The evening breeze is stuffy, as if there is a timely rain.
In front of the supercar, the man in black trousers and white shirt leaned against the body of the car, and his black eyes looked at the door diagonally opposite.
The people who finished overtime came out from there, and there were...
The person who has been by her side and silently taking care of her since she came back.
Li Yuqing.
Yes, it's Li Yuqing.
Although Li Yuqing is married, Fu Yanye knows better than anyone else that this man has been silently protecting his wife.
"It seems that I haven't seen your Mr. Fu come to pick you up for a long time."
Li Yuqing and Zhuo Jian walked side by side and stopped after seeing Fu Yanye.
Zhuo Jian followed his gaze and smiled helplessly soon after: "Yes, it's been a long time."
Li Yuqing looked at Zhuo Jian's eyes, and she was crystal clear. She didn't know what she was feeling, but when she remembered Ouyang Ping's words, he only said, "Then I'll leave first, see you tomorrow."
"Um."
Zhuo Jian nodded, and after he left, she walked towards Fu Yanye.
Fu Yanye was still leaning against the car body so much that he just smiled and stared at her when he saw her approaching.
Zhuo Jian felt that his eyes were particularly dangerous, but he still walked forward: "Have you been waiting for a long time?"
He seemed to care little, but he made the time clear.
Zhuo Jian looked at him, and the wind blew the ends of her hair to her eyes. She then turned her face down the wind and stopped looking at him. She hooked her hair behind her ears: "Go back to the old house?"
"Um."
Fu Yanye got up and opened the passenger's car door.
Zhuo Jian was very self-conscious, but when he was about to sit in, his arm was suddenly pinched.
She looked up at him, "What?"
"It's okay, I just want you to look at me a little longer."
“…”
Zhuo Jian held his breath and didn't say anything, looking at him.
Fu Yanye's hand hooked her hair that was blown back to her ears, and looked at her with aggressive eyes, "I'm not very happy."
"Um?"
"Call me."
"What?"
Zhuo Jian didn't understand a word.
But my chin was suddenly pinched, and then I couldn't see anything clearly, and my lips were blocked.
The wind seemed to be even stronger, and her skirt was blown at every step, but his kiss was much stronger than all of them.
He has been controlling his rhythm from beginning to end.
There has been no such scenery at the entrance of the TV station for a long time. Many people who come out after working overtime can see it.
But he didn't care about those.
He just wanted to kiss her, so he kissed her.
Zhuo Jian thought this kiss was quite long.
And she stood gracefully from beginning to end, and he could take it.
Until he felt enough and was willing to stop, her big eyes looked at him again: "Can you get in the car?"
"Um."
Fu Yanye suddenly felt a little unsure of her thoughts and agreed in a dull voice.
Zhuo Jian got into the car and quickly fastened the seat belt himself.
Yes, I can’t do anything to do anything about Boss Fu anymore.
Fu Yanye stood by and smiled as she looked at her movements, closed the door, and then returned to his driver's seat.
——
Old house.
Fu Yanqing hugged Chengtian, "Zhuo Jian, no, sister-in-law, look, your daughter is so sweet, I keep smiling at me."
Zhuo Jian wanted to take Chengtian, and Fu Yanqing said, "Mom said, I won't hug you."
“…”
"Who makes you have a fever?"
Fu Yanqing said again.
Her biggest fun in the past two days is to hug Cheng Tian. Cheng Tian loves to smile at her, and she feels so beautiful that she wants to kidnap her.
Zhuo Jian thought that he was still a little uncomfortable in his body, so he could only watch as he hugged her daughter.
Fu Yanye washed his hands and came out from it. He happened to meet Wang Yue. Wang Yue called him, "Come with me."
"What's wrong?"
Fu Yanye followed her to the back of the stairs.
"You said that day that you must divorce, but now, you won't divorce again?"
Wang Yue whispered to him to confirm.
"Didn't you say that the Fu family has no divorce and is only widowed?"
Fu Yanye asked her back.
Wang Yue: “…”
They have said this a long time ago, but didn’t he have to leave?
Why did it suddenly...
Wang Yue felt that she was going to be a big deal by her son, so why did she torture people to death like this and that?
"So don't say anything harsh to her anymore, otherwise..."
"Otherwise, what?"
Wang Yue felt that he was threatened by his son.
"Your son will feel distressed."
Fu Yanye's voice was very low.
"Boy, you, forget it."
Wang Yue was angry when he heard it.
"Your son feels distressed, and you will feel distressed too, so, mom, don't want it."
Fu Yanye gradually became serious and spoke to Wang Yue in a good voice.
"Don't I feel sorry for you? Look at you have lost weight recently."
Wang Yue burst into tears as he said that.
"Mom, we are the closest person she is in this world, but I have already made her feel very wronged. You, dad, grandparents, just love her, okay?"
Fu Yanye was begging, very serious and sincere.
Wang Yue looked at him and said a few words to his sons, and even said this.
"It's not that I don't care about her."
It was at that time that my son's body was bigger than the sky.
No mother can see that her son is still indifferent after being wronged.
The divorce was mentioned by Zhuo Jian. Her son wanted to divorce just to give Zhuo Jian a happy life, and to...
"You must have remembered it, otherwise you wouldn't have suddenly repented."
“…”
Fu Yanye didn't say anything, just smiled.
"Boy, you miss your mom to death."
Wang Yue could no longer help but cried softly and hugged him.
Fu Yanye was tall and could only bend over and hug her.
"What are you two doing?"
Fu Yanqing hadn't seen her brother and her mother go back to the living room for a long time, and came to look for Chengtian in her arms, and saw the mother and mother hugging each other, one laughing and the other crying. This scene is a bit strange?
You know, how strong and timid they are.
How could you cry?
"It's not your business."
Wang Yue remembered Fu Yanqing's incident and said it in a difficult manner.
Fu Yanqing looked at her brother helplessly, and then whispered: "Brother, your daughter has been smiling at me for a day. I'll take her to play for a while when I leave."
"You try"
Fu Yanye directly threatened.
Fu Yanqing: "..."
She has been scared a lot since she was a child. She is not afraid.
Ahem, it would be strange if you are not afraid.
Of course, she didn't dare to take her away. It was so immoral to take her children away, but she would be worried in the future.
The old man later went to the living room. Zhuo Jian was playing Goji with him. Suddenly there were more people behind him. Zhuo Jian looked back with conditioned reflexes, and saw that Wang Yue was also behind, and immediately stood up: "Mom."
"What's that for? Am I a tiger?"
"no."
Zhuo Jian lowered his head.
"Sit down, Jane, let's go on."
The old man was seriously down.
Zhuo Jian sat back again, but he was rarely attentive.
Everyone was watching by her side.
After the game of chess was finished, someone next to her smiled and said, "It's hard to lose to grandpa, right?"
“…”
Zhuo Jian glanced at him and thought to himself that you can't speak less?
"What's wrong? Is it useless for your wife to lose to me?"
The old man said.
Fu Yanye smiled but said nothing.
"She must have been distracted this time, not letting me."
The old man said.
The old man said it was right, she was distracted.
After Fu Yanye sat down, she was a little unfocused. What did he always stare at her?
Like a second-generation ancestor, he tilted his body and sat beside her and looked at her.
After dinner in the evening, Fu Yanye took his daughter back to the room, put her on the bed, changed her diapers, and then sent Zhuo Jian a WeChat message: "Go back to the room."