I don't deserve your love

I'm standing right in front of you, how much do I look like before?

Zhuo Jian turned to look at him, his eyes were full of ice.

She lowered her eyes and tried to walk towards him with her skirt lifted.

The coat on her shoulders was still his suit.

I was too anxious at the time.

But at this point, it doesn't matter anymore.

He doesn't count a coat.

He stood there, never taking another step in front of her.

"It's your choice to stay, and no matter what happens in the future, you will bear it yourself."

Fu Yanye looked down at her and reminded her indifferently.

Whatever happens in the future, you will bear it yourself?

She can take anything, as long as she sees the child.

Children cannot lose their father, and naturally they cannot lose their mother.

She thought, or being a parent, those love affairs are no longer important.

She once spurned those women who did not divorce for their children.

But now, he has followed in the footsteps of these women.

Or this is fate.

She is voluntary.

Zhuo Jian looked at his back, and then followed him forward with her skirt lifted.

She prepared for the worst, but...

But the elevator was closed.

He stared at her with dark eyes, as if he wanted to push her away as far as a galaxy.

Zhuo Jian's heart skipped two beats, and she almost couldn't recover.

What does he want to do?

He can't do that.

A gust of cold wind blew by, she looked at the closed door, and realized that she might not even get his hypocritical care.

if only……

But when she went downstairs she found that the children were gone.

She searched all the bedrooms upstairs. Not only was the child gone, but the aunt and bodyguard were also gone.

She called, but Yuan Man and his cell phones were all turned off.

She finally got anxious, and she saw the living room from upstairs.

Only he was sitting on the sofa, lighting a cigarette.

"What about the children?"

Zhuo Jian ran down, strode up to him, and asked him anxiously.

Fu Yanye took a drag on his cigarette, threw the lighter aside, then leaned inside, looking at her with dark eyes.

At this time, one of them is the controller who has insight into the details and strategizes, and the other is the little house sparrow who is about to be put into a cage.

Zhuo Jian didn't realize that yet, she was just anxious about the children's affairs, and took another step forward.

"Where did you hide them?"

He doesn't want her to see the baby anymore, does he?

If he dared to do that, she would fight him desperately.

But he took a drag on his cigarette, and stared at her through the clouds and mist, as if he was staring at his bruised and bruised prey, which he could no longer escape.

There was no emotion in his eyes, cold and cruel.

Even if she burst into tears, even if she was distraught.

He looked at her, saw that the coat she was wearing belonged to him, and the ring she was wearing was his. She cut off the long hair he liked, and took his child to elope with a man who flew by helicopter.

Ok.

This woman is damned.

The huge living room suddenly fell silent.

The two of them stared at each other for a while, she walked up to him with a long skirt, bent down, and squatted down.

She held his arm and looked at him pitifully with clear eyes.

As time passed by, Zhuo Jian shivered at the sight of him.

The surroundings were so quiet that a needle could be heard falling on the ground. In the past few minutes, she had roared hysterically in her heart, but in the end, she could only plead so humblely in front of him.

"Fu Yanye, where did you hide them, tell me, okay?"

Fu Yanye lifted the arm she was holding, and stopped looking at her with a disgusted side face.

Zhuo Jian clenched her hand tightly, knowing that he didn't want her to touch it, so she withdrew her hand, just squatted in front of him and continued to beg him: "Please, tell me, please? Where did you hide them?"

Only then did Fu Yanye glance at her again, seeing her pitiful appearance, and took another deep drag on his cigarette.

He knew that she wanted to leave, and he thought that as long as he begged her, it would be fine.

But how could he have forgotten how cold-hearted this woman was under her weak appearance.

She has already tried to kick him away more than once, why doesn't he have a long memory?

Fu Yanye secretly laughed at himself, why are you still hesitating?What is it about her that makes you miss her?

She should be sent to the eighteenth level of hell.

but……

"Why don't you go with him?"

Fu Yanye suddenly asked her.

Zhuo Jian was surprised by his question. She was still thinking about where his son was hidden. After recovering, she could only lower her head weakly, "Where is my son, where am I?"

"You think you're still qualified to see them?"

He half-closed his phoenix eyes and looked down at her, mocking her with a low and deep voice.

"Why am I not qualified?"

Zhuo Jian couldn't be more angry, if she could compromise for the sake of the child, couldn't he?

"You want them to lose their father from an early age, and based on that alone, you are not qualified to see them again."

Fu Yanye reminded in a cold voice.

"..."

Zhuo Jian felt a chill in her heart.

"You are free now, Zhuo Jian, go and find the freedom you want. From now on, you will not be burdened at all. I wish you happiness."

Fu Yanye looked at her, and the last four words, even more so, made people feel like a knife was twisted.

How could he give her freedom.

He clearly wanted to kill someone.

"Fu Yanye, I know I was wrong, can you forgive me? At least don't let me not know where they are, don't let me not see them."

Zhuo Jian held his leg nervously and begged him softly.

Fu Yanye felt that she looked like a poor pug now.

But he couldn't be happy.

He should be happy.

She deserved the pain.

"You can make them lose their father, why can't I make them lose their mother? No, they don't have to lose their mother. I can find them another one and promise to treat them wholeheartedly."

Fu Yanye looked at her, every word was ruthless and mean.

Zhuo Jian sat on the carpet in fright, looked at him with teary eyes, "You can't do this."

I don't know why, but my voice is hoarse.

"Why can't I? If you don't leave tonight, I'll pretend that nothing happened. I can put anything you want in front of you, as long as you can be happy, but you didn't. You gave up on them yourself."

Fu Yanye looked at her with sharp eyes, and there was no warmth in what he said.

He knew what she was most afraid of, so he deliberately used something to stimulate her.

Zhuo Jian's face was covered with tears, but she suddenly became angry.

She held up her skirt and stood up, unable to breathe, she gritted her teeth and threatened every word: "If you dare to make me despair, I will die for you."

"you try."

Fu Yanye sneered.

Try?

Zhuo Jian raised her hand and wiped away her tears vigorously. Seeing his cold appearance, she opened her mouth to take a breath, turned her head to look at the sealed window, then walked towards the door with her skirt in hand.

Just try it.

Her back is decisive.

She knew what she was doing. At this point, they could no longer calmly persuade each other.

Well, let them gamble again.

But before she reached the door, someone suddenly got up from the sofa, and soon, she was hugged tightly from behind.

"Zhuo Jian."