"Su Bai became disabled in a car accident not long ago, Zhuo Jian..."
"What are you doing? Are you asking for punishment? Worrying that Lin Ruxiang will be destroyed by me?"
“…”
Fu Yanye suddenly felt angry and didn't know where to spread it.
Zhuo Jian looked at him with anger.
"Mrs. Young lady, medicine."
The aunt came with a bowl of Chinese medicine and put it on the coffee table for Zhuo Jian.
Zhuo Jian sat on the sofa and looked at the bowl of medicine, and said angrily: "Don't drink it."
"Mrs. I didn't drink it last night. This medicine must be persisted to work."
The aunt carefully reminded her, then looked at Fu Yanye standing in front.
Fu Yanye held his waist helplessly with both hands, and then signaled his aunt to step down.
After the aunt left, Fu Yanye walked to her side and sat down, holding the bowl in front of her: "Drink the medicine first."
"Don't drink."
Zhuo Jian turned his head and ignored him.
"How could I worry about her? I worry about you."
Fu Yanye explained helplessly.
Zhuo Jian's eyes drooped, and then he looked outside but didn't want to look at him.
Every time she and Lin Ruxiang have an accident, he cares about Lin Ruxiang.
This time, when I learned about the situation at that time, I questioned her.
"What if something happens to you, what will happen to me and my three sons?"
Fu Yanye explained patiently again.
Zhuo Jian lowered his eyes when he heard this.
"I swear I'm not worried about her. Can I take the medicine first? It will be even harder to drink when the medicine is cold."
"I want to drink it."
The person who was still angry was so awkward that he refused to look back.
Fu Yanye had no choice but to come to her, "Then I'll drink it in my mouth to feed you?"
“…”
Zhuo Jian's face suddenly turned red, and he turned around and glared at him and was about to get up.
"If you don't drink the medicine, you won't let you go anywhere."
Fu Yanye held her with one hand and let her sit there and move.
Zhuo Jian looked at him head-on this time, "I can take medicine, what do you mean?"
"I'm worried that something happened to you. Su Bai, a man who can't move his legs and wants to commit suicide. What about you?"
"I won't."
Zhuo Jian said to him willfully.
"That's because nothing happened to you."
Fu Yanye said.
"I was almost disabled at that time. Fu Yanye, if you dare to rape me for Lin Ruxiang, we will end it."
Zhuo Jian looked at him stubbornly, and said clearly word by word, his eyes were inexplicably blurred by the pricks.
Finish?
Fu Yanye frowned, seeing her being so stubborn.
"If you don't believe it, let's go and see."
After Zhuo Jian finished speaking, he took the bowl from his hand and drank the medicine.
Traditional Chinese medicine is bitter.
But this is the best medicine prescribed by traditional Chinese medicine in China, which makes her body better.
One day she suddenly realized that she had no choice but to be healthy in many things, but her body must be healthy.
So she endured the annoying bitterness and quickly finished the medicine.
Fu Yanye looked at her and took the bowl.
Zhuo Jian leaned over and put the bowl directly on the coffee table.
Fu Yanye: “…”
"I'm ready to drink, I'm going upstairs to go to bed with my son."
“…”
"You are not allowed to go to the master bedroom."
Zhuo Jian stood up, looked at him condescendingly, and after that, he walked around the sofa and left.
Fu Yanye suddenly leaned on the sofa tiredly.
"Auntie, do you still have sugar? The medicine is so bitter."
Zhuo Jian went to the kitchen.
"I'm suffering?"
Fu Yanye took the pillow next to him and hugged it, and he was indifferent to life.
Half an hour later, Fu Yanye walked to the bedroom door and knocked on the door gently. The door immediately opened from inside.
Zhuo Jian opened the door and stood inside with a bottle in his arms, looking at him with clear eyes, all indifferent, "You sleep in the guest room."
"Didn't we agree that the children should sleep in their own rooms and I've gone back to the bedroom? You can't let me sleep in the guest room just because I'm worried about your car accident? Is our wife unhappy?"
Fu Yanye looked at her with a dark eyes, and said to her with a good temper.
"Why am I so generous? But there is one thing I want to tell you, you used to like prying doors."
"Meaning, can I pry the door in?"
"If you dare to pry the door, I will take my son... back to the old house."
Zhuo Jian almost said that when he returned to his parents' home, but then he thought that he had no parents' home, but Wang Yue agreed to be her strong backing.
Fu Yanye looked at her and couldn't help but chuckled.
This temper is stubborn enough.
"Bang."
Then there was a solid sound of closing the door.
Because she didn't exert force because her two sons were inside, but Fu Yanye felt that it was too heavy.
Why did he become an outsider again?
Chengcheng took the initiative to ask to sleep in his room, held the bottle and watched his father standing outside the door of the master bedroom, and called him: "Dad, sleep together."
Fu Yanye looked down at Chengcheng and smiled helplessly, "Then Dad will accompany you."
Chengcheng felt that he was accompanying his poor father.
Fu Yanye stepped forward and hugged him. He then held the bottle and drank milk. After giving his old father a glance, he suddenly sent the pacifier to his old father's mouth.
Fu Yanye reflexed and avoided backwards.
"Dad."
Chengcheng held the bottle and sent it directly to his nose.
“…”
Fu Yanye's facial features were immediately distorted.
“…”
Chengcheng was also shocked.
He got his pacifier dirty, whispered, his milk couldn't be drunk, he hadn't drunk enough.
A few minutes later, Fu Yanye changed his pacifier again. Chengcheng stood on the bed wearing his cartoon pajamas and hugged the bottle and drank the milk. Then he couldn't help but look at his father.
Dad is unhappy.
Are you unhappy if your father is kicked out by his mother?
While thinking about it, Chengcheng tried to give his father a sip of milk, but when he thought that his pacifier was stained by his father just now, he did not send it out in the end, and he cherished his own milk.
"Lying down first, I'll take a shower before I'll accompany you."
"good."
Chengcheng agreed, and Fu Yanye went to take a shower.
But Fu Yanye didn't expect that when he finished washing, Chengcheng was still sitting on the bed waiting for him, holding a children's painting book in his hand.
Fu Yanye walked in and asked him, "Are you sleepy?"
"I'm sleepy, but I have to wait for my dad."
Chengcheng looked at his father with innocent big eyes and explained.
“…”
Fu Yanye looked at him with dark eyes, and suddenly his heart felt warm.
This kid.
Chengcheng put down the book, then turned around and crawled into the quilt, lay on his pillow, and then patted the pillow next to him.
My mother is with him more, but it doesn’t mean he doesn’t want to sleep with his father.
Fu Yanye looked at his little movements, wondering if he asked his father to sleep with him like this when he was a child, but he still lay down and gently put his hand on his shoulder, "Go to sleep."
"Good night Daddy."
Orange whispered in a low voice.
"Good night."
Fu Yanye looked at him and whispered softly.
Chengcheng closed her eyes, but her long eyelashes trembled.
Fu Yanye looked at him like that and always felt that he was waiting for something, but he didn't know what he was waiting for.
"Dad, kiss."
Chengcheng opened her eyes and pointed to her forehead.
“…”
Forget it if you were kicked out of the master bedroom by a woman, but you still have to be forced to own a son?