Zhuo Jian has never wanted to face Wang Yue since the hospital that day. He said he didn't dare to meet him, and said he didn't know how to meet him, but he just felt unhappy.

Or because of age, I don’t want to force myself.

But since Wang Yue said this, he must meet him.

So that night, she still arrived at the old house.

The old man and Fu Zhengzhi were not at home, so the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were sitting on the sofa drinking tea and watching dramas.

As soon as she went back, Wang Yue slowly drank the tea. After drinking, she looked up and gave her a look and asked her, "Are you willing to come back?"

“…”

Zhuo Jian pursed his lips, but did not respond.

But Wang Yue's tone is a bit familiar.

"I can't say a few words to you as a mother-in-law? You are getting more and more angry now."

Wang Yue looked at her, and after saying that, he leaned over to put down the teacup and continued to sit upright.

“There are a bit busy on the platform these two days.”

"No matter how busy you are, it doesn't delay your meal with your friends? You can't take the time to come back to see me and your grandma?"

Wang Yue asked her without giving a face to face.

"Okay, okay, relying on his age, I've criticized the younger generation for not finishing it? Jian Jian, sit down first, come, sit next to grandma."

The old lady waved to the person standing next to him and listening to the training.

Zhuo Jian nodded and went to sit down.

The old lady looked at her for a while and muttered, "Why do you look much haggard again? I heard that you were frightened halfway through the way, are you getting better now?"

"Yeah, it's okay, grandma."

Zhuo Jian forced a smile.

"It's fine. If the place where you live is not safe, you can move back and live for a while. There are more people in the family and sleep more peacefully, huh?"

"good."

"I'm afraid it sounds nice to say, but I don't take it seriously at all, right?"

Wang Yue looked at her and asked.

Zhuo Jian smiled helplessly and tried to say it calmly as if he was chatting: "Mom, your knife mouth is sometimes really pissing."

“…”

Wang Yue spoke for a moment, and then looked at her tears in her eyes.

For some reason, I suddenly thought that she had no father or mother now, so I sighed helplessly and turned to look elsewhere.

"No, sometimes I can't stand your mother's mouth, that is, your father can do it."

The old lady glanced at Wang Yue and said to Zhuo Jian.

"Dad loves mom very much, so he can bear it."

Zhuo Jian continued with a smile. He was just talking casually, but after he finished speaking, he was inevitably a little heartbroken.

So is Fu Yanye like that because he doesn’t love her?

Wang Yue was also stunned when she heard this, and then she couldn't help but feel wronged for her son, "What's wrong? Are you disliked my son not loving you enough? If he didn't love you, he wouldn't have never given Lin Ruxiang the reputation, and he wouldn't have never been wrong.

Look at other women."

That kid just couldn't express it.

It's stupid, too.

Isn't this little girl easy to coax?

Wang Yue didn't know what was wrong with him tonight, so he stared at Zhuo Jian straight and thought better.

"Oh, you woman, can't you say something well? You obviously don't love us, baby Jian, why did you say something chilling when you meet?"

The old lady tried hard to find a supplement.

"I have made soup for you in the kitchen, and you can leave after drinking it."

Wang Yue watched the aunt bring the soup out, and after that, she got up and went upstairs.

The old lady looked at it, sighed, and held Zhuo Jian's hand again: "Baby Jian, don't be as familiar with your mother, she has such a temper for so many years."

"Um."

"Drink soup first."

"Mrs. I know you are coming back. My wife asked Lao Chen to stew it in the morning."

"Um."

Zhuo Jian took the soup and drank silently.

The old lady looked at her and couldn't help but feel a prick of needles in her heart, "Baby, don't be angry with your mother. She just saw that you two were so anxious."

Zhuo Jian took two sips of the soup, looked at the old lady in a blink of an eye, and said with a smile: "Grandma, we are all adults, don't worry."

"Why aren't you worried? I've watched you grow up since I was a child. In the past, Aye used to be a dissatisfied person, but now both of you are a dissatisfied person. Grandma hopes that you won't go to the hospital after returning from a business trip, because Aye, not

Because of the things your mother said to you in the hospital that day.”

The old lady looked at Zhuo Jian and didn't want to miss any of her subtle expressions.

Zhuo Jian held the soup bowl, but after all, he couldn't drink it any longer.

"Go and see him. No matter whether he wants to be separated, he will always meet."

The old lady coaxed her softly again.

"Grandma, I haven't thought about it yet."

Zhuo Jian held the hot bowl and looked at the old lady, wanting to laugh, but his eyes were blurred.

"Silly kids, you are still a couple. If you have any thoughts or not, you will naturally have a conclusion when you meet them."

“…”

But she didn't know how to meet.

No matter what Fu Yanye is, she is helpless.

He clearly told her that he would divorce her for her happiness.

I said it so seriously at the time, but it seemed that it was not the case later.

He was fine, but when he had a fever, everyone blamed her for not taking good care of him.

Zhuo Jian felt warm in his heart, but he didn't dare to complain, so he could only hold it back. Before the tears fell out, she said, "Grandma, I'll go and see Tiantian first."

After I spoke, I realized that my voice was hoarse, but I could no longer hide it.

The old lady felt distressed when she heard her voice, so she let her go to find her daughter.

Chengtian fell asleep shortly after drinking the milk powder, and Zhuo Jian lay next to her for a while.

The cell phone on the table next to her lit up. She turned around and picked it up and looked at it, then got up and went to the window to answer the phone.

There was green everywhere outside, looking very good, but very stuffy, just like that.

"Brother Rui."

"Madam, you'd better come to the hospital."

"Didn't he get rid of his fever?"

Zhuo Jian asked lightly.

"Madam, you'd better come here, Yuan Man is waiting for you downstairs."

Wang Rui said again.

"Since he is all right, I don't have to go there."

Zhuo Jian said, turned around, leaned against the window frame and looked at the sleeping little girl on the bed, and said softly: "I'm taking care of my daughter, let's talk about it later."

She didn't plan to see him at this time.

At night, it would be unwise.

What's more, it's the night with him.

Why did he insist on sleeping with her that night?

Oh, I want to break up with her.

Zhuo Jian thought, what would happen if they did that night?

Will he really satisfy her to get a divorce?

How could he be as she wished?
To be continued...