Chapter 838 A man's mouth is the most unbelievable
He left.
But just leave. Just after she figured it out, he suddenly stopped and turned to look at her.
Although Zhuo Jian couldn't see his face clearly, he knew that he had turned around.
Fu Yanye fell back, and soon, a large black umbrella was supported on her head.
"Not for you, for my daughter in your belly."
Fu Yanye looked at her with black eyes and explained.
"Who cares about it?"
Zhuo Jian said lightly, and after that, he stepped out.
When Fu Yanye saw her walking into the rain, he could only strode to follow, raise his arm, and put his arm on her shoulder to her, and hug him domineeringly.
Zhuo Jian struggled for a few times but didn't struggle.
However, the rain is getting heavier and heavier.
They can all hear it.
The raindrops hit the umbrella, and they also hit their hearts hard.
The two looked at each other without saying anything.
At that moment, Zhuo Jian suddenly felt hot and his eyes were blurred.
Fu Yanye only said very coldly: "Go home first and then make trouble."
Go home and make trouble again?
He thought she was making a fuss?
OK, she will show him.
After she got home, she kicked her shoes aside and walked in barefoot.
Fu Yanye looked at the door, thinking that she was really nonsense.
This is winter.
He changed his shoes, took her slippers and walked over.
Zhuo Jian sat on the sofa. When he saw him approaching, he deliberately ignored him, but accidentally saw the shoes he placed at his feet.
"Do I want you to put it on?"
Fu Yanye squatted beside her legs, looking straight at her with black eyes and asking her.
Zhuo Jian glanced at him and kicked himself in.
Who cares about him wearing it?
Fu Yanye didn't say anything and sat down on her side.
"Are you hungry? Can I cook something to eat?"
Fu Yanye asked her.
Zhuo Jian listened, but did not look at him or replied.
Fu Yanye sighed helplessly, got up, took off his coat and put it neatly on one side, and then walked into the kitchen with his shirt sleeves.
Zhuo Jian leaned into the sofa, feeling upset.
How did he do it? In this case, he is still in the mood to cook?
And didn't he have a headache at that time?
When Zhuo Jian remembered that he had a headache, he threw everything else aside, got up and walked slowly to the kitchen to look at him.
Fu Yanye turned to see her and asked her, "Is there anything wrong?"
"If you feel uncomfortable, don't do it."
"Do you really care about me, or are you just being polite to me?"
Fu Yanye questioned her uncertainly.
Although his voice was a questioning tone, the person who listened was not comfortable.
Did she be polite to him?
"If I really care about you, you don't have to think too much. It's not that I still have fantasies about you, I'm just for my daughter who is related to you and our common son."
Zhuo Jian suddenly remembered what he said at that time and handed it to him.
Fu Yanye looked at her and smiled helplessly for a long time.
After all, there is still a heart between them.
That short and wonderful time was simply unrealistic.
Fu Yanye smiled and said, "We don't care, but my daughter can't go hungry in your stomach, go out and wait for food."
"Since you care so much about your daughter, then you do it well, she is picking her appetite."
Zhuo Jian was not polite when he heard that he was talking about his daughter again, so he left after that.
Fu Yanye thought to himself, is it my daughter picky or you picky? I don’t know?
Zhuo Jian has been very picky recently. He doesn't force himself to stuff things he doesn't like to eat.
They are very similar in this regard.
He has always been like this.
Zhuo Jian sat on the sofa for a while, and the little guy moved around in her belly, making her tired and helpless, and finally she smiled softly.
"Baby, what are you trying to do? Are you so happy to hear him say that cooking for you? Don't be fooled by his sweet words, a man's mouth is the most trustworthy."
Zhuo Jian gently touched his stomach and spoke to his daughter inside.
She has been like this since she was a child. His words of intentional or unintentional, whether true or false, would make her heart stick to him, but what was the final result?
Fu Yanye went out to bring her hot water, and when he heard her words, he stood behind her and sighed helplessly.
Zhuo Jian didn't hear footsteps until he bent over and placed the water cup on the table that she knew he was coming.
"Do you describe me to your daughter like this when you are alone?"
He asked her patiently.
Zhuo Jian suddenly felt guilty for some reason, but soon he said nothing about it: "It depends on his mood."
Fu Yanye stood on one side and laughed helplessly, saying, "Drink while it's hot."
Zhuo Jian's eyes looked at the steaming water and did not move.
Fu Yanye turned around and returned to the kitchen.
Zhuo Jian took a deep breath, then leaned over to get the water and drank it.
He still poured water for two people who could not get through her?
That's right, do they care about their daughter now?
If she wasn't pregnant now, he wouldn't care about her.
Zhuo Jian drinks water and is naturally "enjoyed".
After all, he has to take care of his daughter, and his daughter is now in her belly.
After drinking the water, Zhuo Jian looked outside, and suddenly felt the urge to fly away.
It's a pity that there are no wings.
After lunch too late, Zhuo Jian rested in the bedroom all afternoon until Ouyang Ping arrived.
Fu Yanye opened the door and was also a little confused when he saw Ouyang Ping: "Is there something wrong?"
"Mr. Fu's hospitality method is a bit unfriendly. I'll come to see your wife."
Ouyang Ping explained, then went straight in from his side.
Fu Yanye turned his head and looked at his wife, carrying ten carrots.
Ouyang Ping went upstairs, and Zhuo Jian called Fu Yanye, "Please help me make a cup of coffee and fruit."
After she finished speaking, she hung up the phone. Fu Yanye had just read the news for less than two minutes and got up to go to the kitchen again.
Ouyang Ping sat on the sofa, looking at Zhuo Jian so coldly asking for things, and couldn't help but smile and ask her: "Aren't you afraid that he will be angry?"
"I don't care if he is angry or not. By the way, why did you come here suddenly?"
"You need to say it? Of course I heard that you went to the Civil Affairs Bureau. Why did you do it so seriously again?"
Ouyang Ping stared at her and asked.
Zhuo Jian got out of bed, walked to her side and sat down, touched her stomach and sighed, "He said he could go."
Ouyang Ping looked at Zhuo Jian's face as if he was silent, and asked her: "Then you two are now..."
"Probably Brother Rui called Brother Su Bai and said that he was not going to do it, so we both ran to his place."
"Well."
Ouyang Ping smiled helplessly.
"I don't think we're going to have a divorce or quarrel."
Zhuo Jian muttered himself, and it was also a comment.
"No, how many times has this been?"
Ouyang Ping agrees.
"Sister, do you think he really agrees to divorce me?"
"You really want to leave?"
Ouyang Ping looked at her and asked.
Zhuo Jian shrugged and chuckled helplessly.
Now, she actually feels that it is okay to divorce or not.
Life will continue as usual.
At the beginning, I received his divorce agreement and made a decision, and I had to try my best to persuade myself. There was too much sadness, but now, it really doesn't matter.
Divorce is also a matter of life, and it is also a matter of life without divorce.
Anyway, it won't hinder anything.
"It doesn't matter. If he wants to leave us, he will leave. If he doesn't want to leave, he will forget it if he doesn't provoke me. If he provokes me..."
"What?"
Ouyang Ping heard her suddenly stop and looked at her again.
"My money should be enough to sue him now."
“…”
"And I have a lot of guarantee letters and videos, which should be evidence that will make me win."
Zhuo Jian said in a low voice.
Ouyang Ping looked at her and suddenly felt that this little girl had really become smarter in the past few years.
Until someone knocked on the door panel at the open door.
The two of them looked in that direction, and then their brains were a little hypoxia.