The smile on Zhuo Jian's face stopped for two seconds, but he soon laughed: "That's okay."

She took a special bowl for Chengcheng to hold rice, took a small spoon of Chengcheng, and delivered rice to Chengcheng's mouth one by one.

Chengcheng is even more happy to eat.

The mother and mother sat close to him, but seemed to be divided into two poles.

It is as warm as spring, and as cold as east.

Fortunately, Chengcheng was full soon, and Fu Yanye ordered: "Take the young master out first."

"yes!"

The aunt walked in and took Chengcheng away from Zhuo Jian's arms.

Zhuo Jian didn't say anything, just told Chengcheng: "Mom will go find you later."

"good!"

Chengcheng hugged the aunt and left.

Fu Yanye turned his head and looked at her, and that glance seemed like a blade.

"Go there first and sit down and have dinner."

Fu Yanye ordered her.

“I don’t want to eat.”

Zhuo Jian whispered in a low voice. She was now excited and wanted to go up and see the Chengqing Chengli first.

"Don't want to eat? Then you can't stand being sick?"

Fu Yanye glanced at her and asked.

“…”

Zhuo Jian suddenly understood the reason why he asked him to eat, and he held his breath in his heart, unwilling to listen to his orders, but in the end he walked over.

The aunt had served her a meal, but looking at the large bowl of rice, she couldn't eat it at all.

When she picked up the spoon, Fu Yanye stared at her and ordered: "Drink the soup first."

Zhuo Jian looked up at him, not understanding why he was doing, even if she had to care about what she had to eat and drink first.

"What do you think I'm doing? Do you think I'm caring about you? I just don't like to do it with a cold body."

Fu Yanye reminded her.

“…”

She understood, and she served herself the soup first as she told me.

Fu Yanye took a sip of wine casually and continued to stare at her.

Did those two bodyguards take good care of her?

Why is she more haggard than that on Christmas?

Although she put on makeup, she was quite exquisite...

She came back with makeup?

Is it because I want him to be happy?

Thinking of this, Fu Yanye's eyes looked deeper and more carefully looking at her.

Later he put the bowls and chopsticks aside and stared at her for almost an hour.

He glanced at his phone and laughed helplessly.

Zhuo Jian looked up at him, and he immediately had a cold face and reminded her: "Madam Fu, what are you doing when you glared at me? Do you want me to tell you that you have eaten for an hour? It can take an hour just three dishes and one soup?

”

“…”

Zhuo Jian didn't expect that he even made a table to calculate the time for her.

Do you have to pay on time in the future?

Zhuo Jian looked at him in confusion.

"I go to wash after I finish eating. I don't want to sleep in the same bed with a woman who doesn't have the smell of this home."

“…”

Zhuo Jian looked at him speechlessly, then turned around and went out.

Fu Yanye held the wine glass and drank all the remaining wine inside.

Zhuo Jian went to take a shower.

Her cell phone rang outside, and Fu Yanye walked over and opened her bag.

There is an agreement in it, which is about the children.

It's been a long time since she's still there.

She wanted him to give up the custody of his child, which should have been done before Christmas night.

That night, she had actually had other intentions for him.

But he drank the wine with the ingredients and failed to give her a chance.

Fu Yanye suddenly thought, if he was just drunk that night, would he be coaxed by her to sign this thing?

She is very good at coaxing him.

Thinking of this...

It seems that after a long time, she stopped coaxing him.

Fu Yanye took out his cell phone, saw the number, and sneered unconsciously, and answered: "Mr. Sheng called my wife so late, don't you know what's the price?"

"Fu Yanye? Where is Zhuo Jian?"

"Zhuo Jian? Are you still in the mood to care about Zhuo Jian? Handle your own affairs first."

"Fu Yanye, what exactly do you want to do?"

"Don't call her again, or you will never see that woman."

"Fu Yanye, you..."

Sheng Xin was threatened and was so angry that he wanted to curse, but Fu Yanye hung up before he could scold him.

Afterwards he went back to the room, she just came out of the shower.

Because she had washed once before, she simply rushed down this time.

But just that, he was already in love.

The skin stained with warm water was covered with a thin layer of powder, which made him feel ready to move.

Fu Yanye slowly walked towards her. Zhuo Jian did not retreat, but just murmured: "I'll put you bath water."

It seemed like I suddenly returned to that night.

Fu Yanye stopped in front of her and looked at her with dark eyes.

Zhuo Jian also raised his eyes and looked at him.

He didn't say anything, and she urged softly again: "The water will cool."

“I won’t take a bath tonight.”

He whispered in a low voice.

Zhuo Jian looked straight at him with big eyes, and suddenly his mind buzzed.

“Go to bed.”

"Fu Yanye."

"Or do you want to talk about what's going on with this piece of paper?"

He suddenly took out the paper and put it in front of her.

"Fu Yanye."

Zhuo Jian was stunned. Why did he... he flip through her bag?

Zhuo Jian suddenly felt like the sky was about to collapse. He found out that he would ignore everything and drive her away so that she would never see her son again?

She panicked.

"I don't want to talk about these disappointing things now. If you are smart, you know what to do?"

Seeing that she was scared, Fu Yanye reminded her in a low voice.

This time she nodded obediently.

Seeing that she was finally sensible, Fu Yanye patted the paper in her arms, turned around and left.
To be continued...