I don't deserve your love

"Zhuo Jian?"

Zhao Ran couldn't help murmuring her name, but in the next second she immediately made a move that she would regret later.

She went to hug the orange chestnut.

Cheng Li started to cry immediately, Fu Yanye thought it hurt him, so he immediately said: "Let go."

Zhao Ran: "..."

"Brother, my sister is not sensible. Sister-in-law, you are here. We just played with our little nephew. Don't take it to heart."

Cheng Li cried even more aggrieved.

Zhuo Jian felt that Zhao Lin's words were very funny, so she stepped forward and looked at Zhao Ran coldly: "Let's go."

Zhao Ran was so frightened by Fu Yanye that she wanted to cry, but when she did this again, Zhao Ran got up and backed away.

Zhuo Jian never looked at Fu Yanye, but just hugged Chengli from his arms to her body, and gently coaxed, "Stop crying, it's okay."

Cheng Li still couldn't speak, and the cries of grievance gradually turned into weak sobs.

But Zhuo Jian looked at his red eyes, and then looked at Zhao Ran angrily: "If you like children, go and have them yourself. You are not qualified to snatch other people's children."

"..."

Zhao Ran wanted to argue, but when he met Zhuo Jian's knife-like eyes, he suddenly couldn't say anything.

"Sister-in-law, this is really a misunderstanding."

"It doesn't matter what it is, but adults should know that they can't be too greedy. They want this too, and they want that too. Can your sister occupy all the good things in this world?"

After Zhuo Jian finished speaking, she hugged the orange chestnut and left.

Those young masters who were sitting suddenly looked like living fossils, no one dared to speak, and their breathing seemed to have disappeared, but their eyes were quietly staring in the same direction, Fu Yanye.

Fu Yanye sneered after she left, raised his eyes and glanced casually, and asked when he stood up, "Are you happy now?"

"elder brother."

Zhao Lin also wanted to apologize.

When Fu Yanye walked to the door, he suddenly turned around and pointed at him: "You just do it, don't blame me for overdoing it."

Zhao Lin: "..."

"Boss Fu, you have something to say to me..."

"The reason why I came here is because I learned from the bodyguard that my wife will come here to eat, so you can understand?"

After Fu Yanye finished speaking, he turned around and left.

Some things may not be suitable to be misunderstood.

He did hear from Wang Rui that Zhuo Jian would come here first after get off work, so he thought of Zhao Lin's birthday here, so he went to pick up the child for this trip, thinking that there would be an excuse to sit with her A car goes home.

This is just great.

Fu Yanye chased him out, Zhuo Jian was sitting in the car with Cheng Li in his arms, and was about to be taken away.

Wang Rui drives.

Fu Yanye stood in front of the car, Wang Rui stopped the car in time, and Fu Yanye got out of the car with a look.

"I'll take you back first, this is not a place to quarrel."

Fu Yanye poked his head in, and got into the driver's seat after speaking.

Zhuo Jian hugged Cheng Li, staring at him from sharp to indifferent, very quickly.

Cheng Li snuggled into her arms, smelled her mother's fragrance, and soon fell asleep.

The car soon arrived at Shengyuan. Fu Yanye parked the car and Zhuo Jian was about to leave with the child. Yuan Man and Wang Rui watched from behind, and they dared not go out in the car.

Fu Yanye didn't even close the car door, went out to catch up with her: "Give me a chance to explain."

His eyes were like ink, Zhuo Jian looked at him but couldn't feel any good impression, "It's not necessary."

Zhuo Jian wanted to leave, but Fu Yanye grabbed her and turned to look at Wang Rui's car.

Wang Rui and Yuan Man got out of the car quickly.

"Come on, take the young master back first."

Fu Yanye wanted to call her son by his name, but she was afraid that she would think that she didn't love him if she called him wrong, so she ordered so lightly.

Zhuo Jian looked at him, and couldn't help but asked angrily, "Does it mean you don't even remember your own son's name?"

Fu Yanye: "..."

Zhuo Jian despised him, felt chills towards him, then subconsciously lowered her head to find the red rope hanging tag in Cheng Li's hand, and then...

Embarrassment filled the air.

"You still need to see that?"

Fu Yanye asked in a low voice.

Zhuo Jian gave him a guilty look, and said to him, "You don't need to worry about it."

She wanted to take the baby and leave, but Fu Yanye took her arm and looked at Yuan Man in a blink of an eye.

"Ma'am, the young master will catch a cold after being outside for a long time, please give it to me."

Yuan Man reminded.

Zhuo Jian thought for a while, she couldn't leave without him letting go, so she had to give her the orange chestnut.

When Wang Rui and Yuan Man left, Zhuo Jian struggled again, but still couldn't break free from his restraint, and asked him angrily, "Fu Yanye, can you let go?"

If you can, of course, you don't want to let go for the rest of your life.

But now she looks like this.

Fu Yanye had no choice but to let go of her slowly, holding his back with both hands, staring straight at her with black eyes, "Today is Zhao Lin's birthday."

"Why are you explaining this to me? Do I need to know?"

"Misunderstanding will make people who want to break up with me even more want to run away from me."

Fu Yanye explained patiently.

He's been cold to her recently, and he's actually thinking about this.

Ouyang Ping told Li Yuqing that he was pushing too hard, too hard.

Or so, he thought.

"It doesn't matter, we are separated anyway."

Zhuo Jian lowered her head and looked at her ankles. She was wearing thick socks after work tonight, but why is it still so cold?

The ankles are like ice.

Fu Yanye looked at her, thinking that she didn't want to talk to him.

"Your words always hurt, Zhuo Jian."

"..."

Zhuo Jian's keen eyes froze for a moment, and then continued to look down at the ground.

"I'm not going to find a stepmother for my son"

"Fu Yanye, you really don't need to explain to me, you just need to remember what you promised me."

Zhuo Jian touched her lower back as she spoke, then turned her head to look into the building, and when she turned and walked in, she said: "I have seen my sons today, so I don't need to see them tomorrow."

Fu Yanye: "..."

"I came back today to celebrate Zhao Lin's birthday, and I only asked Chang Xia to bring... Cheng down. Cheng Cheng and the other brother haven't met yet."

Fu Yanye chased after her, habitually grabbing her wrist.

Zhuo Jian lowered her eyes and glanced unhappily, then slowly raised her head to look at him, "Mr. Fu, do you have to hold me with your hand to speak? Besides, you can't even remember your son's name, why don't you see me?" what are they doing?"

I don't bother to care about him, love to see or not.

But Fu Yanye's warm hand held her wrist, which made her wrist warmer. She didn't make any more money, but just vented her anger with him.

"Don't you remember it too?"

Fu Yanye asked her.

"How can I not remember my son's name? Is Chengli Chengqing hard to remember?"

"Who just flipped through the pendant in his hand?"

Fu Yanye reminded in a low voice.

Zhuo Jian blushed, watched his eyes move away, raised his other hand to break his hand, and muttered uncomfortably: "Fu Yanye, let me go, I'm going upstairs."

Seeing her writhing like this, Fu Yanye couldn't bear to let her go, wishing he could immediately drag her into his arms and ravage her.

He let her go anyway.

"Or, I'll stay tonight and I'll disappear tomorrow, okay?"

"..."

Zhuo Jian felt that something was wrong?