I don't deserve your love

Fu Yanye continued to persecute her harshly.

Zhuo Jian stared at him angrily. Seeing that she was about to cry again, Fu Yanye felt hot and threatened immediately: "If you dare to cry in front of me, you will be punished and not allowed to see them for a month."

"Fu Yanye, you bastard."

After Zhuo Jian heard this, she raised her hand angrily and pushed him away.

It's just that he grabbed both wrists instead.

The pain in her wrist that was about to break made her eyes stare, but Fu Yanye was even more aggressive.

He said: "Is it difficult to make me happy? We have lived for so long, don't you know how I like you?"

Zhuo Jian looked at him with red eyes from crying, holding back her temper and not daring to lose her temper, she was going crazy.

"Why do you cry so much now? What else can you do besides crying? I want you to please me and make me happy, I don't want you..."

"Aren't you happy? Who was lying on me last night..."

Who was lying on top of me in such a useful way last night?

She couldn't say the next words, but she knew he understood.

"What happened to lying on top of you?"

But he pretended not to understand, and approached her ambiguously.

Zhuo Jian's hands were clenched into fists, hating herself for not being strong enough, otherwise she would break away from him, and then punched him out, hitting him with teeth all over the floor.

Just because he made a wrong choice, he will be humiliated for a long time?

Did he satisfy her last night, can she not feel it?It's not the first time with him.

She then obviously chose to stay.

But he ignored it completely.

Zhuo Jian looked at him with hatred and resentment for a few seconds, then turned away angrily and remained silent.

Seeing her stubborn appearance, Fu Yanye squeezed her chin again, "Look at me."

Zhuo Jian didn't want to look at him, she lowered her eyes but didn't raise them.

Fu Yanye had no choice but to raise her chin, "I won't let you hold your son if you don't look at me."

Zhuo Jian had to raise her eyes to look at him, but the resentment in her eyes deepened.

Fu Yanye suddenly smiled darkly: "This looks delicious, why don't you come to do some morning exercises?"

Zhuo Jian instantly blushed up to her ears, he was merciless last night, she is still in pain now.

Seeing her look like this, Fu Yanye was even more proud, and ordered her seriously: "But I'm not interested in it now. From today on, you must be there when you are called. After you are done, go to sleep in the opposite house. I don't want to be with a The woman who wants to leave me all day sleeps in the same bed, understand?"

"Then when can I hold my son?"

"You didn't hug me just now?"

"..."

Zhuo Jian's eyes were heavy, and tears were about to flow out in protest.

"As long as you take good care of me, naturally you can hug them for a while every day, but I don't know if you can do it."

"I can."

"Really?"

Fu Yanye raised his eyebrows.

"..."

Zhuo Jian blushed and was speechless.

"Then I'll wait and see, don't be like last night, I thought I was doing it with a dead fish."

"..."

Dead fish?

The scene of last night appeared in Zhuo Jian's mind, he turned her over and over, obviously very interested.

But she does look like a dead fish.

Otherwise, how could he not consider her feelings at all?

She is now his venting tool.

In the days that followed, he was a well-dressed gentleman during the day, and when he got into bed and took off his clothes at night, he was the master of the human face and animal heart, and dragged her into hell to ravage her.

He stopped kissing her, ignored her feelings, only cared about his own happiness, and then sent her a sentence: "You can get out."

She would obediently pick up the pajamas on the floor and roll them around, because in the second half of the night, she could finally be with the children.

Until that day when he went out again, the children were hidden by him again.

Zhuo Jian was very surprised, he didn't send the children to the old house, and he didn't take the children with him when he went to work, so where did the children go?

Ouyang Ping made an appointment with her to have dinner at Xingguang, and saw that she was already waiting there, but she was in a daze, and asked, "What are you thinking?"

Zhuo Jian raised her eyes, then lowered them again, and sighed helplessly, "Hey, I'm wondering where he hid my son."

"Ok?"

Ouyang Ping was puzzled. It was rumored on the Internet that their husband and wife are now in a good relationship. A few days ago, Fu Yanye even refused the evening entertainment, and went home after work.

Ouyang Ping thought they were reconciled.

"The situation is a bit complicated now. He always takes the children with him when he goes out. He didn't bring them this time, but he didn't send them to the old house either."

"Forehead."

Ouyang Ping was a little confused.

Soon the supervisor came to serve them in person, hesitating to just the two of them, so they asked for a small private room, but the supervisor was respectful and every dish he served explained its effect.

Ouyang Ping couldn't help frowning, and asked her, "Are you raising a baby or confinement?"

Zhuo Jian was also dazed looking at those dishes, she turned to look at the supervisor, "This is not what I ordered, is it wrong?"

"Ma'am, this is what the boss ordered for you."

"..."

"..."

Zhuo Jian and Ouyang Ping were speechless.

Immediately the supervisor stepped down, and the two of them ate confinement meals, but there was no wine, just fruit juice.

"Are you still breastfeeding the twins?"

Ouyang Ping asked.

"I still eat breast milk, I can't even see it."

Fu Yanye said that she was not worthy of breastfeeding his son, and let her figure out a solution by herself.

"Then what is this for?"

Ouyang Ping wanted to laugh, looking at the dishes and soup on the table, are these really for confinement people?

But anyway, they are very nutritious after eating, so she is too lazy to take care of it.

Just curious, what is Fu Yanye doing?

Bullying Zhuo Jian while caring about her food and drink?

"I suspect that he is worried that you will ruin your body. He actually still cares about you, but he is embarrassed to say it."

Ouyang Ping whispered to her.

"I asked him that question."

"Really? He does the same at home?"

"Well, when I went to see him at night, he was always eating, and he would let me eat together, basically this kind of dishes."

"Ha, then how did he reply to you?"

"He told me to eat more to give me strength..."

Zhuo Jian couldn't speak anymore.

But Ouyang Ping couldn't help but looked at her curiously, for some reason, she suddenly couldn't help laughing, and asked her, "Do you want to do it with him?"

Zhuo Jian blushed, and then smiled helplessly, and then said to her with her chin in hand, "He also said that he didn't want the children to lose their mother at a young age."

"Forehead."

"He also asked me to soak my feet with traditional Chinese medicine every night."

Zhuo Jian continued.

"..."

Ouyang Ping was speechless while drinking the soup.

"But don't think he has a little pity for me, I can assure you not."

"How dare you guarantee it?"

"He said it himself."

Zhuo Jian was frantically probing on the verge of depression, she was really tortured by Fu Yanye recently and almost collapsed.

She asked a lot of questions that day, and then almost wanted to slap herself a few big mouths.

How did Fu Yanye reply to her?

He said: "You are not worthy to breastfeed my son, and you are not worthy to say you love my son."

He said: "Zhuo Jian, you have to figure out your position and stop making unnecessary struggles. I can't let you do whatever you want like before. From now on, I will strictly discipline you."

He also said: "Also, don't try to break yourself down and let the world accuse me of abusing you, unless you don't want to touch your sons in your life."