The setting sun disappeared, and no one entered and exited the towering office building, and only a royal blue high-end sports car was still parked there.
The black mobile phone screen was turned on again, and the phone was made at that time.
Fu Yanye put his cell phone in his ear and looked at the office building with his black eyes.
"boss."
"Didn't you say you're off work at half past five?"
"Boss, my wife went back to the old house after doing an interview in the afternoon."
Wang Rui had no choice but to inform.
I thought you had said you were going to wait.
And what did you do when you were so anxious?
Of course, Wang Rui didn't dare to really say these things, so he could only complain in his heart.
Fu Yanye hung up the phone, and his cold face was too disappointed.
But just as he was about to leave, his narrow phoenix eyes accidentally saw the person he didn't like.
"He is my senior brother."
A soft voice suddenly passed through my ears.
Fu Yanye looked at the man walking towards him in a coat, held his breath unconsciously and frowned.
Li Yuqing walked to his car, and the window was opened. Li Yuqing asked, "Come to find A Jian? Didn't you call in advance? She got off work early."
Fu Yanye looked ahead and suddenly laughed.
Li Yuqing looked at him and thought that he was an amnesia-lost person, so he stopped quarrel with him.
A long time ago, Fu Yanye had already shaken hands with him and made peace.
And now this person obviously hates him.
But what's wrong, Li Yuqing continued: "As someone who has witnessed your marriage for so many years, I would like to remind Mr. Fu that if you can tolerate everything, you will be tolerant; if you can be tolerant; if you can be coaxed, you will be coaxed."
Fu Yanye's brows frowned even more, and his cold eyes swept towards Li Yuqing.
Li Yuqing nodded with a smile, turned around and left.
He is undoubtedly free and easy, but the more free he is, the more annoying Fu Yanye is.
Soon after, the car started again and returned to the old house.
"The young master is back."
The butler greeted him at the door.
Fu Yanye took off his coat and threw it to him, walked in and asked, "Young lady is upstairs?"
"Yes."
The housekeeper returned to him.
Fu Yanye passed by the living room and wanted to go upstairs directly, but Wang Yue called him: "Yanye, come here."
Fu Yanye had to stop, turn around and sit down at the sofa: "What's the matter?"
"I heard that Liang Yu went to work in your office building?"
"Um."
Fu Yanye didn't think anything was there. She was on the twenty-fourth floor, far away from him.
"Is it a job that requires it? It's just because of work?"
Wang Yue asked him tentatively again.
"What about that?"
Fu Yanye didn't understand.
"If you don't feel guilty, report this to your wife."
Wang Yue reminded him.
Fu Yanye listened and lowered his head.
Will she care?
He reports or not.
"If it were a few years ago, between Lin Ruxiang and Liang Yu, I would definitely choose Liang Yu as my daughter-in-law, but Yan Ye, we chose A Jian. I asked your father, your grandparents about your opinion, it was you who you are.
Agree."
“…”
Fu Yanye looked up at Wang Yue.
"Ah Jian's household registration moved to our house after your father-in-law had an accident. We tried it when we knew she liked you. She was willing. We asked you, but you didn't refuse, although it seemed like we were forcing you."
“…”
"You don't have this part of your memory, but Yan Ye, this girl is your own recognition, and I gave birth to four such cute little babies for our Fu family. We should treat her well no matter what, not..."
"When you said you were kind to him, you didn't treat her as your own family."
Fu Yanye was upset and pinched his thumb and index finger together, rubbed it, and then got up after saying that.
Wang Yue looked up at him. She didn't treat Zhuo Jian as her family?
How is it possible?
"Mom, my family can't get along like this, I'll go upstairs."
After Fu Yanye finished speaking, he turned around and left.
"You can't get along like this? How do you get along?"
Wang Yue couldn't help but mutter, what did she do wrong?
To be fair, except for the time when he didn't know life and death, she was a mother-in-law a little too much, when did she treat her daughter-in-law badly?
——
"Mommy, when will my sister call her brother?"
"I'll call you brother, it'll take about a year."
"Ah, that's that long?"
Fu Yanye walked to the door of the princess's room with his long legs, and heard the conversation between the mother and son from the unclogged crack.
He stopped, took back his hand that was about to hold the door handle, and stood quietly on one side.
"When will she call her daddy or mommy?"
Chengcheng continued to ask.
"It's probably a year."
Zhuo Jian replied to Chengcheng's words, looked at Chengcheng's curious eyes, and couldn't help but raise his hand to rub his head. This little guy was about to transform into a hundred thousand whys these days.
And this is not the first time he has so many whys.
"It's been a long time, Mommy, I want my sister to call me brother, I want to take her to play."
Chengcheng lay beside the bed and acted coquettishly with Zhuo Jian.
"Hmph, then you have to wait a little longer."
Zhuo Jian smiled and thought to himself, I thought too, but there is no time accelerator.
"Mommy, do you miss dad? I miss him a little."
Chengcheng rubbed her face and said sadly.
"Why do you have so many problems today? Do you think your dad can call him? Besides, don't he come back every day?"
Zhuo Jian pretended to be angry and asked him.
"Yes, but it always feels strange. Daddy doesn't look at me."
"Don't look at you? That's because your sister was just born, and he..."
"No, Mommy, Dadby has been watching you."
“…”
Zhuo Jian suddenly said.
"Young Master."
The aunt who had cleaned their bedroom just came out of the inside and saw Fu Yanye standing outside the princess's room from afar and greeted her.
Fu Yanye frowned slightly, and glanced slightly to remind her that she could leave.
After the aunt left, he looked inside and knew that he must have heard it, so he pushed the door open and went in.
However, he still looked calm. He didn't look at Zhuo Jian when he opened the door and said to Chengcheng: "Come here."
"Dad."
Chengcheng saw him in surprise, but then hurried beside Zhuo Jian and refused to walk towards him.
Is this called missing him?
Fu Yanye frowned and walked forward.
Those two long legs made people feel uncomfortable.
Zhuo Jian lowered his eyes to look at the daughter in his arms.
The little princess probably heard Fu Yanye's voice, and suddenly her eyes were wide open and her ears were standing up. She was listening to the sound at first glance.
"Is she good today?"
Fu Yanye bent down in front of her, looked at the little princess and asked.
"Very well-behaved."
Zhuo Jian didn't look at him, but when he saw his finger touching the little princess' hand, the little princess immediately held his finger.
Fu Yanye glanced at him and was a little surprised.
She held it tightly, which made him feel afraid of losing and caring.
Fu Yanye's heart suddenly became soft, and he squatted down in front of the mother and daughter, gently stroked his daughter's hair with his other hand.
Chengcheng looked at the side and whispered: "Dad, grandma said not to touch the top of her sister's head, as it will hurt her."
Fu Yanye: “…”
Chengcheng looked at his father with simple big eyes until his father asked him: "Do you understand very much?"
But do you think you don't understand?
He checked a lot of information, including precautions for raising children, and pregnant women.
But after he checked so much, she actually moved to her daughter's room to sleep, and she didn't give him any space to display.
Chengcheng was frightened and burped into Zhuo Jian's arm again.
"You can't talk to your son?"
Zhuo Jian was afraid that he would create a psychological shadow on his son sooner or later.
Fu Yanye then looked up at her and said calmly: "I don't know how to say it."