I don't deserve your love

"Can't you tell? The reason of the big aunt has been exposed, so I can't think of anything else, can I?"

Fu Yanye chuckled and unbuttoned her trousers directly.

Zhuo Jian grabbed his strong hands nervously: "I, my stomach hurts."

Fu Yanye smiled: "Oh? This kind of reason has been made up, and I'm not a doctor, am I?"

"It's really painful. It's been several days. There may be something wrong with my stomach."

Zhuo Jian grabbed his hand and forced the tears out.

Only then did Fu Yanye look at her squarely, and got off her body to one side, gently covering her lower abdomen with his hands: "Where does it hurt, tell me."

Zhuo Jian felt his warm palm pressing on her lower abdomen, and trembled violently.

He probably didn't know what he was touching right now.

Zhuo Jian knew the feeling of stomach pain, she had experienced it more than once, so she pressed his hand and said to him, "It's here."

Fu Yanye looked at her painful expression and couldn't help becoming nervous. Could it be enteritis, or something more serious?

Suddenly remembering the cause of her mother's death, and thinking that she had been haggard recently, couldn't eat a few bites, and felt like vomiting, he immediately got up: "Go to the hospital."

"Go to the hospital?"

Zhuo Jian was taken aback, looked up to see him getting dressed in a panic, and when her cervical spine hurt, she lay back down again, but her heart was trembling.

What are you doing in the hospital in the middle of the night?

"Yes! Go for an examination. I'll call the doctor at home and ask him to arrange it immediately."

"What examination are you doing in the middle of the night? It's gastroenteritis, just take some medicine and you'll be fine."

Zhuo Jian had no choice but to get up, seeing that he had gone to look for formal clothes, she frowned helplessly, thinking that she knew earlier that it was because of her stomach upset.

"Fu Yanye, I, I'm fine."

She could no longer lie to him.

As soon as I went to the hospital, probably everything was exposed.

Might as well think of another way.

Fu Yanye stopped taking the clothes and turned to look at her, "Are you ready?"

Zhuo Jian lowered her brows in embarrassment and nodded, "Yeah!"

Fu Yanye walked back again and asked, "What's going on?"

"I do not want!"

"..."

Fu Yanye closed the cupboard door and stood angrily on the edge of the bed with his hands on his hips looking at her.

He should have known earlier that she was faking it.

I just don't want to do it with him.

But the daughter-in-law is pregnant, is there any reason not to do it?

Fu Yanye went to the bed again, lay down beside her, put his arm under her pillow, and called her: "Lie down."

Zhuo Jian glanced reluctantly, and asked him, "Can I refuse?"

"How many times do you think I can stand your rejection in one night?"

"..."

Zhuo Jian lay down silently, pillowing on his arm.

"Put it up completely, how did I teach you, forgot?"

Fu Yanye couldn't feel the weight, reminded her.

Zhuo Jianjian lay down firmly on the bed, thinking, forget about crushing you to death.

But Fu Yanye hugged her on one side, and put his long legs on her.

His figure is super good, but he is tall, and when his long legs were put on him, Zhuo Jian felt that he was crushed to death, and his face turned pale.

Fu Yanye murmured: "Sleep."

"pain."

"Ok?"

"You pressed me."

"There are plenty of times when I overwhelm you."

That being said, keep your legs down when you turn off the lights.

Zhuo Jian waited silently, and soon heard heavy breathing.

She couldn't help but look up at him and found that he was already fast asleep.

But she couldn't sleep.

Looking at the roof and counting the sheep for a while, she quietly got out of bed when he turned over.

He found a nightgown and put it on, and quietly left the room.

She just wanted to find a window to get some air, but she didn't expect the old lady to get up to drink water in the middle of the night.

Listening to the movement, the old lady stood at the stairs: "Jane Jane?"

Zhuo Jian went downstairs, and the grandfather and grandson put on coats and hats again, and sat at the door to blow the wind and talk.

It didn't know when it snowed outside, and then she slept on the sofa by herself, and caught a cold the next morning.

Fu Yanye woke up in the morning and saw her sleeping on the sofa shivering with cold, biting her teeth angrily, but finally carried her to the bed.

But she was sneezing in the quilt all morning, and Fu Yanye stood by the bed and watched, wishing to disinfect her whole body.

Of course, in the end it really disappeared.

Zhuo Jian frowned when she smelled the disinfectant all over her body, and then sneezed even more fiercely.

"Hey, what does this taste like?"

Wang Yue came to see Zhuo Jian when she heard that she was ill. As soon as she entered the door and smelled the smell, she couldn't bear to open the door wide for them, and then shouted at the door: "Quickly ventilate the young master's room."

Fu Yanye stood by the bed and watched, and said, "It's just disinfectant."

Wang Yue couldn't help but pat him hard: "Spray disinfectant on your wife, you're crazy, get out of here quickly."

Fu Yanye: "..."

He still felt unreal until he was thrown out.

That was his own mother.

He was blown out.

So he turned around and went into the study.

Fu Zhengzhi looked at the document wearing gold-rimmed glasses, raised his eyes when he heard the voice, and then snorted: "It's early enough."

"You have to keep putting pressure on her about the wedding."

"What did you say?"

Fu Zhengzhi pretended not to hear.

"She doesn't want a wedding."

"I know, the whole world can see that not only does she not want to have a wedding, she doesn't want you either."

Fu Zhengzhi asked the question.

Fu Yanye put his arms around his chest, walked to the window and leaned against the window lattice to look outside.

It's snowing again!

Fu Yanye was a little depressed looking at the snow outside.

Fu Zhengzhi continued to say while reading the documents: "It's easy to have a wedding, but son, have you ever thought that if you can't win her heart, your marriage will only be a mess after the wedding."

Loose sand?

Fu Yanye didn't believe it!

It's not that she doesn't love him!

He can feel it!

"Don't feel too good about yourself. Once a girl loses confidence in the other half she admires, some of them will turn around and marry someone else."

Fu Zhengzhi couldn't hear his son's explanation, so he turned to look at him and reminded him.

"She dares?"

Fu Yanye finally spoke, but he was still so arrogant.

"Hmph! You'll know when the time comes!"

Fu Zhengzhi thought to himself, you kid still knows too little.

How many lovers are with someone else in the blink of an eye?

Once so in love, once turned around, it was broken.

From Fu Zhengzhi's point of view, Zhuo Jian was already in love, otherwise it would be impossible for him to have anything to do with his son.

The Fu family naturally wanted to hold this wedding.

But what about after the wedding?

Fu Zhengzhi thought for a while and suggested to him, "Let's arrange a marriage proposal first."

When Fu Yanye heard the proposal, he turned to look at his father.

-

After breakfast, Fu Yanye took her to the TV station. The two of them had their own thoughts and didn't say a word along the way. When they arrived in front of the TV station, Fu Yanye thought she would get off the car impatiently, but found that she didn't, so he turned his head and glanced at her. Ask her: "What's wrong?"

Zhuo Jian nodded, took a look at him and avoided him, and said in a low voice, "I've booked a plane ticket for the afternoon."

"Want to go?"