I don't deserve your love

"It's not funny at all."

Zhuo Jian saw his playfulness, but was very nervous.

Sheng Xin smiled, feeling better at last, and said, "Look back."

"Ok?"

Zhuo Jian turned around reflexively, and immediately became tense.

Seeing that he was discovered, Fu Yanye walked over, leaned over, touched the top of her head and asked her, "So nervous?"

"..."

Zhuo Jian didn't know why he was here.

She thought that there was no bodyguard following her today.

"Talking about things with customers here is because of fate that let us meet."

He laughed as he spoke, which made her even more nervous.

Sheng Xin looked at Zhuo Jian's expression and then at Fu Yanye, "Boss Fu isn't going to say hello to me?"

"I really don't intend to, but I can clearly say in response to Mr. Sheng's question just now, that I, Fu Yanye, am by no means a stingy person. My wife is just drinking tea with friends."

He explained calmly.

Sheng Xin smiled and licked his parched lips, thinking that you are not stingy, and the four words "hupenggouyou" are enough proof.

Fu Yanye looked down at Zhuo Jian again: "Don't be afraid."

Zhuo Jian looked up at him, "What are you talking about?"

What is she afraid of?

Fu Yanye smiled, kissed her on the top of her head, and said in a low voice, "I'll pay the bill, so it's our husband and wife asking Mr. Sheng, huh?"

"what ever."

Zhuo Jian looked at him, unable to figure out what he was thinking.

"Dining together at noon? We have half an hour to finish, you guys, it should be about the same?"

"Unfortunately, I still want to have lunch with Ah Jian."

Sheng Xin couldn't get used to Fu Yanye's appearance that he didn't pay attention to anyone and wanted to make decisions for Zhuo Jian.

"I'm afraid Mr. Sheng is not qualified to make a decision."

Fu Yanye gave him a cold look, then looked down at Zhuo Jian.

Zhuo Jian naturally understood that he wanted her to make a choice.

"I'm going to be with Jian Qian at noon."

Zhuo Jian quickly made a decision.

Fu Yanye was a little dissatisfied, but at least the answer was fair, and he continued to smile, "If that's the case, then I won't bother you."

"..."

Sheng Xin just stared at Fu Yanye, but wanted to see how long he could pretend.

Fu Yanye returned to the place with the client, still smiling.

But still while drinking tea, he turned his eyes towards his wife's place.

There are so many grasses around his wife, if it was before, he would definitely get rid of it immediately, but now...

endure.

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At night, when Zhuo Jian got off work, Jian Qian took her hand: "Wait a minute, my brother-in-law hasn't come yet."

"You think he will come?"

"Hey, brother-in-law will arrive even though he is late, do you believe it or not?"

"Do not believe."

Zhuo Jian didn't know where Jian Qian's confidence came from, to Fu Yanye.

But just as the two of them were about to go down the steps, the car slowly drove over from one side, and it was sure to arrive even though it was late.

Fu Yanye got out of the car, walked around to the co-pilot, turned on the co-pilot and looked up at her.

"Since brother-in-law is here, I'm leaving. See you tomorrow."

Jian Qian thinks that the two of them are doing well now, and it is appropriate for her to step down as a big light bulb.

Zhuo Jian looked at Fu Yanye, walked down slowly, and didn't rush to get into the car when he got in front of him. Looking at him, she asked curiously, "Why are you here again?"

"Picking you up is already the most important thing in my life."

"one?"

"Not one of them."

It is the most important thing in this life.

He was calm, but there was a certain determination in his eyes.

Zhuo Jian looked at him and quickly got into the car.

Not long after, when the car was driving home, he said, "Open the front drawer yourself."

Zhuo Jian leaned over to open it, and there was a red invitation card inside, very old-fashioned, but very eye-catching.

She opened it to look, and there were two names of people she was familiar with written on it.

Zhuang Mingli and Li Jing.

Finally, their wedding came.

Zhuo Jian looked at him suspiciously: "Will you go?"

"No, what about you?"

"Not good."

Zhuo Jian didn't care much about what he said.

Fu Yanye took a deep look at her in a blink of an eye, trying to make sure if she was serious or on purpose.

"Have a good drive."

Zhuo Jian put the wedding invitation back inside, closed the drawer, and looked outside.

Wish them well.

After the two returned home, the children had already been picked up. Those who practiced the piano practiced the piano, and those who played games played games. Fu Yanye said, "I'll be in charge tonight. Just order whatever you want."

Zhuo Jian somewhat understood what he meant these two days, and said, "I don't order, we can eat whatever Boss Fu does."

Fu Yanye: "..."

For a week, he personally picked her up and sent her to and from get off work, and cooked the meals himself.

Until that Monday night, he suddenly sent a message, "There is a social engagement, go back later."

Wang Rui took time out of his busy schedule to pick her up, "Young Madam, I will take you home."

Zhuo Jian got into his car and asked him, "Has the child gained weight again?"

"Yuan Man said she couldn't hold her anymore."

"She's weak now."

Zhuo Jian returned to him.

The two chatted a few words casually, and soon arrived at the old house.

Cheng Cheng watched Zhuo Jian cook in the kitchen, and asked, "Mum, didn't Dad come back to cook tonight?"

"Well, he has entertainment."

In fact, she always knew in her heart that he couldn't pick her up for a long time and cook for her all the time.

She just didn't expect it to end so soon.

Zhuo Jian didn't know where he went, but when she saw that his seat was empty, she still sighed.

It was almost twelve o'clock in the evening, and the door of their bedroom was gently opened.

Zhuo Jian felt a burst of coolness on her forehead, but the coolness soon ended.

He leaned over and kissed her forehead, then sat by and looked at her for a while, then got up and left with his coat.

After she woke up the next morning, he had already hugged Cheng Tian and sat on the edge of her bed again. Cheng Tian crawled into her arms and called her Mommy next to her, very happy.

Fu Yanye watched from the side, "Good morning."

Zhuo Jian hugged Cheng Tian to prevent her from falling: "Yes."

Fu Yanye didn't say much, but just smiled at her. Zhuo Jian felt uncomfortable and asked, "What time did you come back last night?"

"It's past eleven."

"Oh."

Zhuo Jian saw that he didn't intend to say more, so she didn't ask any more questions, but at 11:30 she still checked her phone, that is to say, she didn't come back until 11:30 at least.

Or she just fell asleep and he came back.

"Get up, breakfast is almost ready."

"it is good."

"Mommy, Mommy."

Cheng Tian just wanted to do something in her arms early in the morning, so she looked at her eagerly and then went to tear her collar.

Fu Yanye hugged Cheng Tian from her arms in time, carefully loosened her hand from Zhuo Jian's collar, and hugged her: "I'll take her down first."

"it is good."

Zhuo Jian sat on the bed and watched him go down holding Cheng Tian, ​​and suddenly that bad feeling hit her heart again.

He has something to hide from her.

Zhuo Jian was not very breathable, so after getting up, she asked someone to make a cup of coffee, and drank it in the yard to blow off the wind.

The wind in April is really warm.

In the morning, Fu Yanye sent her to work as usual. There was an unfamiliar number on the display screen on the way, but he hung up.

Zhuo Jian asked him, "If it's inconvenient for you to carry me, don't make things difficult for yourself."

"No inconvenience."

Fu Yanye glanced at her and continued to drive seriously.

Zhuo Jian saw that he was so calm, but she was so angry that she was half dead, then she turned her head and looked out the window, who wouldn't cherish words like gold?

For three days in a row, he has been like that.