I don't deserve your love

Zhuo Jian put down the spoon in her hand and took the phone, and her aunt had already picked it up for her, it was Ouyang Ping.

"Hey?"

"Have you seen your husband?"

Ouyang Ping asked her on the phone.

Zhuo Jian subconsciously glanced at Fu Yanye, then got up: "Yes."

Fu Yanye watched Zhuo Jian leaving with his mobile phone, and unconsciously frowned, to make a phone call and carry him behind his back?

"It's Miss Ouyang."

Seeing that he was unhappy, the aunt whispered to him beside him for fear of his misunderstanding.

Fu Yanye: "..."

Auntie withdrew, but he was really upset. He couldn't help thinking, Auntie wouldn't think he was jealous because he was mistaken for a man, right?

He didn't.

Zhuo Jian went back after finishing the phone call. Five minutes had passed. Fu Yanye leaned back in the chair and looked at her. Seeing that she still wanted to drink the porridge, she moved her thin lips and said, "Aunt Zhang, give me some more Madam, change to a bowl of porridge."

"Hey, okay!"

The aunt immediately served a bowl of hot ones to Zhuo Jian.

Zhuo Jian subconsciously glanced at Fu Yanye, and said to him, "It's Sister Pingping."

"Do you think I care who it is?"

"..."

In this case, she has nothing to say.

Seeing that she stopped explaining, Fu Yanye couldn't help asking her, "What did she say?"

Zhuo Jian felt that this person was really awkward, so she didn't answer him in a good mood, "Ask me if I saw you, and what time is my flight back."

Fu Yanye was annoyed when he heard the word "aircraft" later.

"You have to worry, I will send you away now."

He leaned back in his chair, his voice indifferent.

Auntie and the chef listened to their conversation inside, and unconsciously frowned worriedly. At first, they thought that the young couple were sour and sweet, so there was no need to worry, but they would fall apart so soon.

"I want to finish this bowl of porridge first."

Zhuo Jian looked at him and said softly.

Without saying a word, Fu Yanye got up and walked out on his long legs.

Zhuo Jian doesn't have any appetite, she just thinks that people make it with heart, and she can't waste one bowl and another.

It only takes a moment to care and dislike.

Zhuo Jian silently put the porridge into her mouth, but she was a little bit lost in taste.

After she went out, Fu Yanye was sitting on the sofa in the living room.

She knew it. Auntie was probably afraid that she would be worried, so she whispered it to her.

She walked over, "It's the plane in the afternoon, Uncle Zhou will send me off."

Fu Yanye suddenly stopped fiddling with the phone, raised his eyes, and looked at her with murderous eyes, "Does it mean that I don't need to give it away?"

Zhuo Jian didn't know why he was so quarrelsome, she felt her eyes were watery, she just sat down and stood up again, "I don't need you to send it, I don't even want to look at it."

Fu Yanye: "..."

She turned around and went upstairs. Fu Yanye held the phone for a long while, and finally threw the phone aside.

It's almost eleven o'clock for the afternoon flight.

Fu Yanye glanced at his watch, and then his mood became worse and worse. In less than half a minute, he stood up from the sofa in the cold.

When the aunt came out with the fruit, she saw him walking towards the stairs with long legs, and couldn't help muttering: "Oh, this little ancestor, please don't lose your temper with the young lady."

Zhuo Jian was looking at the scenery outside the window in the room. It had to be said that in this season, the yard was so beautiful that she wanted to go downstairs for a stroll.

When I came back last night, my heart was agitated and I didn't take care of it. Only then did I realize that I almost missed such a beautiful scene.

but……

When she thought of him still downstairs, she didn't want to go down again.

If the meeting will be crowded, it is better not to see each other.

But suddenly the door opened.

Zhuo Jian reflexively looked over, and Fu Yanye was standing at the door, and when he closed the door, he also looked at her, "What?"

"fine."

Anyway, you can enter your house if you want, what can I do?

Zhuo Jian thought so in her heart, but dared not say it out of her mouth.

When Fu Yanye approached her, Zhuo Jianjian turned his head and looked outside again. After looking at the flowers and plants outside, she straightened up, "I'll go out for a walk."

"..."

He just came and she left?

Zhuo Jian had just walked a few steps when she was suddenly stopped.

"Zhuo Jian."

"Ok?"

She turned her head and saw his angular profile.

"Is being with me bothering you again?"

Fu Yanye looked at her with black eyes and asked.

Zhuo Jian's eyes moved slightly, and she said softly, "It's a little bit."

"..."

Fu Yanye couldn't breathe, but he couldn't help but put his hands on his hips when he heard the door closing softly. He was really angry.

But she went downstairs soon, and chatted with the workers who trimmed the flowers and plants, and took pictures with her mobile phone.

Zhuo Jian originally wanted to take a few more photos for everyone, this season is very suitable for taking pictures, but when she turned around holding the phone, she saw the person at the window.

With a shake of hand, the people on the second floor took pictures...

Quite clear.

Zhuo Jian quickly retracted the phone and turned around with a guilty conscience.

"Young madam won't stay at home for a few more days? The young master will come back when you are at home."

The worker told her.

Zhuo Jian smiled after hearing this, "It will be over soon, and then I will live at home all the time."

"That's great. Now that you're not at home, there are people outside who are always talking nonsense."

"That's right, there are people who say that you two have divorced a long time ago. How did they know that you are the baby bump of our family?"

The two workers couldn't help laughing when they talked about Zhuo Jian, baby bump?

Ah!

The elders did treat her like a baby bump, someone who always got into trouble with her from time to time.

He didn't give her his heart, and she didn't ask him to give it all to him. Why is he still angry?

Zhuo Jian couldn't help turning her head to look at the window, but he was no longer there, and her heart felt empty all of a sudden, but knowing that he was at home, she stopped thinking about other things, concentrated on taking pictures of flowers and grass, and then posted on Moments .

Ok.

She can't post to Moments several times a year, only once in a while.

Someone is still invisible.

Soon her circle of friends had likes from friends, and Su Bai also forwarded her pictures.

Turn around and send it to your circle of friends, saying that you went to see the flowers, the grass, and the world.

Fu Yanye sat on the sofa and rummaged for a while. When he saw that one, he couldn't help but straighten up and order it carefully for a while. Isn't this their yard?

Did Young Master Su come to their yard to look at the flowers and grass and the world?

Fu Yanye thought that Zhuo Jian had just taken a picture below, thought for a while, and couldn't help but continue to scroll down. He didn't find Zhuo Jian's circle of friends, so he went directly to click on Zhuo Jian's circle of friends, who knows...

Fu Yanye took back the phone angrily.

That woman blocked him again?

Uncle Zhou was bored after washing the car, and Zhuo Jian was also bored, so he proposed to learn to drive.

In fact, she can drive, but she has to get a certificate.

But just when she thought it would be okay to drive slowly, ha ha.

Fu Yanye called her directly afterwards, "Come up."

Zhuo Jian finally stopped the car, looked up at the upstairs, and he was standing at the window again, probably looking at her coldly, making sure she saw him, and then left.

Zhuo Jian didn't dare to drive anymore, after all, she had to think about the baby as well as herself, so she got out of the car quickly.

Uncle Zhou finally breathed a sigh of relief and drove the car back to the garage.

Zhuo Jian went upstairs briskly, and she used to close the door after entering, but after thinking about it, she quietly pushed the door in.