Zhuo Jian glanced at him, sighed helplessly, and got out of the car.
Fu Yanye looked at her getting out of the car with a gaze, and had no choice but to give up first.
After entering the elevator, Zhuo Jian was distracted. He occasionally turned to look at her and his hands tightened in his pocket several times.
Zhuo Jian's mind was full of what he had just said.
Or should she personally tell him about the grudges and grudges between them over the past three years?
In fact, he obviously found out that they were all similar, but no one could know about the details of the two of them.
And those...
"Mother."
As the elevator drove, she hadn't come to her senses yet, when a little guy outside called her and rushed towards her.
Zhuo Jian bent down to hug him conditionedly. Fu Yanye looked down and felt helpless.
"Mom, Chengcheng misses you, Dad, Chengcheng misses you too."
Chengcheng thought his mother would lift him up, but she didn't pick him up. He had to look up at Fu Yanye and say again.
After all, he can't neglect his father.
Fu Yanye laughed dryly, then looked at Zhuo Jian.
In fact, he also thought Zhuo Jian picked up Chengcheng.
Zhuo Jian really worked hard, but he felt like he was dislocated on his shoulders and didn't pick him up.
"Are we going to be in the elevator all the time?"
He blocked the elevator door and asked them mother and son.
"Go and find dad to hold you."
Zhuo Jian said to Chengcheng softly.
Chengcheng shrank in her arms and looked at Fu Yanye. Fu Yanye looked at Zhuo Jian again, and then looked at his son again, which he should have hugged.
"bring it on."
Fu Yanye stretched out his hand.
Chengcheng ran over happily immediately. Of course, it is best for dad to hug him. Dad can kiss and hug him, and the most important thing is to lift him up.
Zhuo Jian saw Fu Yanye holding Chengcheng out first and then followed him slowly.
The aunt asked her in a low voice, “Does the young lady have a shoulder pain?”
"Maybe a little cold, it's okay, let's go."
Zhuo Jian responded in a low voice, following them with his aunt.
"Hurry up mom."
Chengcheng turned around and called Zhuo Jian.
Fu Yanye also looked back at her, Zhuo Jian smiled and followed, "Mom can't catch up with Chengcheng anymore."
"Mom can catch up."
Chengcheng clasped her hands together and told her, then suddenly hugged Fu Yanye's neck excitedly, which made him almost breathless.
But seeing the person who suddenly walked beside her, Fu Yanye couldn't help but turn his head and say to her: "You are chasing me now."
“…”
Who is chasing you?
Zhuo Jian looked at him a little embarrassedly.
The family of three entered the room. Chengqing Chengli, who was originally sitting on the carpet, heard the sound and started their crawling activities today without raising her head.
That scene...
Zhuo Jian felt very cute and couldn't help but giggle.
Fu Yanye was quite unhappy, but when she saw her smiling like a fool, she became happy again.
It seems that she will be very happy no matter what these three boys do.
Zhuo Jian walked over and squatted in front of them: "Don't crawl anymore, you two will become our special mops."
Chengqing Chengli didn't care, but she still sat up again when she saw her in front of her, and then reached out to her to hug her.
They are still younger, but the brothers like to go together in everything they do, so they can also ask their mother to hug them.
Zhuo Jian held one with one hand and squatted there with difficulty. The two brothers actually helped her stand up and stuffed them into her arms.
"Ah, baby."
Zhuo Jian couldn't bear the sudden attack and sat directly on the ground, but he still hugged them firmly without letting them fall.
"Are you hurt?"
Fu Yanye suddenly looked solemn, and had already put down Chengcheng, and then took a little guy in one hand and took it all out of her arms.
The two aunts rushed forward and took Chengqing and Chengli away.
Fu Yanye squatted down to help her, and Zhuo Jian's shoulders creaked in pain.
When Fu Yanye heard this, his brows frowned even more, and then he hugged her directly from the ground.
"Hey, what are you doing?"
Zhuo Jian was startled, but it was too late.
"Stay away from them later."
Fu Yanye walked in with her in her arms and said to her.
Zhuo Jian: "…"
"On the sofa or back to the room?"
Fu Yanye suddenly stopped after walking a few steps and asked her down.
"ah?"
"Take you back to your room and change your clothes before you get down?"
"Oh, let me go, it's not that I can't leave myself."
"Who was pushed down by a child a few months old?"
Fu Yanye asked back.
“…”
Zhuo Jian thought to you, will my son be pushed down to you, not mean that I am disabled?
"Where is going? If I don't say it, I'll take you back to my room."
“Summer, sofa.”
Zhuo Jian thought, it would be too ambiguous to go back to the room.
Now I don’t know whether he is an enemy or a friend, so he can’t be so close.
How did she know that the man who was kissed wanted to be kissed again?
In a private and uninhabited corner, kiss...
However, as soon as she asked, Fu Yanye took her to the sofa.
"What else do you have to hide from me?"
Putting her down, Fu Yanye squatted in front of her and looked at her helplessly and asked her.
"Um?"
"Hasn't you ever injured your ankle? You can't hold Chengcheng hard, and your shoulders have a root cause?"
Fu Yanye continued to ask.
"There's a little bit, but it's not serious."
At that time, she thought she would not be able to save her arm.
Fortunately, it was basically possible later, but I couldn’t be too tired or held too heavy.
Fu Yanye heard her say something a little bit, and his face looked even more ugly, "Give me your phone."
"I've changed my phone, too."
Zhuo Jian whispered to remind him.
"Give it to me."
Fu Yanye said again.
Zhuo Jian carried a bag and didn't want to give it to him.
"Do I take it myself?"
Fu Yanye asked her again.
"You might as well say you want to grab it. Is it better if you wait for you to remember it?"
“When did you think about it?”
He gets angry when he mentions this.
There was nothing in his mind that had been gone.
She had suffered such severe injuries and fell into the root of the disease. She gave birth to three children for him, but he had no memory of their life in his mind.
Zhuo Jian saw him holding back his anger and felt a little nervous, "If you know some things, you might be unhappy."
"But there is always a way to rescue you, better than knowing nothing now, like a mentally retarded person."
"You are the best person in the world."
No matter when, she still felt that he was really outstanding.
In just a while, he had already made the company's affairs clear. Isn't this enough to prove it?
"Will an excellent person bring his wife a root cause and want to divorce him?"
Fu Yanye really couldn't think of where he was outstanding.
"This only means that we may not be the most suitable lifelong companions for each other and cannot deny your excellence."
Zhuo Jian reminded him.
The huge space suddenly became silent.
There were obviously some people, but it seemed that there were only two of them, and other voices disappeared.
"I don't believe that I am really as good as you said, and you are willing to file for divorce from me."
He was calm and organized.
“…”
"If I were really good enough, I would never let you suffer a grievance."
Fu Yanye continued to swear.
"Actually, I suddenly realized that I would feel wronged. Why don't you? I'm not a qualified and good wife either."
Zhuo Jian felt that he was apologizing and couldn't help but blame himself.
But……
"Nonsense, what's wrong with me, a big man?"
Fu Yanye continued to say until the cell phone in his pocket rang.
It's Fu Yanqing.
He answered the phone and grabbed Zhuo Jian's hand and squeezed it, "What's the matter?"
Fu Yanqing: "Brother, don't forget to have dinner with me. I plan to go back."