
Where is Fu Yanye?
A familiar voice suddenly came to Zhuo Jian's ear.
He said he was going on a business trip tomorrow.
Isn't it today?
Zhuo Jian got out of bed with Chengcheng in her arms, and after going out, he looked outside. Yuan Man and Chang Xiagang came out of the room with Chengqing Chengli. When they saw her, they said hello happily: "Young Madam, you are awake."
"Where is Fu Yanye?"
Zhuo Jian opened his mouth.
"The boss is on a business trip."
Yuan Man replied to her.
He actually left?
She had no idea at all.
Zhuo Jian was in a daze and a little uneasy.
He must have brought him back last night, why did he suddenly let her sleep there again?
Have you discovered your conscience?
Later, the aunt took Chengcheng to dinner, and she returned to the bedroom, picked up her phone, and there was a WeChat message lying inside.
"Let's talk seriously when I come back."
Talk seriously?
Zhuo Jian was a little angry at her loss last night. Why did she fight with Zhao Ran for drinking?
Too inspiring.
So much so that I don’t remember anything that happened last night.
But……
She went to the bathroom, looked at her bloodless face in the mirror, and saw something dirty on her long neck, leaned over to the mirror, raised her hand and touched it.
hiss!
pain.
Last night they both...
She was drunk and he didn't let her go?
Going further down, there are indeed kiss marks on the skin under the pajamas.
Zhuo Jian was a little annoyed, thinking that the reason he let himself stay overnight last night must be because she had no strength to move or fainted in his bed, otherwise how could he be so kind?
but……
She looked at herself in the mirror, her mind was blank, but when she met her eyes, she felt that it would be too arbitrary to think of him like this.
Ouyang Ping once said that everyone thought that after Chengcheng had an accident, she was not only sad, but also Fu Yanye was not a bad life?
Of course she knew he wouldn't be well.
After all, it was his biological son.
She was angry because she hated him, and she really hated him.
At the moment when something happened, she really felt that he didn't love her at all, nor did he love Chengcheng.
There were cracks between them, as if they could no longer be repaired.
She even felt that separation was the best way to let each other go.
But he didn't plan that much.
He can always try his best to keep their marriage going.
What happened last night?
She couldn't tell whether what he said to Zhao Ran was true or false.
Was it a turnaround last night?
If she really lost, would he really take Zhao Ran away?
Then their husband and wife fate will really come to an end.
It’s good to talk, they need to have a good talk.
Zhuo Jian figured it out and began to wash.
The aunt walked in from outside and began to clean up.
Zhuo Jian raised his eyes and saw her carrying some clothes out of the dirty clothes basket, turned to look at the garbage bag she was holding, and couldn't help asking: "What are you doing?"
"The young master said he didn't want these clothes."
Auntie replied to her.
Zhuo Jian wiped his hands, walked up to pick up his coat and looked at him. This was the suit he wore yesterday, why don’t he want it?
Have you ever had a cleansing disease again?
Or do you dislike her for staining his clothes?
Zhuo Jian smelled his coat, and it was indeed a bit alcoholic, and there was...
Not familiar perfume scent?
It seems...
She smelled it again, was it Zhao Ran’s perfume smell?
The scene of Zhao Ran pounced on his arms suddenly appeared in his mind, but he thought that the smell of wine was greater than that of perfume, and what he hated was the smell of wine.
If he wants to throw it, throw it away.
The cell phone rang outside, and she went to answer the phone. It was Zhang Mingmei.
Zhang Mingmei said: "Last night, your husband took you away, Zhao Ran said that Fu Yanye threatened her. If you get closer, Fu Yanye would make his brother's company bankrupt. Do you know this?"
"have no idea."
Zhuo Jian's mind was a little confused. Her memory was that Fu Yanye leaned into talking to Zhao Ran on the TV station, so ambiguous.
Could it be that she misunderstood?
In fact, she once concluded that Zhao Ran was a type that Fu Yanye didn't like, and Zhao Ran's ambitions were written in her eyes, too revealing.
But Fu Yanye said last night that he would take whoever wins.
"A Jian, I think your husband is a straight man and will not express his feelings for you. In fact, he loves you very much. Don't always fight with him anymore. You two have three cute babies, so you should be fine.
Live on earth.”
"He was on a business trip, and he said he would have a good talk with me when he came back."
In fact, she had long wanted to have a good talk. They could never sit down and talk face to face, and they were so intense every time.
"Well, the year when Chengcheng disappeared, he actually had a bad life. Every time he saw him, he always felt that there was a dark cloud above his head and he was not angry at all. For a while, I even thought that he might have been.
I will torture myself to death. Fortunately, I later learned that Chengcheng is fine. Ah Jian, there is no love for no reason in this world, nor will there be hatred for no reason. The hatred of both of you for each other is because you love too much, right
?”
“…”
Zhuo Jian couldn't reply to her words for a long time, and later hung up the phone and asked herself, do you still love him?
She didn't go to work that day, and when she was playing with her children at home, they slept, she went to the study to write an article.
At night, Yuan Man asked her to go soak her feet.
Zhuo Jian looked up at her: "Can you stop shooting tonight? I want to get a manuscript."
"No, the boss told us before leaving, asking us to keep an eye on you to have a good meal and soak your feet every day. By the way, he has arranged for you an old Chinese doctor. We will go to the hospital tomorrow and ask the old Chinese doctor to help you take your pulse again
When I prescribed medicine, the boss said that I could soak my whole body."
“…”
Zhuo Jian listened, it was a bit incredible.
Yuan Man grabbed his neck awkwardly: "This is not the original words, but that's what it means."
Zhuo Jian had no choice because Yuan Man had to take pictures.
She soaked her feet while typing, asking Yuan Man to pat her feet.
At around twelve o'clock at night, Zhuo Jian still couldn't sleep, and his heart was always indifferent. He picked up his cell phone and looked at the time, thinking that he didn't know if he had arrived.
I wanted to send him a message, but suddenly a news popped up.
A passenger plane flying to BL crashed and thirty-five people have been confirmed to be killed.