On the big bed in the master bedroom on the second floor, there are two men, one big and one small.
Fu Yanye was wearing loose pajamas and lying against the head of the bed, with his little ancestor in cartoon pajamas lying in the middle.
"Drinking?"
Fu Yanye asked after seeing Zhuo Jian on the screen.
"You will definitely drink when socializing. Where is my son?"
Zhuo Jian asked him.
Fu Yanye moved to the side, tightened it, and soon turned the screen to face his face again.
Before Zhuo Jian could see her son clearly, her heart softened for only a second. When she saw his face, she glanced at the two girls sitting in front of her. Yuan Man and Chang Xia left consciously.
Zhuo Jian said: "What I want to see is my son."
"What's so good about him sleeping?"
Fu Yanye said.
"Then I'll hang up."
Zhuo Jian said.
"Hold on, how many drinks have you had tonight? Have you been rude to me?"
Fu Yanye looked at her rosy face and couldn't help but ask her.
Zhuo Jian looked at herself on the screen and thought, WeChat shouldn't have a beauty function, right?
Maybe it was because of the lighting. She didn't realize that she had had a few more drinks. Why was she so red?
"I am a married woman, and my husband is the famous Fu Yanye. Who dares to touch me without fear of death?"
Zhuo Jian asked him back.
Fu Yanye felt much relieved after hearing this. He couldn't help but touch her pillow and murmured: "Come back soon, I don't feel at ease when you are not at home."
"You should sleep well with your son. It's too late. He died."
"I was taking good care of him. Tonight Yan Zheng and Su Bai came to me for a drink and I didn't even go. They thought I was at home with you."
How could he know that he was accompanying their young ancestor?
Fu Yanye reluctantly asked her to hang up the phone and kept looking for a topic.
Zhuo Jian couldn't hang up even if he wanted to, so he stood up with his phone in hand, walked to the window and looked at the night scene outside, and said, "Fu Yanye, it's quite beautiful here. Let's travel together when you have time."
Fu Yanye's eyes lit up. His wife asked him to go on a trip?
When we are at home, we want to separate. When we are separated, we miss home again.
Is this considered human nature?
Zhuo Jian looked outside and felt more and more that life was probably like that. There was no such thing as a perfect couple. Everything in the past was in the past. They should just live like that and stop being uncomfortable.
Anyway...
She will never love anyone else.
After Fu Yanye heard what he wanted to hear, he said good night to her with satisfaction. When he turned around and looked at his son, he suddenly felt that this little ancestor was not so annoying anymore, and couldn't help but raise his hand to touch him.
Fortunately, this little ancestor allowed Zhuo Jian to continue living with him.
Fu Yanye was rare and gentle, and kissed Chengcheng gently on his forehead.
The bedside lamp that was only on was also turned off, and the father and son fell asleep next to each other on the big bed.
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On the first night of the summer vacation, Zhuo Jian's new program was officially launched.
At this time, her publications officially started to be sold. After the book signing, Ouyang Ping, Li Yuqing, and Yang Yi went to celebrate with her, and Sheng Xin also brought flowers to congratulate her.
They are used to gathering at private restaurants on Dongyuan Road, with fixed private rooms.
Leaving the two men chatting awkwardly inside, Zhuo Jian and Ouyang Ping went to the bathroom.
Suddenly the door to the arm's room opened and a girl was thrown out.
Zhuo Jian and Ouyang Ping subconsciously took two steps back, looked at the girl who fell on the ground and was just crying, and then looked into the private room.
At this time, there was another girl kneeling on the ground, no, it was a woman.
Lin Ruxiang.
Zhuo Jian and Ouyang Ping were both shocked and couldn't help but stop.
"Today you licked the wine off my feet, so I'll help you."
The man leaned back in the chair and spoke to her with his legs crossed.
Although they didn't know why their feet were wet, it seemed that Lin Ruxiang had suffered a lot.
When the girl saw it was Zhuo Jian, she subconsciously got up and said, "Mrs. Fu."
Zhuo Jian lowered his eyes and looked at her. She didn't recognize this girl.
On the contrary, when the people inside heard the three words Mrs. Fu, they suddenly stood up and ran out in small steps.
"It's true that Mrs. Fu is here. Mrs. Fu, would you like to come in and have a drink with us?"
The old man who just asked Lin Ruxiang to lick his feet asked Zhuo Jian for instructions.
Zhuo Jian looked at the woman still kneeling on the ground in the private room and said lightly: "No need."
"Okay, you didn't scare Mrs. Fu just now, did you? Li is here to apologize to Mrs. Fu."
"That's not necessary."
Zhuo Jian said lightly and left with Ouyang Ping.
The man then raised his eyes and glanced at her back. He didn't dare to look at her just now, but now he snorted coldly, his face turned cold, and he looked at the girl who was standing next to her and lowered her head: "Why don't you get out of here?
Where is this place, it’s your turn to serve me for her?”
The girl looked inside again, and then left helplessly with tears in her eyes.
And Lin Ruxiang also had an old face at the moment.
Was it really Zhuo Jian just now?
Let Zhuo Jian see her kneeling in front of the old man and suffering such humiliation...
Lin Ruxiang clenched her hands tightly, hatred quickly showing in her eyes.
The humiliation these people gave her, one day she would want them back ten times a hundred times.
Yuan Man and Chang Xia followed Zhuo Jian and Ouyang Ping, and naturally they all saw this scene. Yuan Man thought unconsciously, fortunately she was shameless enough, otherwise Wang Rui might have been harmed by her.
But why would she think of Wang Rui?
What does it have to do with her?
Chang Xia whispered: "I wonder how Brother Rui would feel when he saw Lin Ruxiang kneeling in front of the old man and licking the old man's feet."
"If you go and let him see it, won't you know?"
Yuan Man reminded her.
Chang Xia raised her eyes and found that Yuan Man had already caught up with Zhuo Jian and the others, so she quickly caught up with them and explained: "Sister, I didn't mean that."
Zhuo Jian and Ouyang Ping came out of the bathroom and saw the little girl crying at the wall. Ouyang Ping stepped forward and asked, "Can crying be food?"
"Mrs. Fu."
When the girl saw Ouyang Ping and then looked at the person behind her, she immediately lowered her head and called out.
Zhuo Jian said nothing, but glanced at her lightly.
Ouyang Ping saw that the girl's eyes were full of Zhuo Jian, and couldn't help but have doubts in her heart, but she came over and always asked a few questions: "Girl, why did you appear in that room? And why were you kicked out?"
?”
"I was hired by Miss Lin Ruxiang to accompany you, but the bosses don't like me."
The girl lowered her head and cried more and more as she spoke.
"What do you do?"
Ouyang Ping frowned and asked.
Zhuo Jian looked at the girl and didn't want to meddle in her own business, so she said, "I'll go back to the private room first."
Ouyang Ping nodded and looked at the crying girl again. Seeing that she was always looking at Zhuo Jian, she felt a little regretful.
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Later, Ouyang Ping returned to the private room and sat down and said to everyone: "The girl said that her mother was undergoing chemotherapy in the hospital and had no money to pay for medical expenses. Lin Ruxiang approached her in the hospital and said that as long as she accompanied the guest, the medical treatment