I don't deserve your love

"I have a protector, you can't swallow me."

"Ok?"

Zhuo Jian pointed behind them with one finger.

Fu Yanye turned around and took a look, then threw himself on Zhuo Jian and pretended to be dead.

The kid Fu Chengqian was holding a water bottle and looking at them eagerly. After a few seconds, he walked to the sofa and started pulling Fu Yanye's shirt.

-

After Fu Yanye left, Zhuo Jian was about to leave when she received another call from Wang Yue, who told her, "You haven't gone to work yet, have you? I have something to do with you."

"Okay, shall I go find you then?"

"No, I'll be at your house soon."

Wang Yue was already in the car at this time, and the car had already driven into Shengyuan.

Zhuo Jian guessed why Wang Yue was looking for her, and couldn't help sighing.

Chang Xia and Yuan Man were both standing at the door. When they saw Wang Yuelai, they subconsciously tightened their hearts, but greeted politely: "Good morning, madam."

"Ah."

Wang Yue agreed lightly, and entered inside with her super aura.

Not long after, Wang Yue arrived at the apartment.

Zhuo Jian informed her aunt in advance to make Wang Yue's favorite tea.

After Wang Yue took her seat, she politely served some tea and looked at her with penetrating eyes, "Jian Jian, after thinking about it for a long time, Mom decided not to make a detour and go straight to the point. Mom hopes that you can tear up your agreement."

"..."

Zhuo Jian looked at her and tore up the agreement?

That agreement that gave her a sense of security and confidence?

"Mom knows that it's too much for you to make such a request, but Jian Jian, you can take whatever you want at home. Please return the custody of my precious grandson to the Fu family, please?"

Wang Yue continued to propose to her.

"Mom, as long as Yanye and I don't divorce, we won't get involved in custody of the child."

"Then you can write mom an agreement that you will never divorce, or a guarantee."

Wang Yue said again.

Zhuo Jian looked at her, knowing that Wang Yue probably couldn't eat or sleep well because of the video Fu Yanye posted recently, but she still insisted: "I can't write."

"Then what do you want?"

Wang Yue was a little anxious.

"I don't want to, they will always be your grandchildren, no one can take them away."

"Of course they will always be my grandsons and the hope of the Fu family. Jian Jian, Mom just wants to be down-to-earth. Can't you satisfy me?"

"Mom, all I want is to be down-to-earth. Do I really want a divorce? I have fallen in love with Fu Yanye since I was a child, and I have never been fascinated by a second man. I want to have a good relationship with him. We won't get divorced if nothing else."

"What if there is an accident?"

"Unless he proposes, but if he proposes, I am entitled to custody of the child."

"You, how did you become like this?"

Wang Yue was short of breath, put down the teacup heavily and stood up, took the bag and left.

Zhuo Jian lowered her head helplessly when she heard the violent closing of the door.

Some things can bow their heads, and some things can't.

Especially when their marriage is not yet stable.

In fact, she believed that Wang Yue wanted to return the custody of the child just because she wanted to be safe. Even if she and Fu Yanye would never get in touch with each other in the future, Wang Yue would continue to let her see the child. Why didn't she?

Chengcheng walked up to her, lay on her lap and handed an orange to her. Zhuo Jian took it and said, "Thank you baby."

Chengcheng muttered: "Grandma is angry."

Zhuo Jian touched Cheng Cheng's hair: "Yeah, grandma is angry, next time you see grandma, you have to coax her well, okay?"

"Ah."

Chengcheng nodded sensiblely.

Zhuo Jian picked up Cheng Cheng and put it on her lap, hugged him, looked at him, and didn't even want to go to work.

Not long after, her cell phone rang again, and Sheng Xin called: "I'm at the coffee shop next to your TV station."

"I haven't gone to work yet."

Zhuo Jian returned to him.

Not long after, Zhuo Jian and Sheng Xin met in the coffee shop, Zhuo Jian's cell phone rang again, she glanced at the man waiting for her inside, and answered the phone: "Miss Li."

Zhuo Jian hung up the phone, opened the door and went inside.

When Sheng Xin heard the movement, he couldn't help opening his mouth when he raised his eyes to see her, feeling sad for a while.

The women he loves don't love him.

The only one who didn't love was pregnant with his child, but where did that woman take his seed?

I haven't seen her for a few days, but she has improved a lot.

Sure enough, will he be truly happy if he is still by Fu Yanye's side?

Sheng Xin was a little unhappy, leaned over to pick up the coffee and took a sip, then watched her sitting opposite him.

Zhuo Jian leaned on the back of the chair, put her hands in her suit pockets, and looked straight at him, asking him: "You know I can't see you clearly from this distance, but I guess you are very angry now?"

"Ah."

Sheng Xin was reluctant to return.

But he did know her situation very well.

Zhuo Jian nodded, then looked out the window.

The first month is going out.

February in the north is also possible next month, but I don't know if I will be lucky enough to meet it this year.

Zhuo Jian suddenly remembered the phone call just now, and said to him: "You will have a few minutes, and a friend you don't know will come to meet me later, so you have something to say quickly."

"So you met me by the way because you had an appointment with other friends, can I understand that?"

Sheng Xin recalled her words and asked her back.

Zhuo Jian smiled in a good mood and nodded: "Yes."

"Heh, I've gotten to this point now?"

Sheng Xin asked her.

Zhuo Jian glanced at him again, seeing how pitiful he was, and then became serious again, "I asked Wang Rui, he is the one who knows the most things about Fu Yanye, but he doesn't know who that woman is, I'll go I asked Fu Yanye's friends, and they didn't know, so if you really don't have a clue, probably the only way is to tie me up."

Zhuo Jian shrugged indifferently.

Sheng Xin frowned angrily, "You think I dare not?"

"Why don't you dare? As long as your conscience doesn't hurt, why don't you dare to do it?"

"..."

Sheng Xin felt that she was turning over old scores, so he lowered his head knowing that he was wrong.

"Ah Jian, Fu Yanye really lost his memory? You really didn't notice anything wrong with him?"

Sheng Xin approached her and asked, it was really hard for him to accept Fu Yanye's amnesia.

Zhuo Jian: "..."

"If I tie him up, forget it. If he dares not to remember me, I will..."

"Do you dare? You dare to move one of his fingers to try."

Zhuo Jian suddenly became anxious.

Sheng Xin looked at her speechlessly, and then looked out the window irritably. This woman has been raised for so long in vain.

"You saved me, it doesn't matter if you quarrel with me, but if you dare to mess with Fu Yanye, Sheng Xin, I will really turn my face."

Zhuo Jian warned him very solemnly.

"I know, he is your life, even Chengcheng was hidden by me for a year and you didn't say a word of cruelty to me, I just said that I would tie him up, and I haven't done anything yet, you are going to turn against me gone."

Sheng Xin didn't dare to scare her anymore, so he resigned himself to explaining to her.

Zhuo Jian calmed down, and couldn't help muttering: "I said that I don't blame you, it's just that there are too many things to do in time."

"..."

Sheng Xin looked at her suspiciously.

-

Fifteen minutes later, a girl in a black sweater coat opened the door and walked in.