I don't deserve your love

Zhuo Jian heaved a sigh of relief after closing the door, and relaxed a little against the door.

"Knock knock!"

Suddenly there was a knock on the door panel behind her, she subconsciously turned her head to look, and asked in a low voice, "What else is there?"

"What do you want for breakfast tomorrow morning?"

"..."

"I want to do it for you myself."

"..."

After Zhuo Jian spoke a complete word for a while, her eyes gradually became hot.

Soon I couldn't see anything clearly, and even my heart began to feel hot.

She thought, he must have done it on purpose, deliberately showing that he cared about her so that she would remember his kindness, and then he was reluctant to leave him.

"Fu Yanye, you are really bad."

Zhuo Jian lowered her head and murmured in a voice that only she could hear.

Fu Yanye's tall and straight body was leaning against the door panel. He couldn't hear her reply for a while, and didn't ask any more questions. He just wanted to stay a little longer, with his forehead gently lowered against the door panel.

Like this, I can also get closer to her.

-

Early the next morning, the weather was fine, and there were already people busy in the yard outside.

"Wife."

Before he opened his eyes while hugging Zhuo Jian's pillow, he murmured these two words in a low voice from his thin lips.

But soon he woke up, his black eyes slowly opened, and suddenly remembered that they had been separated for a long time.

What he was holding was not his wife, but his wife's pillow.

Fu Yanye immediately let go of the pillow, then frowned a little annoyedly and looked at the pillow.

Turning around to get the phone to check the time, it was almost seven o'clock, thinking that he told her last night that he would prepare breakfast for her himself, so he immediately got up, washed up and went downstairs to the kitchen.

It has been 10 minutes since Wang Yue arrived in the kitchen with Chengcheng in his arms. Seeing Fu Yanye courting him there, he couldn't help but look at him more, and asked, "Does the sun come out from the west? Our young master actually Will you cook yourself?"

Fu Yanye didn't speak, turned to look at his son in Wang Yue's arms, and then continued to prepare.

The chef next to him didn't dare to intervene, and said to Wang Yue boringly: "The young master is planning to give it to the young lady, and there is a love."

Fu Yanye thought, even the chef could tell that it was a breakfast of love, and the young lady must be able to see it too.

Wang Yue approached to visit, watched what he did, and sighed, thinking that he raised such a big son that he would not cook a meal for himself, but cook for other girls, but when he thought of that The girl was Zhuo Jian, and she was just watching with Cheng Cheng.

Later, the old man and the old lady came in boredly to watch Fu Yanye cook, and even Fu Zhengzhi came in after watching the news.

"Why are you all surrounded in the kitchen this early in the morning?"

Fu Zhengzhi looked at Fu Yanye preparing breakfast, and immediately glanced at the glazed table, and couldn't help muttering: "You made this for Chengcheng? Don't you know that Chengcheng can't eat now?"

"How could it be made for my precious grandson? It looks like it was made for his 'ex-wife'."

Wang Yue said.

The old man and the old lady just watched the fun and didn't interrupt.

Fu Zhengzhi glanced at Wang Yue, and found that Wang Yue's eyes were warning him, so he only said "oh".

During breakfast, the whole family sat down, except Zhuo Jian.

Fu Yanye turned his head and looked at the vacant place beside him, and suddenly frowned. He couldn't help but want to ask his aunt why she hasn't gone downstairs yet. She didn't like to sleep too much when she was in the old house.

But there was a bad premonition, and then he looked up at the people at the table.

"Well, today's breakfast is really delicious."

Wang Yue said while eating.

"It's really not bad, especially this lotus seed soup."

The old lady took a sip of porridge and cooperated with Wang Yue.

"It's not just lotus seed soup. I think it's all good. My appetite is very good this morning."

The old man said, eating big mouthfuls.

Fu Yanye directly put down the spoon he was holding in his hand, and then stared at the position next to him in a daze.

Fu Zhengzhi couldn't stand it anymore, his precious son was being bullied too obviously, so he said to him: "Leave early in the morning, saying that there is an early meeting."

Fu Yanye was completely out of the mood for breakfast, especially when the whole family except his father was laughing at him, he simply put his hands on the edge of the table and stretched his legs under the table, and he couldn't help laughing Voice.

It was obvious from this look that the whole family knew that she had left early, but no one told him.

That's right, they are all his relatives.

"What? Our precious daughter-in-law left early in the morning? Then the love breakfast cooked by our precious son can't be wasted. We haven't tasted it yet. Parents, let's try our Ah Ye's cooking too."

"Okay, bring it here."

The old man was even more impolite and asked for it directly.

Auntie stood at the back and took two steps forward. Seeing that Fu Yanye's face was not good, but she also knew that her arms could not twist her thighs, so she went forward cautiously and served the breakfast that Fu Yanye specially made for Zhuo Jian. to the elders.

Before Fu Yanye went to drive, he saw his son who was being coaxed to play in the yard, and the boy also looked at him.

Fu Yanye suddenly felt that even that bad boy was laughing at him.

"Dad, Dad, Dad..."

Cheng Cheng clapped her small hands together, and looked at him with a smile in her simple big eyes.

Fu Yanye felt very uncomfortable when he heard it, and walked over to pick him up from the stroller, and said: "I will take him to work, and then I will find someone to deliver his milk powder to the office."

"Yes!"

Auntie was a little taken aback, but quickly agreed.

It's not that he hasn't taken his children out before, but it's really rare that he is so early in the morning, usually in the afternoon and evening to let him go to him.

Fu Yanye found a car that could take him, locked him in the seat, gave him a toy, and took him away.

Yuan Man was already at the door of the TV station when he received his call, and greeted him honestly: "Good morning, boss."

"Zhuo Jian went to work?"

"Yes, just entered the stage."

Yuan Man responded.

"Just entered the stage? Didn't she go out early in the morning?"

"Ah, let's go have breakfast."

Yuan Man still answered him honestly, but he always felt that he seemed to have said something wrong and felt guilty.

After hearing this, Fu Yanye hung up the phone upset, and then continued to drive to his office building.

But before Wu Fei waited, she called and said that Lin Jiaoyang was betting on him at the door, so when she was approaching the office building, she turned the car to the back, went directly into the parking lot of the building from the other side, and then carried his son to take the elevator.

In his arms, Cheng Cheng couldn't help but patted his face and shouted: "Dad, Dad, Mom, Mom..."

Only then did Fu Yanye look at him again, seeing that his saliva flowed out after he said a few words, he couldn't help but raise his hand to wipe it for him, then he muttered: "What are you calling mother, she didn't plan to have our father and son for a long time. .”

that poor...

But after he finished wiping the saliva from the corners of Chengcheng's mouth, he realized that he didn't bring a tissue or handkerchief, and then he looked at the glitter on his fingers, and then at Chengcheng's innocent appearance...