I don't deserve your love

Not to mention how ugly Fu Yanye's face is, no one here knows what's going on with Zhuo Jian better than him.

"Little sister Jane, give me something to eat."

Su Bai was afraid that Zhuo Jian would spoil it, so he picked up a spoon and shared it with her.

Zhuo Jian was not stingy either, and shared a plate with him.

Zhang Mingmei almost couldn't help kicking Su Bai.

Fu Yanye stared at Su Bai like a knife.

"Well, it's really delicious, wife, you should try it too."

Su Bai took a sip, and took another spoonful for Zhang Mingmei.

Zhang Mingmei: "..."

Although she opened her mouth, she still decided to mention her stupid husband after going back.

As far as he likes to think about Zhuo Jian, Fu Yanye should have taught him a lesson in secret when he was a child, right?

It's too ambiguous for a couple to share a piece of cake.

But Su Bai is like this with everyone, he doesn't hate it.

After lunch, Zhuo Jian went back to the TV station, and the others went back separately. Fu Yanye followed her, and she turned to look at him, "Are you okay?"

"I still have enough time to send you to the TV station."

Fu Yanye said.

"Well, I believe that when you want to do something, you will always have time."

"..."

Fu Yanye didn't know why, but felt that there was something in her words.

"Don't pick me up from get off work at night, I will drive by myself, should you be free to pick up the kids from school?"

"Ah."

Fu Yanye agreed to her.

Although reluctantly.

The two of them walked forward again. If she wanted to record a show, she would wear long sleeves. Fu Yanye noticed this. The scar on her elbow hadn't completely healed. He wanted to remind her to pay attention, but it was far away. Suddenly, I saw a car with a cake painted on it parked in front of their TV station.

Fu Yanye stopped suddenly.

Zhuo Jian noticed and turned to look at him, "Just send it here, this morning's weight is 47, bye."

She is in a good mood.

However, after hearing that number, Fu Yanye felt even worse.

"Five at 47, hum."

With his hands on his hips, he watched her happily walking forward, thinking to himself, "One day, Zhuo Jian, one day, you will run towards me like before."???.

-

In the evening, Fu Yanye didn't pick up the children from school. Fu Zhengzhi said that he hadn't eaten together for a long time, and told him to follow Zhuo Jian home to finish the meal.

Wang Yue also reminded: "It will rain tonight, heavy rain."

After Fu Yanye hung up the phone, he touched the bridge of his nose, and then smirked.

Fu Zhengzhi asked her, "What does heavy rain mean?"

"The whole world knows what heavy rain means, why doesn't a smart person like you know?"

Wang Yue asked him.

Fu Zhengzhi: "I really don't know."

"Didn't he always find Jian Jian on rainy days?"

The old lady reminded her son.

"Then you can make excuses for not being able to leave."

The old man snorted after he finished speaking, especially disdainful of this trick.

Fu Zhengzhi couldn't help but smile after hearing this, his son is quite pitiful.

But he is the only one who feels sorry for his son here.

When Zhuo Jian got off work, she saw him standing at the door, with a straight suit on her body, and even the seams of her trousers were so straight, as if it had just been ironed.

But he's obviously been wearing it all day.

Zhuo Jian didn't want to go over, and stood there looking at him until he found her, hung up the phone and walked towards her.

"Didn't I ask you to pick up your son?"

"Didn't Mom call you? We're going to have a family dinner tonight, in the old house."

Fu Yanye went to get her bag when he reminded her.

But this time, Zhuo Jian instinctively held her bag strap with her other hand, and just stared at him.

"Fu Yanye, I just weighed myself before I came out."

"Ok?"

The two people were pulling a bag strap, neither of them let go, neither of them exerted any force, they looked at each other, and they were not very happy.

The sky is getting dark gradually, and everything is dark and unclear.

"Five at 48."

"..."

"so……"

"What did you eat?"

He didn't understand, at noon she said it was 47:48 in the morning, now it's [-]:[-]?

"I ordered two more cups of milk tea in the afternoon."

"..."

He wants to take his time, as long as he treats her well and she is soft-tempered and will be moved, he will reconcile with him.

But suddenly she did.

Probably because he was too angry, he suddenly smiled, looked down at a bag strap that was being held up by the two of them, and murmured: "It's good."

Zhuo Jian clearly saw some disappointment in his eyes, but she didn't care.

She lowered her eyes, and also concealed something, she stopped looking at him, and only said: "Do you want to go back to the old house?"

"Back."

He said, this sound is still very certain.

She nodded.

The elders told them to go back to eat, which is nothing to refuse.

As long as he remembers what he promised her.

From his expression, she was very sure, he remembered.

So she got into his car.

After the car set off and passed through the city, Zhuo Jian looked at the cake shop and asked, "Do you want to buy some desserts to take home and share with everyone?"

"There is a dessert chef at home, and grandparents are old, eating desserts often is not good for your health."

Fu Yanye reminded mercilessly.

Zhuo Jian thought so too, and she was tired of eating too, so forget it tonight.

"Tomorrow is Friday."

Zhuo Jian looked down at the phone, suddenly spoke out of interest, and then sighed.

The car was moving forward steadily, but suddenly accelerated.

Zhuo Jian felt that their car was like a wind, passing through the city without leaving any traces.

When she arrived at the old house, she was about to vomit, and as soon as the car stopped, she hurriedly ran out covering her mouth.

Fu Yanye stopped the car, his face was still cold, and he sat inside and watched her run into the house. From the floor-to-ceiling windows, she could still see her going in, going to the bathroom.

It's strange to drink so much milk tea.

Fu Yanye watched coldly, without any pity.

He hated her for going to any lengths to get a divorce.

Yes, overeating is unscrupulous.

Obviously, I couldn't eat anything in those days.

How long has it been?

ridiculous.

When a woman really wants to leave you, can she even die?

They have always cared about the figure, but they don't care?

The more Fu Yanye thought about it, the more angry he became, and he didn't come down for a long time.

Until the phone remembered, he saw the word dad, and picked it up.

"Why don't you come out in the car?"

"Answer the phone."

Fu Yanye explained.

Fu Zhengzhi was stunned for a while, and then replied: "Come in, I'm waiting for you."

"Ah."

Fu Yanye hung up the phone, and was about to leave when she saw her bag in the blink of an eye.

In the end, I only took my mobile phone in the past.

After Zhuo Jian vomited out, Wang Yue stood at the door of the bathroom: "Aren't you pregnant again?"

"Ah? No."

Zhuo Jian was also taken aback by Wang Yue's guess.

But she knew what was going on this time, he must have driven too fast, and she was fine.

"Really? It looks very similar, don't you know it yourself?"

Wang Yue looked at her, doubting the authenticity of her words.