I don't deserve your love

"Zhuo Jian, answer me."

Fu Yanye asked seriously again.

"..."

Zhuo Jian held the corner of the pillow, why didn't she come back?

If he doesn't come back again, he really did a fake show with Shen Lanxin, what will she do?

But now she didn't want to talk to him, until she heard the phone ringing, subconsciously turned her head to look at her phone.

Fu Yanye picked up his phone while pinching his hands, then stared straight at her.

"what's up?"

"Our baby Jane is back?"

Wang Yue asked him.

"Who did you hear that from? No!"

"Then how did you, Uncle Zhang, ask someone to give the baby a fever-reducing injection?"

"She didn't come back, she just had a fever. I called Uncle Zhang and asked what medicine she could take. Didn't it mean that pregnant women can't take medicine indiscriminately?"

Fu Yanye turned his body sideways, and when he lied, he didn't even blink his eyes.

Zhuo Jian was shocked.

When he hung up the phone, she couldn't help but ask, "Is that mom?"

"Ok!"

Fu Yanye stuffed the phone back into his pocket, then stared at her again.

"Then why did you tell her that I wasn't back? I'm back, I can go see her. "

"Did you go to see the old house with a fever? They all miss you so much, they get together to care about you but you catch the fever?"

"..."

Zhuo Jian was powerless to refute.

What Ye Shao said makes sense.

She lay back on her side again, "Then there's no need to lie to her, I'll just go and see them when I'm done."

Fu Yanye looked at her with dark eyes.

The huge bedroom was quiet for a while, and Zhuo Jian felt that he was sitting behind her.

Soon, he heard his low and deep voice asking her again, "Why did you come back?"

"I'll come back when I want to."

Zhuo Jian said angrily.

Fu Yanye turned his head and glanced at her, then lay down behind her, leaning against the head of the bed, playing with his mobile phone with his hands, "Isn't it because you read Weibo?"

Zhuo Jian's eyes moved, and her long eyelashes fluttered.

He himself knows it!

Zhuo Jian was silent, and asked back, "I thought married people like Mr. Fu are very self-disciplined."

"I would if necessary, but my wife doesn't seem to need much."

"you……"

Zhuo Jian turned her head and glared at him angrily, but was quickly defeated.

He just looked at her so directly, frankly driving her crazy.

Didn't she just want to disturb his normal life?Why did he misinterpret her so much?

She was obviously afraid that he would delay work because of her, and the focus of his life was on City A.

Why did he completely change his taste after hearing it.

Zhuo Jian gripped the corner of the pillow tightly, suddenly her mind was buzzing, and she didn't have the strength to argue with him anymore.

It was Fu Yanye who asked her, "Give you one last chance, why did you come back?"

"I don't think grandma and grandpa are with mom and dad anymore? I'll leave when I see them tomorrow."

Zhuo Jian was forced to speak with a crying tone.

Fu Yanye heard that her voice was wrong, so he turned his head and looked again, but he couldn't see it. He leaned over and put his hand on her shoulder, "What are you doing?"

"I hate you, Fu Yanye."

Suddenly she really started crying.

Fu Yanye...

Don't you call me husband now?

But when she sobbed, his heart felt as if his grandfather beat him up when he was a child, even more painful than that. He couldn't help hugging her shoulder, "Don't cry, I just asked why you came back?"

"Then why do you think I can come back?"

"..."

"If you really don't want me anymore, just tell me, gossip with whomever you like."

Zhuo Jian's voice was blurred, Fu Yanye wanted to hug her, but she pushed her away twice.

"Are you jealous?"

Fu Yanye asked in a low voice.

"Why should I be jealous? Did you really do it with her?"

Zhuo Jian asked him.

Fu Yanye stared at her delicate and stubborn face with dark eyes, and couldn't help murmuring, "If I really did it to her, what would you do?"

"I'll kill you, and then I'll take your money and find a badass."

"What about our kids?"

"Don't worry about this, I will definitely return it to your family, I want to be happy alone."

punish you.

Fu Yanye: "..."

It's really cruel, this woman.

Fu Yanye let go of her, sat up slowly again, and fell silent suddenly.

It was only when he lowered his head that he remembered that even this ring was worn by himself.

"Since you want to find a little boy, then go find him."

As Fu Yanye said, he suddenly took the ring, hesitated, but finally took it off.

Zhuo Jian was stunned.

But when he turned around, he was gone.

And what did she see?

He put the plain ring she bought on the bedside table.

What does he mean?

She climbed up slowly, and suddenly her head was no longer dizzy, and her eyes were no longer blurred.

"Serve you until your fever subsides, and then...do your husband's duties again. Which little boy do you like? I'll help you find it."

Fu Yanye brought lunch, and told her before cooking porridge that he wanted to feed her.

"..."

Really good husband.

But Zhuo Jian looked at him defensively.

At this moment, I dare not say a word again.

She had thought they were going to make up.

When I was on the sofa at that time.

But at this moment, she suddenly couldn't understand him again.

He even took off the ring.

Zhuo Jian looked at him for a while, then slowly turned her head after hearing what he said, "I don't need it."

"No need? Open your mouth."

Fu Yanye didn't seem to care too much, and was about to feed her porridge after speaking.

Zhuo Jian looked at the spoonful of porridge but couldn't open her mouth, so she said in a low voice, "I can eat it by myself."

"Open your mouth!"

he ordered.

Zhuo Jian was frightened, but she still raised her big eyes to look at him. She couldn't help the heat in her eye sockets, and her throat was unclear. She said anxiously, "Fu Yanye, don't let me guess you. "

"There is nothing to guess. I will follow your request. After all, you are the mother of my child. If you kill me, you will return my child to my family. It is regarded as a queen for my family. We both have love and righteousness."

"..."

Fu Yanye's mobile phone on the table rang. He turned his head and looked at it. It was an unfamiliar number. He connected it, went hands-free, and continued to feed her porridge.

"Boss Fu, are you free this afternoon? How about playing tennis together?"

"..."

Fu Yanye listened to the voice on the other end of the phone, and couldn't remember who it was for a moment, looked at the phone, then looked at Zhuo Jian and asked, "Did you recognize who it was?"

"Shen Lanxin."

Zhuo Jian said.

"Okay, I'm drinking porridge for my wife, hang up."

Fu Yanye didn't say much after hearing this, and Shen Lanxin obediently hung up the phone immediately.

Seeing his domineering appearance, Zhuo Jian leaned back, "I don't need you to feed me."

"Okay, then drink it yourself, don't starve my son."

Fu Yanye put down the spoon neatly and gave her the bowl.

Zhuo Jian took the bowl and stuffed it into her mouth one by one, but he was sitting on the side, staring at her so straightly, as if trying to see a big hole in her heart.