"Tell Miss Lin that our young lady doesn't want to see her."
"..."
Zhuo Jian watched Fu Yanye walk in with a cold face and long legs, but he was stunned.
——
The old lady’s birthday is simple but particularly warm.
Before the meal, Wang Yue and Zhuo Jian took care of the old lady, went back to the room, changed into a beautiful cheongsam, put on a pearl necklace, and were helped out by the two of them like Lafayettes.
The grandfather and grandson were sitting on the sofa and watching. The old man looked at his old wife and smiled movedly at first, but then complained: "I don't want to have a peaceful sleep tonight."
"Dad, what's the word?"
Fu Zhengzheng asked him doubtfully.
"She has to wear such a beautiful necklace and talk about it all night?"
The temper of the old man and even his own wife.
After hearing this, Fu Zhengzheng smiled helplessly and looked at his son again. Those eyes only focused on one person.
After the family sat down again, the old lady took Zhuo Jian's hand and touched it gently. Looking at the ring on her hand, she couldn't help but sigh: "Seeing you two wearing wedding rings, I can finally feel relieved."
, next, let’s wait for my great-great-grandson to come out.”
As soon as the old lady said this, everyone looked at Zhuo Jian.
Zhuo Jian: "..."
Wang Yue opened the gift Zhuo Jian gave her, and she was also filled with joy. Although it was not as elegant as the old lady, the large diamonds were enough to reflect her ladylike temperament.
Fu Yanye stared at the necklace with his dark eyes, which he bought for Zhuo Jian.
"It's our dear Jian Jian who never forgets to pick out gifts for us no matter where we go."
The old lady also looked at the necklace and said.
"My son's pain is in vain, my daughter's pain is in vain, but my daughter-in-law's pain is not in vain."
Wang Yue looked at Zhuo Jian, and the more he looked at it, the more satisfied he became.
Zhuo Jian was flattered when she saw that the old lady and Wang Yue liked the gifts she bought, but she did not forget to turn her head and look at the people around her: "Actually, it was all paid by Young Master Ye."
Suddenly, the room became quiet.
Fu Yanye's eyes were half-squinted, and his voice was restrained and cold, "What did you call me?"
Zhuo Jian immediately came back to his senses, looked at everyone's expressions, and hurriedly laughed and said: "My husband, he paid for it."
Immediately, everyone was happy.
The housekeeper walked in again and said: "Madam, Miss Lin said that she has prepared a birthday gift for the old lady. I hope you can deliver it, or I can go and pick it up."
The originally harmonious space suddenly felt uncomfortable.
Wang Yue said solemnly: "Will our family lack a gift for her?"
"Reply her, if she can disappear from my old lady's eyes, that is the best gift she can give me."
The old lady was not polite either.
Zhuo Jian subconsciously looked at Fu Yanye, who was also looking at her, but his eyes were unpredictable.
She recalled the conversation between the two of them before. He did not intend to be a bad person with Lin Ruxiang.
"It's better to leave her alone. If she doesn't want to leave, what's the use of nagging her."
The old man said in annoyance, looking at his 'good grandson' with reproachful eyes that had experienced many vicissitudes of life.
"That……"
The housekeeper hesitated.
"Go and do your business."
The old man said again.
"yes!"
Seeing that no one had any objections, the steward withdrew.
But at eleven o'clock at night, the car was parked there.
The housekeeper came to report again, and the old lady yawned: "I'm sleepy, I'm going to bed."
"Together."
The old man said and left after his wife.
Wang Yue didn't care about that much, just said: "I'll report again tomorrow morning what time she left. I don't want to hear any more news about her tonight."
"yes!"
The butler agreed and stepped back.
It started to rain coldly outside.
Zhuo Jian turned and looked out the window, then looked at his watch. He didn't expect that Lin Ruxiang could endure it outside the door for so long.
But considering what Lin Ruxiang did to them, it doesn't seem surprising.
"I'm sleepy! Should I go back or stay here?"
Fu Yanye suddenly asked, naturally asking Zhuo Jian.
Zhuo Jian looked back at him, a little surprised. Thinking of what he had said to her before, she didn't know how to answer.
"Why are you going back so late? This is not your home?"
Wang Yue questioned him.
Fu Yanye said nothing, but looked at Zhuo Jian.
Seeing his expression, Wang Yue mistakenly thought that he wanted to go out to see Lin Ruxiang again, and immediately said: "I have made the decision. You two will stay here tonight, and no one can leave."
After hearing this, Fu Yanye stopped retorting and stood up.
"Where are you going?"
Wang Yue raised her head and stared at him, thinking that he was so angry that he wanted to leave by himself.
Fu Yanye just said lightly: "Go take a shower."
Wang Yue: "..."
Zhuo Jian: "..."
"Jian Jian, it's your turn to go."
Zhuo Jian is playing backgammon with Fu Zhengzheng.
Zhuo Jian came to his senses, and then immediately lowered his head to look at the chess game. It was okay not to look at it, but when he looked at it, he realized that he was dead.
Fu Yanye turned sideways and saw that she was still innocently playing chess with his father, so he had to say: "After this game, hurry up and go upstairs."
Seeing that his son was still so aloof, Wang Yue couldn't help but slap him on the butt when he left.
But he was walking too fast and couldn't be photographed.
"You brat, do you know how to show off to your wife?"
Wang Yue muttered something, and then continued to move forward to watch the chess player.
It was almost twelve o'clock when Zhuo Jian went upstairs.
The rain outside was mixed with a small amount of snow.
Zhuo Jian stood at the window and took a look, and then had to go to the master bedroom.
Fu Yanye had already finished washing and was leaning on the bedside, scrolling through his phone. When he heard the door ring, he didn't even raise his eyelids, "I've put your pajamas in the bathroom for you. Go take a shower."
Zhuo Jian: "..."
Can't she sit down for a while before washing?
But she was indeed tired, but she was a little scared at the thought of lying on the same bed with him after taking a shower.
When Fu Yanye saw her obediently enter the bathroom, he threw away his cell phone and just lifted up his pajamas when he heard the door ring and immediately put it down.
Wang Yue quietly revealed her head and said, "Fu Yanye, you are not allowed to be rough with your wife."
Fu Yanye: "..."
"If you dare to hurt her, you will be dead."
Wang Yue threatened again in a low voice before closing the door for him.
Fu Yanye frowned, what's going on?
Suddenly the door was opened again, and he subconsciously looked at the door.
"It's best not to touch her, she's very fragile."
"..."
After Wang Yue finished speaking, he finally left.
Fu Yanye frowned and couldn't let go. He couldn't help but think, what did that woman say to Wang Yue?
But if he doesn't touch her tonight, is he still a man?
Fu Yanye thought about it and started to take off his clothes again. However, Wang Yue opened the door twice just now and was caught in a shadow. He immediately jumped out of bed and locked the door.
But when he looked back, listening to the sound of running water in the bathroom, he suddenly couldn't help it.
She had to dry her hair after taking a bath, and he would be burned to death after waiting for a long time.
Zhuo Jian was washing her hair. When she heard the sound of the door opening, she reflexively turned her head to look.
When she saw the person who had closed the door and was standing behind the door taking off her clothes, she suddenly stood there, her heart beating like thunder. This chapter has been completed!