I don't deserve your love

It was already dark after descending the mountain.

She insisted on walking by herself, but she was still too tired to walk halfway up the mountain, and she was sweating.

Fu Yanye squatted in front of her: "Come up."

Zhuo Jian hesitated.

"Do you want me to carry you down rudely? You will say that my shoulder hurts and your stomach hurts."

Fu Yanye threatened with words.

Zhuo Jian took a step forward in a dull manner, and then leaned on his shoulder.

She is no longer a stomachache problem.

She didn't know why, but she never thought of giving up from the beginning.

actually……

After the two returned home, Zhuo Jian's calf was still shaking.

Because she took off her coat, it was just jeans and a slim-fit sweater, so it was easy to see her condition clearly.

The old lady pinched her thin legs with her well-maintained hands: "What's wrong with you? Are you hypoglycemic? You're shaking so much."

Zhuo Jian: "..."

Fu Yanye brought a glass of water from the kitchen and handed it to her. Hearing grandma's words, he unconsciously lowered his head and looked: "So tired?"

Zhuo Jian was speechless.

really tired.

She hasn't had much energy lately.

"what's up?"

Wang Yue came out of the kitchen and felt that the atmosphere in the living room was not right, so she asked.

"Taking your daughter-in-law to climb a mountain seems to have exhausted her."

Fu Yanye was about to sit down as he said that, and wanted to give her a massage, but before he could do it, he was suddenly hit hard on the shoulder.

"Mountain climbing? Are you crazy? Can she go climbing in her current physical condition?"

Wang Yue questioned.

"She is so tired after climbing a mountain because of lack of exercise, and she will arrange more sports in the future."

"Sports, what kind of exercise, why are you so ignorant of hurting people?"

Wang Yue listened, and continued to yell at him in fear.

The old lady also gave him a gouged look: "You are so stupid, you don't understand anything."

Fu Yanye had already sat down, and reached out to pinch her calf, the flesh was indeed tight.

Zhuo Jian subconsciously wanted to move her leg, but Fu Yanye held it firmly, and commanded in a low and deep voice: "Don't move, it will feel more comfortable if you press it for a while."

I don't know why the old lady and Wang Yue said that about him, but it's not that he doesn't know how to love others. It's for her good that he took her to climb the mountain.

Fu Yanye pinched her tiny legs, suddenly thought of something, then stopped, looking straight at her with black eyes.

Zhuo Jian was already very nervous because of the abnormal behavior of the old lady and Wang Yue, but seeing his sudden gloomy gaze made her tremble even more.

"I forgot about your aunt coming."

I heard that when a woman comes to the aunt, her body will be much worse than usual.

It all makes sense.

Fu Yanye was suddenly annoyed at his carelessness.

Zhuo Jian held his breath for a long time without uttering a complete word.

And Wang Yue and the old lady were also surprised, suspicious, questioning, and then looked at Zhuo Jian.

Wang Yue asked: "Honey, is your aunt here?"

Zhuo Jian was dumbfounded by the question, and it took him a while to answer: "Yes!"

Wang Yue opened his mouth in disappointment, but was speechless for a while.

On the contrary, the old lady looked at Zhuo Jian's expression, and there was a hint of sharpness in her eyes.

Zhuo Jian's heart was pounding.

She could see Wang Yue's disappointment, and she couldn't bear it.

But how did Wang Yue find out?

Zhuo Jian suddenly remembered that she had vomited on the plane, and she immediately raised her heart again.

The family gathered together during the meal, and the old man asked Fu Zhengzhi to get the white wine he had kept for many years and opened it, and the three men filled it up.

Wang Yue didn't know how to drink baijiu, neither did Zhuo Jian, nor did the old lady.

Business matters.

The old man brought the special liquor glass filled with liquor to his side, then looked up at his grandson and daughter-in-law, raised his chin and smiled, and then slowly opened his mouth.

"I called you young couple back today to discuss your wedding."

The old man was in a really good mood, and he was even more refreshed when he said this.

"On your grandpa's birthday, you said that you will hold a wedding after the next year, and Jian Jian also said that you will have a wedding after the next year in the live news, so this matter, your grandfather and you After discussing with my parents, I made a decision, and that’s it.”

After the old man briefly explained the problem, the old lady took the initiative.

"Yes, your father and I have gone to choose an auspicious day for you, which will be the eighth day of next month."

Wang Yue also said.

Zhuo Jian's mind buzzed, and she suddenly felt as if she existed in an unreal space.

Who's going to have a wedding?

Who wants the eighth day of next month?

Fu Zhengzhi also brought his own wine to his eyes, looked at them lovingly and said: "Actually, the two of you should have a wedding a long time ago, and it's our parents who have delayed until now. However, this day is finally here. We are still very excited.”

Excited?

Zhuo Jian felt that she was indeed very excited.

Have a wedding?

At that time, she read the passage he asked to read during the live broadcast of Xinwen, obviously because she thought he was going to marry Ruxiang, and she specifically mentioned Bahua's surname.

Fu Yanye was not as terrified as she was, and accepted it readily, but seeing that she was already stunned, he leaned into her ear: "Zhuo is also Bahua."

Zhuo Jian reflexively turned to look at him, as if struck by lightning.

"Jane, Jane?"

"Ah? I'm here!"

Zhuo Jian was called out several times by Wang Yue before recovering, and quickly agreed.

"You don't want to go to study recently, you go after the wedding, what do you think?"

Wang Yue told her in a good temper.

Zhuo Jian looked at the expectant eyes of the elders unconsciously, and slowly stood up.

"Parents, grandparents, me, I can't hold a wedding with Young Master Ye."

She didn't want to disappoint the elders, but this matter was too big, so big that she really couldn't agree to it for their happiness.

As expected, the elders looked at her with disappointment.

Even Fu Yanye didn't expect that she would refuse so much in front of her grandparents.

Fu Zhengzhi glanced at his son, hoping he would say something.

Fu Yanye only said lightly: "Let's eat first!"

But when things come to this, how do you still eat?

Everyone didn't know what to eat, until a few minutes later, the old lady suddenly slapped the chopsticks: "I said there is going to be a wedding, so it is going to be a wedding."

Everyone subconsciously looked at her.

The old lady looked at Zhuo Jian and Fu Yanye, and said sharply: "It's useless for anyone to object to this matter. Now is not the time for you to decide."

"grandmother!"

Zhuo Jian subconsciously called out.

"Jane, grandma can rely on you for other things, but our family has already talked about the wedding. If we don't do it this spring, what will others think? Do you want me to be old with your grandpa? ?”

The old lady asked her again.

"But……"

"Don't mess with me again."

After finishing speaking, the old lady got up and left with a cold face.

After that, the old man, Fu Zhengzhi and Wang Yue kept talking to her.

Zhuo Jian looked at Fu Yanye a few times, but Fu Yanye just drank a glass of white wine, then refilled the wine for the old man and his father, and then gave it to himself.

He has always been very good in terms of etiquette, but now his complexion is so bad that Zhuo Jian doesn't know what to say if he wants to ask him to help.

After the meal, the two of them stayed overnight as usual, this time Zhuo Jian went upstairs with him and closed the door voluntarily.

Fu Yanye was unbuttoning his shirt below his neck.

Zhuo Jian could see that he couldn't help but stepped forward even though he was furious.

"Fu Yanye, can you speak for me?"

"say what?"

Fu Yanye looked down at her, suppressing the fire.

"..."

Zhuo Jian watched him freeze.

"I want this wedding too!"

Fu Yanye said in a deep voice.