I don't deserve your love

"Hey, Mom."

"where is it?"

Mother Chen asked her.

"on the street."

Listening to that voice, Shen Moli subconsciously looked around, then suddenly fell down.

"Chen wants surgery, do you know?"

Mother Chen asked her.

"Ah."

"Jasmine, this is still your home, and you have a common son. You can come back anytime, and you can look for him at any time."

Mother Chen said so.

"Well, thank you Mom."

"I didn't do anything, you are still divorced, Jasmine, if you are wronged, go to him, scold him, beat him, until the tone comes out in your heart, huh?"

"Ah."

Shen Moli agreed, but after hanging up the phone, no matter what, she could only take this as a joke.

The old lady of the Chen family told her a long time ago that the Fu family who loves their daughter-in-law like that would resolutely let Zhuo Jian leave when they encountered problems with their son.

The reason why Chen's mother told her like this now is just to talk about it. If she really went to beat and scold her, it is estimated that Chen's mother should feel sorry for her son and blame her in her heart.

She has been able to distinguish between sincerity and sincerity, and she also understands that what she has experienced is the price of growing up.

She sat alone in the square, and the square dancers dispersed, but she was still sitting there.

-

Fu's old house.

In the cozy living room, Cheng Bao is playing chess with the old man, while the rest of the people are watching.

Cheng Bao's chess game has won prizes in competitions. Although he has made every step of the way, he has a calm and confident temperament.

The old man looked at the chessboard seriously, and occasionally asked Fu Yanye, "Is your sister really not coming back?"

"She doesn't plan to come back for the time being."

Fu Yanye stood behind his son and watched the chess game, feeling that Cheng Bao had a good chance of winning.

Zhuo Jian is playing Lianliankan with the old lady, but the simple game makes the old lady play very hard.

Occasionally, she looked up at Fu Yanye and her son, and accidentally found that the father and son behaved so much alike.

"Let's call her back. She's been outside for so many years. It's time to go home."

said the old man.

In fact, everyone in the family wanted Fu Yanqing to come back, but Fu Yanqing was not willing. On the one hand, it was because of her son. On the other hand, she probably did not let go, after all, she had just left.

Fu Yanye went back and sat beside Zhuo Jian, with his hands on her back naturally, watching the game she played with the old lady, kissed her ear lightly, and murmured, "Grandma thinks Is this game interesting?"

"Huh, why is it boring? I got up in the middle of the night last night to go to the bathroom and she was still awake, wearing a pair of glasses and playing until after two o'clock."

"what?"

Zhuo Jian looked at the old lady in disbelief, and couldn't help putting her arms around her shoulders: "Grandma, playing for too long is bad for your eyes."

"Anyway, my eyesight has been bad for a long time."

Said the old lady.

Zhuo Jian and Fu Yanye were unable to refute what they heard.

Instead, the old man snorted.

"Grandma, although your eyes are so beautiful, don't let them become unattractive just for fun."

Cheng Bao suddenly spoke.

"Oh, really? Our Chengbao thinks Grandma's eyes are really beautiful?"

"Of course."

"Oh, that wife will go to bed early tonight and stop playing games."

"Grandma Tai is awesome, Grandma Tai is our role model."

Chengbao immediately praised it.

The old lady hated her great-grandson's tricks, so she immediately put down her phone and said generously, "From today onwards, quit playing games."

"..."

Zhuo Jian was astonished.

If you cooperate with them, you are not as good as your great-grandson.

but……

Seeing that Chengbao was so liked by the old lady and the old man, she was actually very happy in her heart.

Fu Yanye looked at Zhuo Jian's satisfied face, and stroked her hair.

Her hair grew a little longer.

He couldn't help but kiss lightly.

Zhuo Jian raised her head: "What are you doing?"

"Ok?"

Fu Yanye didn't seem to understand, but looked at her with burning eyes.

"Will we have another sister?"

Cheng Bao asked suddenly.

The old man hummed and laughed.

The old lady also glanced at their husband and wife.

Fu Yanye was suddenly serious, "Of course not."

It would be nice if my daughter had one.

He looked at the woman in his arms, but he was reluctant to let her suffer again.

"Your mother has such a small body, she is already great after giving birth to the four of you. We don't want to be greedy."

The old man said seriously to his great-grandson.

"Oh."

Cheng Bao seemed to understand, and nodded in agreement.

Seeing that the elders loved his wife, Fu Yanye felt even more arrogant.

Yes, everyone should love her well.

She is so weak, but she gave birth to four little things.

No, actually, it's four treasures.

Of course, in his heart, no one can compare to her big baby.

After returning to the room, Zhuo Jian glanced at her phone, saw that it was a WeChat message from Shen Moli, and replied: "It's great."

Fu Yanye walked behind her and hugged her lightly, looking at Shen Moli's WeChat message to her, his brows and eyes were a little unhappy, but he didn't care too much.

He knew that Zhuo Jian would not comfort others, so...

Well, he has never been very happy about her being called sister and being treated like a confidant.

Fu Yanye hugged her, "Shall we go take a bath?"

"Well, you go first."

She looked down at Moments and told him.

"I'll go first? Me alone?"

Fu Yanye asked her suspiciously.

"Well, I'll chat with Jasmine for a while."

"You still go talk to me for a while."

"Ah? What are you talking about?"

"You'll know when you go."

Fu Yanye directly picked her up and took her to the bathroom.

"Who's chatting in the bathroom?"

Zhuo Jian asked.

"Yes, we are."

The door of the bathroom was closed by him mercilessly, and immediately, he pressed the person in his arms against the wall, entwined with each other's breaths, and soon he put his arms around her slender waist, held her half of her face and kissed her.

Zhuo Jian felt that he kissed too much every time, but he still had a conscience, and every time he stopped to let her breathe before she was out of breath.

Fu Yanye sucked her lips and murmured: "Be careful."

Zhuo Jian put her arms around his neck, and whispered shyly, "Can't you go to bed?"

"Take it easy."

With his sexy voice, he carried her inside again after speaking.

Zhuo Jian's cell phone rang again on the bed, and this time it was Zhang Mingmei who called.

But of course she couldn't answer it, even if she heard it.

The body is already soaked, in the bathroom.

-

Zhang Mingmei hung up the phone and said to Zhong Mai: "It seems that there is no hope."

"Hey, it's really hard to find her out now."

Zhong Mai also shook his head.

"However, in fact, this is the life Ah Jian has always wanted, right?"

Zhang Mingmei thought about it, and suddenly told her a little relieved.

"Ah."

Zhong Mai agreed after hearing this.

From the very beginning when they met Zhuo Jian, they knew that Zhuo Jian was not a person obsessed with nightlife, she just wanted a home, a very warm home.

If Fu Yanye hadn't been in an unstable relationship with her back then, she wouldn't have stayed here with them all day long.

As sisters, they naturally accept and hope that Zhuo Jian can continue to be happy like this. After all, she deserves it.

Zhang Mingmei accidentally saw the woman jumping in the crowd downstairs, "That seems to be..."