Zhuo Jian breathed a sigh of relief after closing the door and relaxed a little against the door.
"Knock knock!"
Suddenly there was a knock on the door behind her. She turned around subconsciously and asked in a low voice: "Is there anything else?"
"What do you want for breakfast tomorrow morning?"
"..."
"I want to do it for you myself."
"..."
Zhuo Jian took a long time to say a complete word, and his eyes gradually became hot.
Soon I couldn't see anything clearly, and my heart even started to feel hot.
She thought that he must have done it on purpose, deliberately showing he cared about her so that she would remember how good he was and then be reluctant to leave him.
"Fu Yanye, you are so bad."
Zhuo Jian lowered his head and murmured in a voice that only he could hear.
Fu Yanye's tall body was pressed against the door panel. He couldn't hear her reply for a while, and he didn't ask any more questions. He just wanted to stay a little longer and lowered his forehead gently to the door panel.
It seems that this way, I can get closer to her.
——
Early the next morning, the weather was not bad, and there were already people busy in the yard outside.
"Wife."
Before he opened his eyes while holding Zhuo Jian's pillow, he murmured these two words in a low voice from his thin lips.
But soon he woke up, his dark eyes slowly opened, and suddenly he remembered that they had been separated for a long time.
What he was holding was not his wife, but his wife's pillow.
Fu Yanye immediately let go of the pillow, and then frowned at the pillow in annoyance.
He turned around to get his phone and checked the time. It was almost seven o'clock. Thinking about what he told her last night that he would personally prepare breakfast for her, he immediately got up, washed up and went downstairs to the kitchen.
Twenty minutes had passed since Wang Yue carried Chengcheng to the kitchen. When she saw Fu Yanye being attentive there, she couldn't help but look at him one more time and asked: "Does the sun come out in the west? Our eldest young master actually
Will you still cook by yourself?”
Fu Yanye said nothing, turned to look at his son in Wang Yue's arms, and then continued to prepare.
The chef next to him didn't dare to interfere, and said to Wang Yue boredly: "The young master is planning to give it to the young madam, and he also has a heart."
Fu Yanye thought that even the chef could tell that it was a loving breakfast, and the young lady would definitely be able to tell that too.
Wang Yue came closer to visit, looked at what he had done, and sighed, thinking that he had raised such a big son and didn't cook a meal for himself, but cooked for other girls, but when he thought of that
The girl was Zhuo Jian, and she was just watching from the sidelines with Chengcheng.
Later, the old man and the old lady also came in out of boredom to watch Fu Yanye cooking, and even Fu Zhengzheng ran in after watching the news.
"Why are you all gathered in the kitchen this early in the morning?"
Fu Zhengzheng looked at Fu Yanye preparing breakfast, and immediately glanced at the glass table again, and couldn't help but mutter: "Are you making this for Chengcheng? Don't you know that Chengcheng can't eat it now?"
"How could it be that it was made for my precious grandson? It looks like it was made for his 'ex-wife'."
Wang Yue said.
The old man and the old lady just watched the fun and did not interrupt.
Fu Zhengzheng glanced at Wang Yue and noticed that Wang Yue's eyes were warning him, so he just said "oh".
During breakfast, the whole family was all seated except Zhuo Jian.
Fu Yanye turned to look at the empty seat next to him, and suddenly frowned. He couldn't help but want to ask his aunt why she hadn't gone downstairs yet. She never liked to snooze when she was in the old house.
But I had a bad feeling, and then I looked up at the people in front of the dining table.
"Well, today's breakfast was really delicious."
Wang Yue said while eating.
“It’s really good, especially the lotus seed soup.”
The old lady took a sip of porridge and cooperated with Wang Yue.
"Not just the lotus seed soup, I think they are all good. My appetite is particularly good this morning."
As the old man spoke, he ate heartily.
Fu Yanye put down the spoon he was holding, and then stared at the place next to him in a daze.
Fu Zhengzheng couldn't stand it anymore. It was too obvious that his precious son was being bullied, so he said to him: "I left early in the morning because I wanted to have a morning meeting."
Fu Yanye completely lost the mood to have breakfast, especially when the whole family except his father was laughing at him. He simply put his hands on the edge of the table and stretched his legs under the table. He couldn't help but laugh.
Voice.
It was obvious at a glance that the whole family knew that she had left long ago, but no one told him.
It's true, they are all his relatives.
"What? Our precious daughter-in-law left early in the morning? Then the loving breakfast cooked by our precious son cannot be wasted. We haven't tasted it yet. Parents, let's try our Aye's cooking."
"Okay, bring it over quickly."
The old man was even more rude and asked for it directly.
The aunt stood behind and took two steps forward. She saw that Fu Yanye's face was not good, but she also knew that her arms could not twist the thigh, so she cautiously stepped forward and served the breakfast that Fu Yanye specially made for Zhuo Jian.
Go in front of the elders.
Before Fu Yanye went to drive, he saw his son being coaxed and playing in the yard. The boy also looked at him.
Fu Yanye suddenly felt that even that bad boy was laughing at him.
"Dad, dad, dad..."
Chengcheng clapped her small hands together and looked at him with a smile on her face.
Fu Yanye felt particularly uncomfortable when he heard this. He walked over and picked him up from the stroller and said, "I'll take him to work, and then I'll find someone to bring his milk powder to me in the office."
"yes!"
The aunt was a little stunned, but she quickly agreed.
It's not like he has never taken the child out before, but it's really rare to take him out so early in the morning. He usually takes him to see him in the afternoon and evening.
Fu Yanye found a car that could take him, locked him in the seat, gave him a toy, and took him off.
When Yuan Man received his call, he was already at the door of the TV station and greeted him honestly: "Good morning, boss."
"Zhuo Jian went to work?"
"Yes, I just entered the stage."
Yuan Man responded.
"Just entered Taili? Didn't she go out early in the morning?"
"Ah, let's go have breakfast."
Yuan Man still answered him honestly, but he always felt that he had said something wrong and felt a little guilty.
Fu Yanye hung up the phone upset after hearing this, and then continued driving to his office building.
But before Wu Fei could wait, he called and said that Lin Jiaoyang was betting on him at the door. When he was about to arrive at the office building, he turned the car to the back, entered the parking lot of the building directly from the other side, and then took his son to the elevator.
In his arms, Chengcheng couldn't help but patted his face and shouted: "Dad, dad, mom, mom..."
Only then did Fu Yanye look at him again. Seeing that he was drooling after saying a few words, he couldn't help but raise his hand to wipe it for him. Then he wiped it and muttered: "What are you calling mom? She has no intention of having us father and son for a long time."
.”
That poor...
However, after wiping the saliva from the corner of Chengcheng's mouth, he realized that he didn't bring a tissue or handkerchief. Then he looked at the sparkle on his fingers, and then looked at Chengcheng's innocent appearance...