"Mrs. Young Madam, I just saw the boss fall down and his face looked ugly. Well, I got up and had already gone to the meeting. But I was a little worried, so I would like to ask for your opinion."
Wu Fei called Zhuo Jian to ask.
"I have no objection."
Zhuo Jian tightly squeezed the fabric of the quilt, but said lightly.
"Oh, that..."
"Please pay more attention to observation. If something happens... call me again."
When Zhuo Jian heard that Wu Fei was about to hang up the phone, he immediately added another sentence.
"Okay, madam, don't worry too much. I will report to you in time if there is any problem."
Wu Fei finally breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this.
"Don't report to me."
Zhuo Jian was a little angry and at a loss after hearing this.
Wu Fei hung up the phone and turned to look at Fu Yanye. She turned on the speakerphone. Just now, Fu Yanye heard it all. Seeing her turn around, she just said, "Go and do your business first."
"yes."
Wu Fei quickly ran away.
It's not scary to call your wife.
It was really scary to be stared at by the boss in front of the boss and talked to the wife on the phone. Her hair was standing up all over her body.
Zhuo Jian couldn't stay at home all day. After a few days, she went out as the weather warmed up.
There was a show just about to start preparing, and the point she entered was just right.
She slept with Chengtian at night.
After Fu Yanye returned, he looked at the empty bed in the bedroom, so he went to his daughter's room. As expected, she was lying there, hugging her sleeping daughter looking at her cell phone.
He walked over: "It is not good for eyes to look at your phone when it's too dark."
Zhuo Jian didn't say anything, just gave him a look.
Fu Yanye stood beside the bed, seeing that the third person could not be stuffed into the bed, he raised his voice and asked in a deep voice: "You want to sleep here?"
"She was hungry tonight, and I happened to feed her."
Zhuo Jian replied lightly as he looked at the email on his phone screen.
Feeding?
Fu Yanye was not very happy, but he couldn't say anything else. After thinking about it, he said, "Let's go back to our room and carry her there too. Our bed is spacious and will be more comfortable."
"We are all going to get divorced, and it's not appropriate to sleep in a bedroom, or... do you want to sleep in a orange-sweet room?"
“…”
The two of them looked at each other, and no one was willing to lower themselves anymore.
Especially Fu Yanye, how could he sleep in a pink room?
“I’m sleeping on the sofa.”
After a minute, Fu Yanye spoke again.
Zhuo Jian looked at him, lowered his eyes, stared at the screen of the phone and said to him: "No need, you are in bad health, so you should sleep in the bed and have a good rest."
“…”
Fu Yanye looked at her and was silent.
"I don't feel sorry for you, I just don't want the children to be so young, and their father will get sick."
She said it clearly.
Fu Yanye also heard it clearly. He chuckled and asked her: "If something happened to me at their age, they might not remember me anymore, especially the one in your arms."
“…”
Zhuo Jian's heart trembled and he looked up at him.
What crazy words are you saying?
"One day I have an accident, remember to engrave the four big characters Zhuo Jian's ex-husband on my tombstone."
After Fu Yanye finished speaking, he walked out.
Zhuo Jian sat up angrily. What's wrong with him?
Who should I scare?
Her eyes became hot, but her eyes were red and she didn't say a word.
He was just like this, anxious and speechless.
After Fu Yanye returned to the room, he went to wash up. When he got into bed, he even held his cell phone and continued to search: "How to keep his wife who wants to divorce."
After reading eight hundred reasons, none of them are not disgusting.
He threw his phone aside, put his hands on the back of his head, and looked straight at the quilt with his black eyes.
She can't just divorce.
If not...
"Wife, I was wrong, please forgive me once."
"Zhuo Jian, you're so whimsical, I won't divorce you."
"I will never divorce you, it will cause... what mess to do to my interests?"
He lifted the quilt and covered his face with annoyance.
He felt that his limited memory had never been so annoyed.
Even in the night dreams, they dreamed that they went to the Civil Affairs Bureau. Zhuo Jian forced him to sign, and if he didn't sign, he would mock him, and then...
He waved his hand and signed his name.
He was awakened by the stamped voice.
In the morning, it was drizzling.
——
"I'll arrive before nine o'clock, well, you guys start first."
Zhuo Jian came out of the princess' room by phone and hugging Chengtian.
Fu Yanye came out of their bedroom wearing a silver nightgown. The two were a little far apart, but they just saw it.
Fu Yanye heard her say she would go past before nine o'clock and knew that she had started working again. She was unconsciously more upset. She walked over and hugged her daughter directly from her arms, and asked her: "You are now in the confinement period and you are going to work.
?”
"yes."
She couldn't let herself cultivate at home for half a year. Now there are many people around her and she is not as tired as before when she worked. She wants to start working as soon as possible.
It's always better than thinking about the two of them.
"The body is yours. If you love to cherish it, cherish it. If you don't love to cherish it, forget it. But Zhuo Jian, don't starve my daughter."
“…”
Zhuo Jian looked at him and walked towards the stairs with Chengtian in his arms, and couldn't help frowning.
"If you get sick one day, don't hum in front of me."
“…”
What the hell?
Why did she hum in front of him?
This time he really left after he said that, and she was so angry that she chased after her two steps: "Fu Yanye."
Fu Yanye stopped and turned to look at her.
"I won't be with you even if I hum."
“…”
Fu Yanye felt something rushing to the top of his head. For a few seconds, he couldn't see anything clearly, and even seemed numb.
But Fu Yanye was not interested in working on this day.
She didn't hum with him, who was she going to go with?
Oh.
Is she looking for a next home?
I want to live a new life, of course I want to change another man.
Damn it.
He suddenly remembered that when Liu Yuntian was holding her, his fist hit the desk with no light or heavy blow.
At around 4 o'clock in the afternoon, he called Wang Rui: "When is Zhuo Jian getting off work?"
"Madam gets off work at half past five, you..."
Before Wang Rui finished speaking, he had already left the other side.
Fu Yanye picked up his coat and walked out.
Liang Yu, who was just planning to go to the construction site, took his team out of the elevator, and happened to run into him.
He was wearing a straight suit, with long legs walking like the wind, and then he didn't forget about them at all and left.
Liang Yu knew that he could not break this project.
There are so many lessons from her past, she cannot act rashly, but even if she is an ordinary friend, she should say hello when she meets her?
"That seems to be Mr. Fu? Sister Liang, didn't you say you had time to introduce Mr. Fu to us to know?"
"Yes, Sister Liang, when will Mr. Fu be introduced to us? He didn't seem to see you just now. Should he chase you and say hello?"
Her subordinates asked her on her side.
"You guys go to the construction site first, I'll go there later."
Liang Yu threw down a sentence and chased forward with firm steps.
——
Half an hour later.
Fu Yanye's car parked in front of the TV station, and his slender and sexy fingers hit the steering wheel rhythmically.