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Chapter 181 Marry with you and give birth to a child for you

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"Don't say that to me again, okay?"

Fu Yanye suddenly asked her in a very solemn voice.

Zhuo Jian's heart was beating like thunder, and her voice was hoarse with fear, so she asked him: "What are you talking about?"

"Let me find another woman."

Fu Yanye reminded her.

Zhuo Jian's heart skipped a beat and she obediently agreed: "Okay!"

Fu Yanye still looked at her with deep eyes, thinking that she had understood his thoughts.

What's the result?

"If you keep talking nonsense..."

"Stop talking nonsense, I will hold a wedding with you and give you a child."

Zhuo Jian smiled, especially sincerely.

"..."

Fu Yanye frowned and looked at her with half-squinted eyes.

Zhuo Jian even felt that at this moment, his breathing seemed to be stagnant.

If his eyes weren't deep enough, she would even want to open his eyes and break into his heart to see what he was thinking.

Was he frightened by her words?

In fact, Fu Yanye was shocked by her words several times since he came home.

"If you dare to regret it, you will die."

Fu Yanye wanted to look calm enough, but when he straightened up and turned to leave, he couldn't help but turn around and threaten her calmly.

Zhuo Jian: "..."

She held back her smile as she watched him go get the oranges, and told him, "Master Ye, please wash the oranges cleanly. I also have mysophobia."

Fu Yanye's hand washing the oranges stopped in the water, and he turned his head and gave her another death stare.

Are you more mysophobic than him?

He hoped that she would be mysophobic so that other men would not be able to touch her easily.

Soon a beautiful fruit plate containing his cut oranges was brought to her. Fu Yanye reminded: "Eat it in a few minutes, it's too cold."

"Um!"

Zhuo Jian agreed, but as soon as he turned away, she took a piece and stuffed it in her mouth and sucked it hard.

It's sour, and you feel refreshed when you take a sip.

While waiting for the meal, I was eating an orange while taking out my mobile phone to browse the news. People who rarely pay attention to these things accidentally clicked on it once and were immediately attracted by a hot search.

Is it illegal to kill someone?

Zhuo Jian clicked on the hot search, and when he looked down, the orange in his hand suddenly no longer smelled good.

Aren't children life?

The moment she pushed me down the stairs, she killed a life, but she was not responsible for it.

I tell the little angel in my belly every night that you are the best gift God has given to my mother. Although I have lost your father, I still have you. With you, I can survive.

But now, I don’t even have you, how can I survive?

Why is she still playing the lovely hostess in the studio?

She had to pay the price for the lives of our mother and son. We all died because of her. I even suspect that your death was her deliberate murder, and I did it for you, my little angel, my only light.

The accompanying picture is a photo of a nursery, many strollers, and a woman's face that is not very clear printed in the glass.

But Zhuo Jian recognized that person at a glance.

Lin Ruxiang.

In fact, even without looking at the photo, just these words, Zhuo Jian was sure it was her.

Zhuo Jian immediately scrolled down the comments after seeing it clearly.

Sure enough, there were many speculations about this woman, and they quickly guessed that it was Lin Ruxiang.

Things that had been suppressed for several days were finally revealed.

Or the person involved blew himself up.

As a victim!

But Zhuo Jian still could not escape the moment of being regarded as a murderer.

Zhuo Jian put the phone aside, and then continued to eat her oranges. The oranges were ice cold, and the juice in her mouth made her feel better because of those words.

The doctor said she should stay in a good mood now, Zhuo Jian thought, stuffing all the oranges in her mouth.

Her stomach growled, Zhuo Jian subconsciously touched her belly, and then looked at the person who was cooking and urged: "Hurry up, I'm so hungry."

Fu Yanye turned to look at her. She still looked tired, but her eyes seemed different from before.

Got a splash?

Fu Yanye changed cooking to cooking noodles because Zhuo Jian was too hungry.

Vegetables and eggs were served as a garnish for her.

And vinegar pickled cucumbers!

Zhuo Jian was very satisfied. She ate a cucumber first, then looked at the bowl of noodles on the table and pulled it directly in front of her. After making sure that he couldn't take it away, she asked him: "Aren't you going to eat it?"

"You can't finish it."

Fu Yanye raised his eyebrows.

"..."

Does this mean that he will eat the rest of her food before she can finish it?

Zhuo Jian picked up the chopsticks and took a bite, and couldn't help but look at him again.

"Why don't you go get another bowl and we can separate."

It's cleaner this way.

"No! You eat yours first."

Fu Yanye said.

"oh!"

Zhuo Jian agreed and continued to eat with his head down, taking a sip of noodle soup.

Fu Yanye saw her chewing on the remaining orange peel. It was clean and there was no pulp left at all. She seemed to be a bit mysophobic.

It might seem a little weird if one person has mysophobia, but if both of them are like this, that's fine.

The cell phone rang suddenly. He stretched his legs, took out the cell phone from his trouser pocket, and answered: "What's the matter?"

"knew!"

Fu Yanye looked at the woman who was eating the noodles he had cooked. She looked very good when eating. Naturally, she had been taught well by her parents since childhood.

Putting the phone aside first, he went back inside with the plate, poured the orange peels into the trash can, then washed the plate and put it away.

Zhuo Jian looked at the cell phone he had just put on the table and thought something must be wrong with him, but he could keep his composure.

Zhuo Jian couldn't help but observe him and felt that he was really capable.

It would be nice if he could still be this capable after the wedding, even if it's just for a year or two.

While she was continuing to eat in a good mood, Fu Yanye's cell phone suddenly rang again. It was Lin Ruxiang.

Zhuo Jian was really unhappy when she saw that name, but she still reminded her: "Your phone number is Lin Ruxiang."

"You pick it up for me."

Fu Yanye said while pouring pure water into the kettle.

Zhuo Jian's eyes were sharp in a flash, and he immediately picked up his mobile phone and opened the answer button.

"Yan Ye, I just saw a hot search on the Internet, which seems to be about me, but I swear, I really don't know about this matter. Don't get me wrong."

The voice sounded indeed anxious and innocent.

"There is no misunderstanding, I know it was you who wrote it."

Zhuo Jian spoke indifferently.

"Zhuo Jian? Why did you answer Yanye's cell phone?"

"Of course we are together!"

Zhuo Jian looked down at the noodle soup in the bowl, picked up the spoon and took a sip.

"What are you showing off for?"

Lin Ruxiang asked her frantically.

"What can I show off? It's nothing more than lying on the same bed with him every night, being held in his arms, and by the way, we have to have our own child."

Zhuo Jian showed off in a nonchalant way.

"Zhuo Jian, you murderer, what qualifications do you have to tell me this? You will not die a good death!"

"A murderer does not deserve a good death, especially a murderer who is a habitual liar."

Zhuo Jian retorted coldly, feeling it was funny in her heart. A thief calls out to catch a thief? But she really did.

"you……"

"By the way, I heard when I returned to China that you still have two months to live."

Zhuo Jian spoke coldly, but his eyes watched the tall Fu Yanye walking towards him.
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