I don't deserve your love

"How do you..."

Again?

Zhuo Jian stood up slowly, and stopped what she wanted to say because she was in front of Wang Yue.

"Mom called and said she would come to see her grandson and asked me to come over with her."

Fu Yanye gave a reasonable explanation without waiting for her to finish speaking.

Wang Yue: "..."

What?

She called and asked him to come with him?

Ah!

Even my own mother used it, and she still lied to him even when she was old, really.

Zhuo Jian looked at Wang Yue, the corner of Wang Yue's mouth twitched, "I called him."

"Oh!"

Zhuo Jian was speechless after hearing this.

Fu Yanye looked around and asked, "Where's Chengli Chengqing?"

"Sleeping upstairs."

Wang Yue glared at him and replied by the way.

"Then don't bother them."

After Fu Yanye said that, he took off his coat, put it on the back of the sofa, walked to the sofa and sat down by himself, and hugged Chengcheng from Wang Yue's arms.

Cheng Cheng was a little nervous when she saw him, and immediately became quieter after curling up in his arms.

Zhuo Jian watched him take off his clothes and sit down again, feeling disturbed again.

Three days ago, he came over suddenly at [-] o'clock in the evening and said that he saw the child in the first week.

She was washing up and getting ready for bed, but he acted like no one else was there.

At least she drove him away that night, fearing that he would come again, so she just changed the door code two hours ago, but who knows he still came in again.

If you see him in the future, you can't open the door.

Zhuo Jian thought so in her heart.

Fu Yanye glanced at her quietly, and found that she didn't know what she was thinking, and ignored her, so she asked Wang Yue: "You came here suddenly, didn't you come to pick up Chengcheng?"

"You are very smart."

Wang Yue didn't want to cooperate with him.

Fu Yanye looked at Cheng Cheng, tugged at his little sweater and said, "They have just been reunited with their mother and son, so don't rush to pick it up."

"..."

Zhuo Jian was moved for a while, and raised her eyes to look at him.

Fu Yanye's dark black eyes also glanced at her, but soon turned a blind eye to Chengcheng, "It's not too late for you to take her with her when she gets busy later."

"Are you still a good person? Who in our family hasn't seen Chengcheng for more than a year? Who hasn't seen Chengqing Chengli for the first time? It's just you and your wife who want to have children? I still have to bring them."

Wang Yue became arrogant and unhappy.

When Zhuo Jian heard that she insisted on taking it, she was so frightened that she was scared out of her wits.

"Let's take it in a few days, Jian Jian can't do without them now."

Fu Yanye's face was sullen, but his voice was not heavy.

Wang Yue slandered, brat, let your mother be the villain, hum.

"Your grandparents and your father think they are going crazy."

Wang Yue continued.

"That……"

"I have the final say on this matter. I said a few days will be a few days."

Fu Yanye suddenly became serious.

Wang Yue: "..."

Zhuo Jian was about to let go just now, but now that he was so determined, she immediately shut up again.

Of course she wanted the child to stay with her.

"Hmph, what's the point of bullying an old lady like me?"

After Wang Yue said that, she got up and went upstairs, she had to go and see the twin babies.

There were only three of them left in the living room.

Fu Yanye put Chengcheng on the ground: "Go and find your mother."

Cheng Cheng immediately obediently went to Zhuo Jian's arms, and he felt much more at ease in Zhuo Jian's arms.

Fu Yanye saw Cheng Cheng bump into Zhuo Jian's arms, his heart twitched, and he frowned and asked, "Have you had dinner yet?"

"This point?"

Although it was dark, it was less than six o'clock, so it was not her dinner time.

"I'll go to the kitchen and have a look."

Fu Yanye said suddenly, then got up and walked into the kitchen.

Zhuo Jian turned to look at his back.

It's almost driving him crazy.

Where is he singing this?

"Chengcheng, you play by yourself first."

Zhuo Jian said softly to her son, got up and followed.

Chengcheng stood there watching, like a little tail quietly followed.

"Fu Yanye."

"exist."

Fu Yanye's heart twitched when he was called, and he looked at her in a blink of an eye.

Zhuo Jian walked in a hurry, he turned around suddenly and almost bumped into her, so she had to take a step back.

Seeing Cheng Cheng behind, Fu Yanye subconsciously reached out and grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms.

"what."

Zhuo Jian called softly and looked at him unhappy.

"The son is behind you."

Fu Yanye whispered.

Zhuo Jian turned around and saw that Cheng Cheng was really behind her, but when she saw her looking over, she turned her head with a shy smile and walked back silently.

Zhuo Jian: "..."

As soon as Chengcheng left, she shook off his hand and wanted to leave.

Fu Yanye also gave up, but just now the soft fragrance was in his arms, and it was too late to feel it.

He is a married man, and now he is worse than a single dog.

After walking a few steps, Chengcheng suddenly looked back at them, covered her mouth and said with a smile, "Father is not ashamed."

Zhuo Jian thought to herself, this should mean scolding Fu Yanye for being shameless.

I don't know if Fu Yanye can understand or not, and if he needs a translator.

When Zhuo Jian looked at him, Fu Yanye sighed helplessly, then went on to the kitchen.

There was already an aunt inside preparing to cook, he glanced at it, "You guys go out, I'll come."

"Need not."

Zhuo Jian followed, stood in front of him and refused.

Fu Yanye looked down at her: "Can I cook it for my son?"

"..."

Zhuo Jian had nothing to say.

If he wants to be nice to his son, she can't stop him.

But I really don't think he needs to.

After watching the twins, Wang Yue went to the kitchen and saw that her precious son was cooking while her daughter-in-law was supervising the work. She made a silent gesture to the servants behind and left quietly.

So at dinner, after Zhuo Jian sat down with Cheng Cheng, Fu Yanye also sat down. Zhuo Jian said, "There's no need to eat together, right?"

Fu Yanye just pulled out the chair, and when she heard what she said, he raised his eyes and looked at her, and then firmly pulled out the chair: "I can't have dinner with my son?"

"You came twice in three days."

Zhuo Jian reminded.

Fu Yanye didn't feel wrong at all, but said: "I came twice in three days, but the time three days ago was last week, and now it's a new week."

"..."

Can it still be counted like this?

She only cared about counting the time.

"Cheng Cheng, is the rice cooked by Dad delicious?"

Fu Yanye looked at the little guy who was eating and asked.

"good to eat."

Chengcheng is very supportive.

Fu Yanye served him some soup again.

Cheng Cheng picked up the bowl and gulped it down.

Zhuo Jian looked at Cheng Cheng's useful appearance and couldn't say anything, she just hoped that he would leave immediately after eating.

Who knew that he was not in a hurry to leave after dinner, hugged Chengcheng and said, "How about going to bed with you, Dad?"

"Okay, Chengcheng wants to sleep with Dad and Mom."

Chengcheng's speech is still not fluent, but she can understand it.

Zhuo Jian looked at Fu Yanye speechlessly, and then looked at her son wanting to cry without tears.

Fu Yanye took care of his son with ease.

What a silly son, too simple, too easy to deceive.

Fu Yanye glanced at Zhuo Jian, then picked up his son in the baby chair, and said in a very gentle voice, "Ask mom if she wants to sleep with us."

Cheng Cheng turned to look at Zhuo Jian: "Mom, sleep with Cheng Cheng and Dad."