"Dad is better than mom, I'm going to find Chengqing Chengli."
Chengcheng looked at them and suddenly felt danger. After saying that, she ran out.
The door was suddenly opened wide, and both of them looked out.
Chengcheng ran fast and disappeared in a flash, but the room suddenly became cramped.
"Don't squat here if you're fine."
Zhuo Jian wiped the corner of his daughter's mouth and whispered to him.
Fu Yanye looked at her again, "Want to drive me away?"
Zhuo Jian looked at him, "Yes."
"I haven't held my daughter yet."
Fu Yanye didn't expect her to be so direct.
After hearing this, Zhuo Jian sent his daughter to his arms.
Both of them were very careful in their movements, after all, this was their care.
No matter how big Fu Yanye took over his daughter, he was gone, and the iceberg in his heart was quietly melting.
When Zhuo Jian saw him holding his daughter, he stood up: "Then you father and daughter are chatting, I'll go out first."
"She can't speak, what should I talk to her?"
Fu Yanye asked her.
Zhuo Jian looked at him, "What Mr. Fu meant is to talk to me?"
“…”
Fu Yanye suddenly felt upset. He went to wait for her for so long, but in the end he got this one?
Of course, she didn't know that he was going to find him, but so what if she knew? Will she let him wait?
"Liang Yu has been working in our office building recently, but is not on the same floor."
He suddenly said.
Zhuo Jian asked him: "Why do you want to tell me?"
"Do you need more misunderstandings?"
Fu Yanye asked her.
"There is no misunderstanding after divorce."
"Divorce will involve a lot of unnecessary trouble, so be cautious."
Fu Yanye held his daughter and said no longer looking at her.
Zhuo Jian looked at him with a gaze and sighed helplessly: "Fu Yanye, we can get a secret divorce, no one will know."
Fu Yanye looked up at her and questioned.
"I must divorce this time. Don't try to make excuses to make excuses for me like in the past."
Zhuo Jian said in disappointment and turned around and walked out.
Fu Yan had an affair in the middle of the night. He looked down at his sweet little daughter, but suddenly felt bitter and murmured: "Divorce? Do you want us to divorce?"
The little princess suddenly laughed.
Fu Yanye: “…”
After dinner, Zhuo Jian received a call from Zhong Mai, said hello to his elders and left to answer the phone.
Zhong Mai asked her: "If you didn't see you living with your elders, you would have asked you to come out to accompany your sister. Ah Jian, do you think he is careless?"
"You can't blame Brother Yan Zheng for this."
"You guys are all going to get divorced, who are you not blamed?"
Zhong Mai thinks that honesty is simply a living Bodhisattva, but Bodhisattvas still divide good and evil into good and evil.
"Don't think so, it's just a problem between me and Fu Yanye."
"A Jian, I apologize to you for your Brother Yan Zheng."
Zhong Mai said to her in a low voice.
"Then how about asking Brother Yan Zheng to invite us out to play another day?"
Zhuo Jian thought about it and replied to her.
"You must be satisfied when going out for fun, traveling abroad, shopping."
Zhong Mai thought about it and must make Brother Yan Zheng bleed.
After chatting for a while, Zhuo Jian hung up the phone and turned around and wanted to leave.
As she chatted, she walked to the innermost room on the first floor corridor. The wind from the window blew gently. She turned around, her hair blurred her eyes, and then...
"My daughter is hungry."
It was dark and someone at the door suddenly told her that her daughter was hungry.
Zhuo Jian couldn't stand his heart, but soon Fu Yanye held his daughter in front of her, and she took it, "I'll go upstairs and take a shower before feeding her."
"Then give it to me."
Fu Yanye suddenly went to her arms to ask for his daughter back.
Zhuo Jian: "…"
Fu Yanye's finger joints were very hard, which made her chest hurt a little.
Fu Yanye seemed to have not noticed it at all, just held his daughter and left, and turned around halfway: "Let's go."
Zhuo Jian just rubbed her breasts.
She didn't believe that he didn't feel it just now.
She is no longer an airport.
After going upstairs, Zhuo Jian saw that Fu Yanye and his daughter returned to the master bedroom and did not stop. He wanted to walk to the princess' room.
But as soon as I walked to the door, I was suddenly grabbed and pulled into the master bedroom: "Wash here, we're waiting for you here."
Zhuo Jian only felt that his wrist was about to be broken and frowned in pain.
Fu Yanye found that he used too much force and let her go.
Zhuo Jian rubbed his wrist and entered the bathroom.
After coming out in a nightgown, he saw Fu Yanye lying on the bed, and of course, his baby daughter was still in his arms.
Looking back at the time when she gave birth to a tangerine, he never stuck like this.
It seems that my daughter is really my father’s lover in his previous life. Otherwise, how could she be so sticky in this life?
Zhuo Jian walked over, knelt on the bed on one knee, and bent down to hug his daughter.
"It is said that it would be better to feed on your side, you both can be more relaxed."
"Give you two choices, one is my daughter and I sleep in this room, and you go to sleep in my daughter's room, and the other is to stop talking nonsense and ignore us."
“…”
Fu Yanye's mind was a little hot, and he always felt that it seemed like he was the one who made a choice.
Zhuo Jian glanced at him and hugged Chengtian, but did not leave immediately. She sat down beside the bed with Chengtian in her arms, with her back facing him: "You should have received the court's indictment, right?"
“I will submit a letter of defense.”
Fu Yanye's eyes were so deep that he replied coldly.
"We can negotiate a divorce ourselves, but we both start our own new lives, and the rest can remain unchanged."
"What's the meaning?"
Fu Yanye looked at her, and he was very depressed about her indifference.
"The children will still be with grandparents. I have to work, so it is impossible to take care of them all the time."
"What about the children?"
Fu Yanye understood, but was not satisfied.
"Are we anything else besides children?"
Zhuo Jian looked at his little daughter who was having a meal, and he didn't expect there was anything else between them.
"there is none left."
Fu Yanye replied to her, but this voice was cold and cold.
Zhuo Jian also felt cold in her heart. She knew very well whether she was there, but she just had enough.
Fu Yanye grabbed the thing next to him and stuffed it into his arms. When his sharp black eyes drooped down, he found that it was her pillow, and suddenly he was sour.
——
At nine o'clock that morning, Fu Yanye and Zhuo Jian sat in the court's mediation room.
Fu Yanye sat there in a black suit, as if he was a sacred and inviolable god in the dark night.
Zhuo Jian was wearing a light gray comfortable suit, her hair was tied in ordinary black hair rings at the back of her neck, holding her cell phone in hand.
Just now, Jian Qian sent a message saying that there was a meeting at eleven o'clock.
She turned to look at Fu Yanye. The staff talked for half an hour, but he didn't say a word. She had to call him: "Mr. Fu."
“We decided to make up.”
Fu Yanye finally spoke.
Staff: "…"
Zhuo Jian: "…"
Fu Yanye looked at her with dark eyes and said, "I have seen the agreement we made in private before. If I file for divorce, I have to give all my private property to you. I can't divorce."