I don't deserve your love

"Mommy, Dad, I'm going to find Chengqing Chengli."

Cheng Cheng looked at the two of them, suddenly felt the danger, and rushed out after speaking.

The door was suddenly thrown wide open, and both of them looked out.

Cheng Cheng ran fast and disappeared in a flash, but the room suddenly seemed cramped.

"You're fine, don't squat here."

Zhuo Jian wiped the corner of her daughter's mouth and whispered something to him.

Fu Yanye looked at her again, "You want to drive me away?"

Zhuo Jian looked at him, "Yes."

"I haven't held my daughter yet."

Fu Yanye didn't expect her to be so direct.

After hearing this, Zhuo Jian put her daughter in his arms.

Both of them are very careful in their actions, after all, this is their little heart.

After Fu Yanye took over his daughter, his temper disappeared, and the iceberg in his heart quietly melted.

Seeing that he had hugged his daughter, Zhuo Jian stood up: "Then you two talk, I'll go out first."

"She can't talk, what should I talk to her about?"

Fu Yanye asked her.

Zhuo Jian looked at him, "Then Mr. Fu means that you want to talk to me?"

"..."

Fu Yanye was suddenly annoyed. He went to wait for her for so long, and he got this in exchange?

Of course, she didn't know that he was looking for him, but so what if she knew?Will she let him wait?

"Liang Yu recently worked in our office building, but not on the same floor."

he said suddenly.

Zhuo Jian asked him, "Why did you tell me?"

"Are there more misunderstandings?"

Fu Yanye asked her.

"There is no misunderstanding after divorce."

"Divorce will involve a lot of unnecessary troubles, so be careful."

Fu Yanye hugged her daughter and stopped looking at her while talking.

Zhuo Jian looked at him eagerly, and sighed helplessly: "Fu Yanye, we can divorce in secret, and no one will know."

Fu Yanye looked up at her, questioning.

"I must get a divorce this time. Don't try to find excuses to prevaricate me like you used to."

After Zhuo Jian was not disappointed, she turned and walked out.

Fu Yanye couldn't get angry for a long time, looked down at his sweet little daughter, but suddenly felt bitter in his heart, and murmured: "Divorce? Do you want us to divorce?"

The little princess laughed suddenly.

Fu Yanye: "..."

After dinner, Zhuo Jian received a call from Zhong Mai, greeted the elders and left to answer the phone.

Zhong Mai asked her: "If I didn't see you living with the elders, I would have called you out to accompany my sister, Ah Jian, do you think he is short-hearted?"

"You can't blame brother Yan Zheng for this."

"You're all quarreling so much that you're about to divorce, don't you blame him?"

Zhong Mai thinks that Yan Zheng is simply a living Bodhisattva, but Bodhisattvas can distinguish between good and evil.

"Don't think that way, it's actually just a problem between me and Fu Yanye."

"Ah Jian, I apologize to you on behalf of Brother Yan Zheng."

Zhong Mai said to her in a low voice.

"Then how about asking Brother Yan Zheng to invite us out to play some other day?"

Zhuo Jian thought for a while and returned her.

"Go out to play, travel abroad, buy high-end, you must be satisfied with Baojun."

Zhong Mai thought for a while, and brother Yan Zheng had to bleed profusely.

After chatting for a while, Zhuo Jian hung up the phone and turned to leave.

While chatting, she walked to the innermost room in the corridor on the first floor. The wind was blowing slowly from the window. When she turned around, her hair covered her eyes, and then...

"My daughter is hungry."

Suddenly, someone at the door told her that her daughter was hungry.

Zhuo Jian couldn't take it anymore, but soon Fu Yanye brought her daughter to her, and she took it, "I'll go upstairs and take a bath before feeding her."

"Then give it to me."

Fu Yanye suddenly went to her arms to get her daughter back.

Zhuo Jian: "..."

Fu Yanye's knuckles were hard, and her chest hurt a little from poking her.

Fu Yanye didn't seem to notice it at all, he just hugged his daughter and left, turning back halfway: "Let's go."

Zhuo Jian just rubbed her chest with his hands.

She couldn't believe he didn't feel it just now.

She is no longer an airport.

After going upstairs, Zhuo Jian saw that Fu Yanye and his daughter had returned to the master bedroom without stopping, and she wanted to go to the princess room.

Just as she walked to the door, she was suddenly grabbed by someone and pulled directly into the master bedroom: "Wash here, we'll wait for you here."

Zhuo Jian only felt that his wrist was about to be strangled by him, and frowned in pain.

Fu Yanye realized that he was using too much force and let her go.

Zhuo Jian rubbed her wrists and went into the bathroom.

After coming out in his nightgown, he saw that Fu Yanye was still lying on the bed. Of course, he still had his precious daughter in his arms.

Back then, when she gave birth to Cheng Cheng, he had never been so clingy.

It seems that the daughter is really the lover of the father in the previous life, otherwise how could he be so clingy in this life.

Zhuo Jian walked over, knelt on the bed with one knee, and bent over to hug her daughter.

"It's been said that it's better to feed on your side, so you can both relax."

"I'll give you two choices. One, I'll sleep in this room with my daughter, and you can sleep in her room. The other is don't talk nonsense and leave us alone."

"..."

Fu Yanye's mind was a little hot, and he always felt that the choice should be made by him.

Zhuo Jian glanced at him and hugged Cheng Tian, ​​but she didn't leave immediately. She hugged Cheng Tian and sat down beside the bed with her back to him: "You should have received the indictment from the court, right?"

"I'll file a pleading."

Fu Yanye's eyes were bottomless, and he replied coldly.

"We can negotiate a divorce by ourselves, but the two of us start our own new lives, and the rest can remain unchanged."

"What do you mean?"

Fu Yanye looked at her, depressed by her unfeeling.

"The children will still be here with their grandparents. I have to work, so it is impossible to take care of them all the time."

"Except for the children?"

Fu Yanye understood, but was not dissatisfied.

"Besides the kids? Do we have anything else?"

Zhuo Jian looked at her little daughter who was having dinner, but she couldn't think of anything else between them.

"Nothing."

Fu Yanye replied to her, but the voice was cold and piercing.

Zhuo Jian also felt chills in her heart, she knew if there was any, but she just had enough.

Fu Yanye casually grabbed something next to him and stuffed it into his arms. When he lowered his sharp black eyes and found that it was her pillow, he felt sour all of a sudden.

-

At nine o'clock in the morning that day, Fu Yanye and Zhuo Jian sat in the mediation room of the court.

Fu Yanye sat there in a black suit, like a sacred and inviolable mansion in the dark night.

Zhuo Jian was wearing a light gray comfortable suit, her hair was tied behind her neck with an ordinary black hair tie, and she was holding her mobile phone.

Just now Jianqian sent a message saying that there will be a meeting at eleven o'clock.

She turned to look at Fu Yanye, the staff talked for half an hour, but he didn't say a word, so she had to call him: "Boss Fu."

"We decided to make up."

Fu Yanye finally spoke.

staff member:"……"

Zhuo Jian: "..."

Fu Yanye looked at her with dark eyes and said, "I have read the agreement we made in private before. If I propose a divorce, I have to give you all my private property. I can't divorce."