I don't deserve your love

It's his car.

He is really back.

Soon, he walked up to her, "wait for me?"

"No."

Zhuo Jian looked at him and answered without any hesitation.

Fu Yanye looked at her coldly, then continued to ask indifferently: "Then what are you doing here?"

"Just got off the phone with Mom."

"..."

Fu Yanye didn't ask any more questions, but just looked at her silently.

Zhuo Jian felt a little uncomfortable being watched by him, turned her head to look inside, and whispered after a while: "You go in first, I still have something to do."

"You're busier than me."

Fu Yanye said coldly, raised his legs and walked inside.

Zhuo Jian: "..."

She is not busy, should she drink tea with him, or listen to him berate her?

Thinking about it, Zhuo Jian glanced at his back with dissatisfaction, and then looked outside again.

She wants to go out.

She didn't think about it for a long time, the children were all asleep, so she went to get the car and left.

Fu Yanye stood at the window of the master bedroom, watching her car leave.

But this time, not long after, Zhuo Jian found someone following her car.

She stopped and made sure it was Wang Rui's car.

Wang Rui got off the car and walked forward.

Zhuo Jian opened the car window, "What a coincidence?"

"It's not a coincidence."

Wang Rui thought that there was no need to say more.

Zhuo Jian also sneered, and asked him with little interest: "Fu Yanye asked you to watch me?"

"It's protection. The boss knows you have an accident and is very worried."

"is it?"

Zhuo Jian started the car without listening to the answer.

Protect?

Worry?

Ah.

Wang Rui said: "The boss punished everyone heavily after he knew about your accident, and he didn't really want us to withdraw. I was negligent."

Zhuo Jian just found it incredible, but didn't believe it.

Wang Rui is his man, and what he says depends on Fu Yanye's face.

Zhuo Jian went back to the house opposite the TV station.

She opened the drawer of the coffee table again.

She easily opened the beautiful metal cigarette case inside, and there were three cigarettes missing.

She pinched one with her soft fingers, and then picked up the black lighter next to it.

It rained and thundered outside in the middle of the night, but she was still lying on the sofa, silently looking at the cigarette butts in her hand.

In the darkness, that little scarlet is like a hope.

But what is her hope?

She didn't want to care about his birthday, ever since.

Why does she have to cook longevity noodles for him when it's his birthday?

So many people who want to care about him should care about him.

But she really cooked noodles in the morning, just for herself.

She didn't go to work either, and her arms were swollen and painful in the past two days, as well as the outer thighs.

After eating the noodles, I made myself a cup of coffee, and then went to the sofa again.

The coffee was steaming on the end table, and she lay on the sofa, trying to get another sleep.

But just after she lay down for a while, she received a call from Uncle Zhou, who was already waiting for her downstairs.

Wang Yue is also in the car.

"Today we will go shopping in person to surprise your husband."

Wang Yue patted the seat next to her and let her sit in.

Zhuo Jian was wearing a simple dress and got into the car after feeling that there was nothing wrong.

However, she really didn't want to participate in this surprise.

Wang Yue didn't mention the matter of Changshou Noodles in the morning. She only looked at her injured arm and said concernedly: "You were very heroic in the matter with that girl Ouyang Ping that day. Does it still hurt now?"

She was wearing a short-sleeved dress, and she had scars on her arms, which were no longer wrapped in gauze. Wang Yue felt pain when she saw it.

"It's better now, but it's a little swollen and itchy."

"That locomotive is many times heavier than both of you. It's no wonder it doesn't hurt or itch after being dragged so far. Don't be so reckless in the future, you know?"

Wang Yue continued to exhort.

Zhuo Jian nodded and followed her to the market.

Wang Yue told everyone that her daughter-in-law was going to prepare a birthday dinner for her son, and she was just here to join in the fun.

Zhuo Jian was praised so badly that she couldn't speak in front of Wang Yue and slap Wang Yue in the face, but when Wang Yue was so busy until after [-] o'clock in the evening, a phone call came, and the person on the other end said: " In the stars."

"In Fanxing? Didn't it be agreed a long time ago? Grandpa, grandma, your son, daughter, and your parents and wife are all waiting for you to go home to celebrate with you. What are you going to Fanxing for? Come back quickly."

"You don't have to wait for me, I can't go back for the time being."

"Can't come back? Have many friends? Oh, if you have many friends, you don't care about your family, do you?"

Wang Yue hangs up the phone angrily, and then looks dizzy, holding his forehead and panting heavily on the sofa.

The old man and the old lady were also very upset, and the old lady even mumbled: "This kid is really angry, my blood pressure is about to rise, baby Jian Jian, don't be angry, I'll send someone to go" please 'He's back."

The old lady herself was unhappy and did not forget to comfort Zhuo Jian.

Zhuo Jian felt that this matter was a bit unimaginably simple?

I couldn't go out on a business trip, and it's still like this.

The whole family sat on the sofa in disappointment, waiting for the birthday boy.

"If you want me to say, you don't have to bother to find someone to invite him back. Who can invite him? I talked to him a while ago, and he agreed at the time. Why is it like this all of a sudden? Can't we please?" If you don’t want to move him, I won’t invite you, I’ll go to the kitchen and say, let’s eat by ourselves.”

Wang Yue stood up angrily as she spoke, but sat down again quickly.

"A Yue."

"mom."

Wang Yue's face turned pale.

"What are you doing so angry? It's not a day or two since he has been in this temper."

"There's nothing to worry about."

Fu Zhengzhi reminded her that Wang Yue was suddenly disappointed and about to cry.

"Ah Jian, why don't you pick him up?"

Fu Zhengzhi cared about his wife and watched Zhuo Jian slowly propose.

Seeing that the old lady and Wang Yue were so angry, Zhuo Jian didn't dare to say anything else, so she nodded, "Yes."

"Let Uncle Zhou take you there, and you have to drag him back to see if I won't let your grandpa break his leg."

When the old lady heard Zhuo Jian's agreement, she even expressed her anger with harsh words.

Zhuo Jian smiled and went out with her cell phone.

On the way to Fanxingxing, she thought about how to persuade him to go home after meeting her.

But for some reason, as soon as I got in the car, after thinking about it for a few seconds, my mind went blank.

Is there any need for hypocritical calculations between them?

When they arrived at Fanxing, Uncle Zhou turned to call her, "Young Madam, we're here."

Zhuo Jian came back to her senses, looked at Fanxing's plaque, and was suddenly very disappointed in herself.

She didn't think of anything, but she had to get out of the car too.

It was raining again outside, thinking of the people waiting for him, big and small, in the old house, he still walked in firmly.

If he doesn't go back tonight, her mother-in-law will probably be really mad.

Zhuo Jian didn't know how she became the person who came to him.

Did everyone think she could find him back?

But she felt that she was not that capable.

And as soon as she entered, Zhang Mingmei stepped forward and took her hand to one side, and said, "You're here, I have to remind you."

"Ok?"

Zhuo Jian listened in a cloud of fog, but still didn't understand why Zhang Mingmei was at the door all of a sudden.