I don't deserve your love

"Tell Miss Lin that our young lady doesn't want to see her."

"..."

Zhuo Jian watched Fu Yanye walking in with long legs with a cold face, but she was stunned.

-

The old lady's birthday is simple but very warm.

Before dinner, Wang Yue and Zhuo Jian took care of the old lady and went back to the room to change into a beautiful cheongsam, put on a pearl necklace, and were helped out by the two as if they were Lafayette.

The three grandparents and grandchildren were sitting on the sofa and watching. The old man first looked at his wife with a moved smile, but then complained: "I don't want to sleep peacefully tonight."

"What's dad's name?"

Fu Zhengzhi asked him suspiciously.

"Such a beautiful necklace, why does she have to wear it all night?"

The temper of the old man and even his wife.

After hearing this, Fu Zhengzhi smiled helplessly, and looked at his son again. His eyes were only on one person.

After the family sat down again, the old lady took Zhuo Jian's hand and touched it gently. Looking at the ring on her hand, she couldn't help but sigh: "Seeing you two wearing wedding rings, I can finally feel relieved." , Next, just wait for my obedient great-grandson to come out."

As soon as the old lady said this, everyone looked at Zhuo Jian in unison.

Zhuo Jian: "..."

Wang Yue was also full of joy when she opened the gift Zhuo Jian gave her. Although it was not as elegant as the old lady's, the big diamonds were enough to reflect her ladylike temperament.

Fu Yanye stared at the necklace with dark eyes, which he bought for Zhuo Jian.

"It's still our baby Jianjian. No matter where we go, we will never forget to pick out gifts for us."

The old lady also looked at the necklace and said.

"Son and son hurt for nothing, and daughter and daughter hurt for nothing, but my daughter-in-law, I don't hurt for nothing."

Wang Yue looked at Zhuo Jian, more and more satisfied.

Zhuo Jian was flattered to see that the old lady and Wang Yue liked the gift she bought, but she didn't forget to turn her head to look at the people around her: "Actually, it's all paid by Ye Shao."

Suddenly, the room became quiet.

Fu Yanye half-closed her phoenix eyes, her voice was restrained and cold, "What did you call me?"

Zhuo Jian recovered immediately, looked at everyone's expressions, and hurriedly said with a smile: "My husband, he paid for it."

Immediately, everyone is happy.

The butler came in again and said, "Ma'am, Miss Lin said that she has prepared a birthday present for the old lady, and she hopes to bring it in, or I can pick it up."

The originally harmonious space suddenly felt uncomfortable.

Wang Yue said with a sullen face, "Will our family lack a gift from her?"

"Speaking back to her, she can disappear from my old lady's eyes, which is the best gift for me."

The old lady is also welcome.

Zhuo Jian looked at Fu Yanye subconsciously, and Fu Yanye was also looking at her, but his eyes were unpredictable.

She remembered the conversation between the two of them before, he didn't intend to be a villain with Lin Ruxiang.

"Leave her alone. If she doesn't want to leave, there's no use talking to her."

The old man said annoyedly, and looked at his 'good grandson' with reproach in his eyes that had gone through vicissitudes.

"That……"

The butler hesitated.

"Go and do your work."

The old man said again.

"Yes!"

Seeing that no one had any objections, the housekeeper withdrew.

But at eleven o'clock at night, the car remained parked there.

The housekeeper came to report again, and the old lady yawned: "I'm sleepy, I'm going to bed."

"Together."

After saying that, the old man followed his wife's pace and left.

Wang Yue didn't care so much, just said: "Just come back tomorrow morning and report when she died. I don't want to hear about her tonight."

"Yes!"

The butler agreed and withdrew again.

It was freezing rain outside.

Zhuo Jian turned to look out of the window, and then at her watch, but she didn't expect Lin Ruxiang to stand outside the door for so long.

But thinking about what Lin Ruxiang did to them, it doesn't seem surprising.

"Sleepy! Should I go back or stay here?"

Fu Yanye asked suddenly, naturally it was Zhuo Jian.

Zhuo Jian looked back at him, a little surprised, thinking of what he said to herself before, she didn't know how to answer.

"Why come back so late? Isn't this your home?"

Wang Yue questioned him.

Fu Yanye didn't speak, but looked at Zhuo Jian with his eyes.

Seeing his expression, Wang Yue mistakenly thought that he wanted to go out to see Lin Ruxiang again, and immediately said, "I'm in charge, you two will stay here tonight, and neither of you can leave."

After hearing this, Fu Yanye stopped refuting and stood up.

"Where are you going?"

Wang Yue looked up at him, thinking that he was in a hurry and wanted to leave by himself.

Fu Yanye only said lightly: "Go take a bath."

Wang Yue: "..."

Zhuo Jian: "..."

"Jane, it's your turn to go."

Zhuo Jian is playing backgammon with Fu Zhengzhi.

Zhuo Jian came back to his senses, and then immediately lowered his head to look at the chess game. It was fine if he didn't look at it, but when he looked at it, he realized that he was doomed.

Fu Yanye turned sideways, seeing that she was still foolishly playing chess with his father, so he had to say: "Hurry up and go upstairs after this game."

Seeing that his son was still so cold, Wang Yue couldn't help but slapped his ass when he left.

But he walked so fast that he didn't get a picture.

"Stinky boy, will you show face to your daughter-in-law?"

Wang Yue muttered something, and then continued to lean forward to watch the chess player.

It was almost twelve o'clock when Zhuo Jian went upstairs.

The rain outside is mixed with a small amount of snow.

Zhuo Jian stood at the window and took a look before she had to go to the master bedroom.

Fu Yanye had finished washing and was leaning on the bedside to flip through his phone. Hearing the doorbell, he didn't lift his eyelids. "The pajamas are in the bathroom for you. Go take a shower."

Zhuo Jian: "..."

Can't she sit for a while before washing?

She was tired, though, and she was a little apprehensive at the thought of lying in bed with him after the shower.

Seeing her obediently entering the bathroom, Fu Yanye threw away her cell phone. Just as she lifted up her pajamas, she suddenly heard the door knock and immediately put it down.

Wang Yue quietly showed her head, "Fu Yanye, you are not allowed to be rough on your wife."

Fu Yanye: "..."

"If you dare to hurt her, you will die."

Wang Yue threatened again in a low voice before closing the door for him.

Fu Yanye frowned, what's the matter?

Suddenly the door was opened again, and he subconsciously looked towards the door.

"It's best not to touch her, she's fragile."

"..."

Wang Yue finally left after speaking.

Fu Yanye frowned and couldn't let go. He couldn't help thinking, what did the woman say to Wang Yue?

But if he didn't touch her tonight, was he still a man?

Fu Yanye thought about taking off his clothes again, but Wang Yue just opened the door twice to create a shadow, and immediately jumped up and jumped out of bed to lock the door behind him.

It's just that when he turned around again, hearing the sound of running water in the bathroom, he couldn't help it suddenly.

After she finished taking a shower, she would have to blow-dry her hair, and he would have to be burned to death after waiting for a long time.

Zhuo Jian was washing her hair, when she heard the sound of the door opening, she immediately turned her head to look.

When she saw the person who closed the door and stood behind the door undressing, she stood there suddenly, her heart beating like thunder.