I don't deserve your love

Jianqian went to work that day, and although she had a cold, she was a little flustered.

Thinking of seeing him suddenly at home in the morning, I couldn't help but giggle.

The staff couldn't help asking her, "What's Teacher Jian thinking? Your smile is so sweet."

"Ok?"

Jian Qian was surprised, she didn't realize that she forgot to hide her emotions.

"You must be thinking about your brother-in-law, right?"

"You're the one who's smart, work on it."

She also felt a little sweet when she heard someone called brother-in-law Feng Ying.

It was as if everyone was sure that it was her man.

When Zhuo Jian went to Zhuo Jian's office after the live broadcast, Zhuo Jian was eating a hamburger, so she sat beside her and said, "Sister."

"Ok?"

"Feng Ying is back."

"..."

Zhuo Jian was startled, but then delighted.

"My son wanted to play with him, but I caught a cold these two days, so I let him take it away."

"Huh? Are you leaving immediately? Only staying for one night?"

"He came back in the morning."

"Oh."

Zhuo Jian stuffed a hamburger into her mouth, and couldn't help frowning.

Come and go.

Suddenly remembered that he and Fu Yanye had been in different places for a while.

But Fu Yanye never went and then left.

What happened to Feng Ying?

Everyone is back, will you leave in a while?

"Although I am a little bit reluctant, it would be bad if I infect their father and son with a cold."

Jian Qian was afraid that Zhuo Jian would be thinking wildly, so she explained again.

Zhuo Jian looked at her, "Yes."

Zhuo Jian continued to eat hamburgers, but her mood was still complicated.

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After get off work at night, Fu Yanye stood outside waiting for her as usual.

It's autumn, and the west side is particularly red, standing there, it's extraordinarily gorgeous.

Zhuo Jian walked forward slowly.

Fu Yanye put the phone in his pocket, and when he met her gaze, he couldn't help casting a longing look.

Zhuo Jian stepped forward to hug him, "Hey, give Feng Ying a call."

"Ok?"

Mrs. Fu took the initiative to throw herself into her arms and asked him to call another man?

"He came back to lie down in the morning, ignored Qianqian's cold, and took his son away."

"..."

Fu Yanye looked at her in a blink of an eye, frowning slightly.

After a while, the two got in the car and went back. Fu Yanye asked her while driving, "Do you suspect that Feng Ying is going to leave his wife and children?"

"You may not believe it, but when you go home and tell your parents, grandparents, they will definitely understand my thoughts."

Zhuo Jian said.

"Oh? Why would they understand?"

It was rare for Fu Yanye to act stupid.

"You'll know then."

Zhuo Jian didn't explain much.

Sure enough, back to the old house.

Zhuo Jian just started, saying that Feng Ying came back to see Qianqian took his son to play for a few days.

Wang Yue: "How many days are you really playing?"

"Hey, don't you want the little guy not to come back in Fengcheng?"

The old lady was also very worried about the sermon.

Fu Yanye sat beside him with a helpless smile, and finally understood what his wife meant, but immediately said: "You are judging the heart of a gentleman with the heart of a villain."

"Ha, it's not like you didn't do this kind of thing back then."

The old man said he was his grandson.

Fu Yanye: "..."

Suddenly the living room became silent, and everyone's expressions were a little pale.

Until Zhuo Jian said: "That's all in the past. The point now is that I have the same thoughts as my mother and grandma. I also think that Feng Ying wants to take the child away and never send it back to Qianqian."

"You shouldn't have found a foreigner for Qianqian."

Because Zhuo Jian regards Jian Qian as her younger sister, the old lady also calls her Qian Qian as a person from her own city.

"It's too late to say anything now. There's still a baby in my stomach. If that kid Feng Ying really has ulterior motives, then don't we have to do something?"

Wang Yue spoke immediately.

"Let's wait and see before Feng Ying picks up his son. What if he really just picks up his son for fun? After all, the roots of the Feng family are there, and it doesn't make sense to go back and play for a few days. Let's not be a villain. heart."

Fu Zhengzhi pressed his wife's hand and patiently preached to everyone.

Fu Yanye also felt that everyone should calm down.

At that time, he and Zhuo Jian didn't really want to take the child, but just forced her to stay by his side.

He knew that she took children very seriously.

For example, she is still unhappy until now, because last time he chose her without hesitation in the multiple choice question.

In the evening, Feng Ying took his son back to Feng's house, and the servants were very happy to see the young master back.

Because Feng Ying called in advance to ask them to prepare some food and toys that the little guy liked, the housekeeper even found the school.

They just went back to have a sip of tea, and the butler went to Feng Ying with the school materials he had prepared, "Master, take a look, these are the three best early education classes in our city."

"Lao Yang, I just brought him back to live for a few days, the young lady has a cold and I'm afraid I'll infect him."

Feng Ying said with a smile.

"Master, this is an excellent opportunity."

The butler spoke immediately.

The aunt next to him also nodded quickly, "Yes, master, this is an excellent opportunity, don't let the young master go back to that city again."

Feng Ying looked at the few people in front of him suspiciously. What are they talking about?

"Leave the young master here to study. The young lady misses the young master, so she will come back naturally, so you don't have to run around anymore."

Auntie spoke again.

Feng Ying's heart moved when he heard that, but thinking of Jian Qian himself there, he still said: "Don't say such things in the future, if she comes back one day, she will definitely come back willingly."

After Feng Ying finished speaking, he picked up the tea and drank it.

Both the housekeeper and the aunt felt sorry for him running away.

"I heard that Mr. Feng is back? I'll deliver the documents."

Chen Jiazhen arrived at the door.

"Miss Chen."

The butler saw her and nodded in greeting.

"What documents to send today?"

Feng Ying asked her.

"Look at it, the bold one just won, the partner has already signed it, and it will take effect immediately after your name, Mr. Feng, is a contract worth hundreds of millions."

Chen Jiazhen was in a good mood, with a little pride.

When she saw his precious son next to her, Chen Jiazhen couldn't help but bend down: "Hi, how are you, little guy?"

Someone called him little guy?

His name is Feng Yi'an, okay?

It's just that I don't know how to say it yet.

The little guy took one look at her and ran to sit beside his father. He didn't look very friendly at her.

Chen Jiazhen saw that the little guy didn't like him, but she raised her eyebrows and said flatteringly: "Your son is very cute and cute, he doesn't look like you at all."

Feng Ying looked down at his son, raised his hand and stroked his neck to signal him not to be nervous.

In fact, Feng Yi'an was not nervous, it was purely a woman who escaped from prison and came to their house.

Feng Ying stretched out his hand, and Chen Jiazhen immediately took out the pen she had prepared a long time ago from her bag. Feng Ying signed her name with a big stroke of the pen and gave it to Chen Jiazhen, "Thanks for your hard work."

"It's not hard to do things for you."

Chen Jiazhen felt that she could create more wealth for him.

She looked at Feng Ying, Feng Ying also smiled at her, then turned to look at the housekeeper: "Send Miss Chen off."

"It's so late, why don't you invite me to stay for a light meal? It's impolite."

Chen Jiazhen said.

Feng Yi'an's pretty little face immediately greeted her again, and the little finger pointed out the door, very cute, and the word popped out of his mouth, "Let's go."