"Don't be smart."

Fu Yanye's deep voice.

“…”

Zhuo Jian looked at him in shock. She always felt that he would not like Liang Yu. Liang Yu was too strong. He liked to be weak...

But looking at his keen black eyes again, she suddenly was not sure. What if he deliberately followed Liang Yu to anger her?

Zhuo Jian's face suddenly turned pale.

Even Fu Yanqing was a little scared by her brother.

"Tiantian seems to be hungry, please find someone to make her milk powder."

Fu Yanye withdrew his eyes to look at her, suddenly looked at his daughter gently, changing the subject.

Zhuo Jian glanced at his daughter, then got up to make milk powder.

Fu Yanqing looked at Zhuo Jian and left before asking softly: "Brother, do you like Liang Yu?"

"What do you think?"

Fu Yanye said lightly, holding his daughter in his arms and cherishing her.

"Then, why are you talking to Zhuo Jian so much? No, my sister-in-law? Her face turned pale."

Fu Yanqing whispered to remind him.

"You don't understand."

Fu Yanye stood up in his arms and left.

Fu Yanqing frowned in confusion. She didn't understand? What didn't she understand?

A stinky man will bully the woman who likes him, hum.

As soon as Zhuo Jian turned around after cooking the milk powder, he saw Fu Yanye standing behind him with his daughter in his arms and walked forward, "Give it to me."

"Need not."

He refused, then held his daughter's hand to open and signaled her to give him the bottle.

Zhuo Jian sent it to his hand. For some reason, her fingers streaked across his palm. She immediately put her hand behind her back and pinched her fingertips hard.

Fu Yanye glanced at her, then walked back with the bottle.

Fu Yanqing didn't expect that one day her brother would hold a baby so gently and feed her milk powder, full of kindness. She suddenly remembered that when she was a child, their father was actually like this.

But thinking of her brother being so arrogant, Fu Yanqing looked at Zhuo Jian who was sitting next to her again, her eyes flashed, and asked, "My niece really doesn't drink breast milk anymore? You don't like my niece, right? So she deliberately didn't give her breast milk."

"Are you serious?"

Zhuo Jian asked her.

In fact, in Zhuo Jian's eyes, they also shook hands and made peace.

"Oh, I'm kidding you. I heard from my mother that you don't have breast milk."

Fu Yanqing saw that she was serious and quickly spoke, but later she glanced at her brother and asked in a low voice: "Are you so angry that my brother has no breast milk?"

Fu Yanye frowned undetectedly.

He was just feeding his daughter some milk powder, so why did he become annoying?

He glanced at Zhuo Jian in a blink of an eye.

Zhuo Jian also looked at him, "It may be related."

"Tsk tsk, brother, why don't I say you, you're so bad-tempered, but weren't you good at coaxing my sister-in-law before? Why don't you coax me now?"

"Shut up."

Fu Yanye felt that his sister was just sowing the disagreement.

Is their relationship not stiff enough?

Fu Yanqing didn't dare to ask him more, so she could only look at Zhuo Jian, thinking that you two are really worrying.

During dinner, Zhuo Jian and Fu Yanye didn't talk much, thanks to the old man and the old lady talking more with Fu Yanqing.

The old lady was quite happy and asked Fu Yanye, "I heard you plan to move back?"

"Yeah, I plan to stay for a while."

Fu Yanye's face never had any expression, but he said clearly.

"It's good for a while. We haven't had such a complete family for a long time. Your bedroom has been cleaned up and clean. You couple can live with confidence."

The old lady said.

"Grandma, I'll clean up and let my sister-in-law live with me. You don't know that I want to say something to her now."

"Then I can't control it."

The old lady replied with a smile.

"Brother, let me lend me my sister-in-law for one night first."

Fu Yanqing blinked her eyes and asked Fu Yanye for help.

Fu Yanye said "hmm" when picking up food.

Zhuo Jian glanced at Fu Yanye and thought to himself that as long as he didn't have the same room as him, last night...

Let's go tonight first. As soon as she goes to work tomorrow, she doesn't have to come back. She just finds an excuse to live in her own place with peace of mind.

Fu Yanye was still having a meal quietly. Fu Zhengzhi looked at his son for a while, but he didn't say anything.

After dinner, Wang Yue pulled Fu Zhengzhi back to the bedroom and asked him: "Why did you laugh when you were having a meal?"

"Your son, you're back."

"What?"

When Wang Yue heard this, she was so excited that she wanted to cry.

"But my daughter-in-law probably doesn't know."

"You mean..."

"I'll talk to him later."

"What's the delay? You'll call your son to our room now."

Wang Yue was already a little impatient.

"You didn't see him holding the child? How could you say this?"

"It's true. He seems to like to hug Tiantian recently, and he has been hugging him almost all the time. He has been hugging him tonight, just about to stop hugging him when he was having dinner."

"Why are you holding your daughter-in-law? Do you still don't know about your son?"

"What's wrong with my son?"

"Although it's a bit wrong to say that his son is, he is indeed a bit tricky."

"You are not allowed to say that to my son."

Wang Yue was angry, no one said that his son was scheming.

"Have you forgotten about the airport? And this time I suddenly want to live at home. Does he like to live with us?"

"this……"

"It's not because we are here that A Jian can't directly deny his opinion."

Fu Zhengzhi explained again.

Wang Yue suddenly had nothing to say, but when she thought of her son coming back, she couldn't help but cry, and walked out of the bedroom again, found a place that looked beautiful downstairs, and stared at her son eagerly.

Fu Yanye held Cheng Tian and played chess with the old man on the sofa. Fu Yanqing wrapped Zhuo Jian's arm around Zhuo Jian's shoulder and watched them play chess.

Zhuo Jian sat upright there, but he was actually a little restless, but he could only be at ease since he came.

The old man lost the chess, took a breath, and frowned unhappily: "What's wrong with you kid today."

All the granddaughters and granddaughters are there, and they have great-granddaughters. This kid really doesn't give him any face.

Fu Yanye smiled, without saying anything, and looked down at his daughter in his arms.

"You can take your daughter back to your room first."

Fu Yanye suddenly said.

This voice is naturally told to Zhuo Jian.

"oh."

Zhuo Jian inertially agreed, because Cheng Tian fell asleep, everyone spoke carefully, and Zhuo Jian took his daughter away from his arms.

"Brother, then I'll go upstairs too."

"You wait first, grandpa still needs the audience."
To be continued...