Liang Yu sighed angrily when he heard him hang up.

Can a man ignore the project for a woman?

What kind of gush did Zhuo Jian put on him?

——

Zhuo Jian coughed and lifted the quilt after he hung up the phone, sat up and put his legs under the bed.

Fu Yanye never left her, and when he gently put his phone aside, he asked, "Where are you going?"

"I want to drink water."

Zhuo Jian was hoarse.

Fu Yanye wanted to walk over, but he lay down on the bed behind him, holding the crystal cup containing water and handing it to her.

Zhuo Jian looked down at the water cup, took it and said, "Thank you."

She would do this when she was angry, deliberately indifferent and said thank you.

Fu Yanye lay on the side after she took the water, looked at her and said, "I don't like Liang Yu."

Zhuo Jian was halfway through drinking water, and he choked and coughed again by his words, and wiped his mouth and looked at him.

Why do you say this suddenly?

"That night I thought it was the last one, and something happened to you just happened to me shortly after I left."

He mentioned again.

Zhuo Jian: "…"

"If something happened to your friend, you will definitely rush over there, right?"

Fu Yanye continued to ask again.

"So you treat her as a friend?"

Zhuo Jian asked him in a low and hoarse voice.

“Aren’t you a friend who grew up together?”

Fu Yanye asked her back.

Zhuo Jian didn't say anything, but turned around and looked elsewhere.

My eyes were unconsciously hot and blurred.

“There are many people who grow up together, but they don’t necessarily all become friends.”

Zhuo Jian murmured.

There will be many classmates, and there are countless alumni. If everyone comes to make contact, will they all be friends from childhood?

Can they care for so many people?

"Since you don't like it, she's nothing."

Fu Yanye had already decided to ignore Liang Yu again.

Zhuo Jian gently touched the water cup with his hand, trying to smile at his attitude towards her, but for a while, he said dumbly: "This divorce is not successful, I will sue again in half a year."

“…”

Fu Yanye's deep black eyes narrowed, and his eyebrows frowned into the character "Sichuan".

She seemed to be just talking about a trivial thing in life, neither humble nor arrogant, calm and calm. Fu Yanye didn't know how she was so calm.

"Don't think I can't divorce during breastfeeding. As long as I insist, the court will accept it."

"I know."

She was weak when she spoke, but she felt sorry for him.

Of course he also knew that she would appeal, but that was something that happened in the future, during this period...

Fu Yanye later stayed in bed with her until his aunt came in to bring her fruit.

"Mrs. My wife said you have a fever and eat more fruits, so I'll put them here."

The aunt put it on the bedside table next to her and left without even raising her head.

Fu Yanye leaned against the head of the bed and his face was so bad that he seemed to be sulking with Zhuo Jian.

Actually it's not like it.

Zhuo Jian looked at the fruit plate, which were all fruits she liked to eat, but she had no appetite now, so she turned around and asked him, "Do you want to eat it?"

“Not to eat.”

Fu Yanye replied unhappily.

He is still in the mood to eat fruits now?

"Okay, I'll continue to say that if you can't sleep by yourself during this period, I'll move back to my mom's place."

“…”

Fu Yanye looked at her with black eyes and straight.

Move away?

"What the hell do you choose?"

Zhuo Jian couldn't hear his response, and looked at him and asked again.

"What can I choose?"

Fu Yanye asked her back.

"How do I know?"

"Don't you know? You know what it is that I don't want to divorce, but don't you know?"

Not willing to separate.

Zhuo Jian was so angry that he was half-hearted that he said after a while: "Anyway, I'll move out if you don't divide the house."

Fu Yanye didn't say anything, but just stood up suddenly.

Zhuo Jian raised his eyes and watched him walk away, his nose felt sore, and he called him: "Fu Yanye."

Don't leave her aside every time you have any problems.

"Don't you want to have a room by yourself? Can't I leave?"

Fu Yanye turned around and asked her back.

Zhuo Jian: "…"

"Zhuo Jian, I really don't know what you came back to do?"

“…”

He left.

A week on business trip.

After returning, Yan Zheng and Su Bai called Fanxing to drink.

"Little Sister Jian or insist on divorce?"

Su Bai felt that this matter was really a big deal.

They all knew Liang Yu's temper, but they really didn't realize that it was a mess.

"Saying a second appeal."

After sitting down, Fu Yanye found his own special cup, poured a glass of wine in, and drank it all in one go.

Yan Zheng held the wine glass and thought about it repeatedly, but he still spoke: "I went to apologize to Ajian myself, but she ignored it."

"The problem is not you."

"Hi."

Fu Yanye finished speaking when the door was suddenly pushed open from outside.

The three of them looked up and saw Liang Yu wearing a white shirt.

Immediately, the private room became silent, and I don’t know how many seconds passed.

"Liang Yu? Why are you here?"

Su Bai spoke first.

"You are not big or small, are you calling Liang Yu? You call me sister."

Liang Yu said as he walked over, his eyes skipping Yanshen and looking at Fu Yanye, "Are you always hiding from me?"

Fu Yanye didn't say anything and leaned over to pour wine.

Liang Yu was quick-eyed and quickly took the wine bottle for him and poured the wine.
To be continued...