The old man and the old lady, Fu Yanye's parents, the housekeeper and an aunt were all standing there.

Fu Yanye walked past everyone, and suddenly stopped to an empty place, with his back facing everyone.

Everyone felt his strangeness and looked at him, waiting for him to say something.

But he just walked out with his long legs again.

The old man and Fu Zhengzhi then followed Fu Yanye out in a low-key manner.

The old lady and Wang Yue were still at the door, and the old lady whispered to her: "Baby Jane!"

"baby!"

Wang Yue also called her.

Zhuo Jian knew that they liked her and knew that they wanted her to be a member of this family. At this moment, the baby suddenly made her feel ashamed and couldn't help but lower her head: "I'm sorry grandma, mom!"

"Silly kid, what are you saying sorry? That boy doesn't know how to cherish you. He deserves to be a widow!"

Wang Yue said bluntly.

"That's right, grandma will find you a good one in the future. The men in this world are not dead!"

What the old lady said made Zhuo Jian suddenly not know what to do.

In fact, he is not bad either, it just doesn't belong to her.

As soon as Fu Yanye entered the room, the old man and Fu Zhengzhi followed in.

The old man asked first: "Is there going to be a divorce tomorrow?"

"It's her that she wants to leave!"

Fu Yanye clarified.

"I also think Jane Jian wants to divorce, but why is she so eager to divorce?"

Fu Zhengzhi asked his son.

When Fu Yanye heard this, he was silent again and looked elsewhere.

On the head of his bed, thanks to his mother, there were photos taken on the day he and Zhuo Jian’s wedding. The two untouched people were forced to be together, making them look out of place.

"It seems that this girl really plans to let you go!"

Fu Zhengzhi was not in a hurry to hear his son's answer, and continued to say something.

Fu Yanye was upset: "You came in to say this?"

Make things a mess for me?

"That's not, your grandfather and I just can't understand. Ruxiang is that good?"

Fu Zhengzhi asked him again.

"When Lin Ruxiang looked like a white lotus, she forced you to divorce?"

The old man asked him too.

Fu Yanye: “…”

"Dad, do you still know the white lotus?"

Fu Zhengzhi asked his old father with a smile.

"I know a lot, but now this is not the point. The point is that you really want to divorce Jane and be with that woman?"

The old man turned back to the topic.

"Ruxiang has not had much time!"

Fu Yanye said.

After hearing this, Fu Zhengzhi and the old man frowned and looked at each other, then sighed helplessly.

However, when Fu Zhengzhi walked out, he didn't rush to close the door. He turned to him and said, "Your grandma and your mother are already busy scheduled a blind date for Jian Jian. You, who want to become someone else's ex-husband, don't you care?"

“…”

Fu Yanye looked at the door and felt even more upset.

Blind date?

She hasn't divorced yet?

And that's his grandmother and mother?

This early autumn dumpling was quite enjoyable, except for one person who was too sociable.

The rain outside still didn't mean to stop. After dinner, Zhuo Jian was chatting with the old man and the old lady, but his eyes couldn't help but glance at him.

Fu Yanye usually doesn't live here, so Zhuo Jian just wanted to wait and let him take her away.

The old lady saw Zhuo Jian's little thoughts and said softly: "Baby Jian Jian, we won't leave tonight! It's raining too much. You sleep in your master bedroom. Your incompetent husband lives in the guest room."

"Isn't this suitable?"

As soon as Zhuo Jian finished speaking, he felt a very cold look at her.

"What's wrong with this? You both are going to divorce. You can't live together, right?"

Wang Yue also said.

"We're not divorced yet!"

Fu Yanye suddenly let out a sound.

Then the family of five looked at him in one go, using a look of your shamelessness.

Zhuo Jian couldn't help looking at him after hearing this.

Why do you always have the illusion that he doesn’t want to divorce?

But he was the one who handed over the divorce agreement so timely!

It must be an illusion, or what unknown secret he has? He must have not been deliberately procrastinating.

Later, all the elders slept, and Zhuo Jian wandered around his room.

She has no cleanliness, but she doesn't want to use his stuff to take a shower because he has.

She couldn't do anything like Ru Xiang that she could make herself have nothing but the smell of disinfectant water all day, so that he could clearly feel her cleanliness.

She wanted to go out, but there was a thunderstorm outside.

Do you want to change rooms with him?

Although the aunt said that the guest rooms were cleaned and they changed into clean bedding, did he adapt?

She quietly opened the door and looked at the location of the guest room.

The door of the guest room suddenly opened.

Zhuo Jian looked nervously in that direction.

He came out from inside wearing white pajamas and pajamas, and his dark eyes caught her eyes.

Zhuo Jian heard a thud in his heart, and didn't know what was blowing up.

Fu Yanye walked towards her with big strides. She subconsciously lowered her eyes, but found that he could not cover his long legs even when he was wearing pajamas.

And his beautiful ankles give people the urge to touch them.

Of course, he is the pride of heaven and not everyone can touch it.

Zhuo Jian suddenly thought of Ruxiang, must she have touched it?

Suddenly, her heart was no longer so thunderous. She turned sideways and watched him walk to her side, lowered her eyebrows and looked smoothly, just seeing his waist and abdomen.

The legendary wolfdog waist?

Actually, I saw his figure when I was a child, but at that time he was not as strong as he is now.

This is the consequence of years of exercise later, with the faint eight-pack abdominal muscles, mermaid line...

Damn it!

What are she dreaming about when the clothes she is wearing?

The handsome man's painting in the bathroom that day appeared in front of her again, and her ears were red.

Seeing that her ears were red, Fu Yanye raised his hand and pinched her chin, looking at her with a domineering look: "What are you thinking?"

“…”

Zhuo Jian's big black eyes wanted to find a place to hide, but he was pinched and unable to dodge.

"I'm wondering if we want to change the room?"

Zhuo Jian asked him softly.

After saying this, Zhuo Jian felt rational and secretly thanked him.

“Change rooms?”
To be continued...