I don't deserve your love

Chapter 1202 Boss Fu is dying of acid

Soon, there was a knock on the door of the private room.

The people inside looked out, and then Zhuang Mingli got up to open the door. Seeing the hotel executive standing there, he couldn't help frowning: "What's the matter?"

"Mr. Zhuang, our Mr. Fu knows that Madam is entertaining guests here, so he specially sent two bottles of red wine."

The executive is a man in his 40s, with a polite manner.

Zhuang Mingli didn't have a good impression of this person, so he smiled lightly, looked in, and then looked at the executive again, "Then thank Mr. Fu for us."

Zhuang Mingli took the wine directly and closed the door immediately.

The executive frowned, it didn't matter if he was shut down, but his task was not completed, so he continued to knock on the door without haste.

He also didn't expect that he would make a huge contribution to the marriage between his boss and his wife in his lifetime.

Zhuang Mingli went to open the door again, and leaned out leaning against the wall, "Do you have anything else to do?"

"The boss said that Madam can drink more, he and the children are waiting for Madam for dinner in the western restaurant downstairs."

"Is he sick?"

After Zhuang Mingli finished speaking, he immediately closed the door.

Naturally, he didn't need to say this to Zhuo Jian, the door was not far from the dining table, she could hear it.

This time before Zhuang Mingli closed the door, the executive took a look inside, and found that there was something very shiny inside, although it was just a bit of fabric, but it should be, another woman?

After the executive delivered the message, he went downstairs. Fu Yanye was eating western food with his three sons. The three little guys all used knives and forks well.

In fact, Fu Yanye was a little emotional, even oranges and chestnuts can use knives and forks, how much time has passed for them?

"The words have been brought."

Executives go down and talk to him.

Fu Yanye drank the red wine and turned to look at him, "And then?"

"Then? I didn't see Madam, it was Mr. Zhuang who opened the door."

executives said.

Fu Yanye narrowed his eyes for a moment, and asked after a while, "Did you say we were waiting for her?"

"I said, Madam should be able to hear, but she didn't see me."

The executive laughed.

Fu Yanye frowned, thinking to himself, this woman didn't hurry down when she heard the children were there, is it so important to have a meal alone with that man?

Seeing that Fu Yanye was very angry, the executive thought about it, but stopped talking.

Fu Yanye stared at him, "What?"

"There seems to be another lady."

"Ok?"

Fu Yanye was suddenly in a mood and confirmed with him.

"The young lady is wearing formal clothes, unless she has changed clothes. I saw someone wearing a bright pink dress, although I didn't see the face."

"..."

Fu Yanye held the wine glass in his hand, and squinted at something with his long and narrow phoenix eyes. He was very sure that Zhuo Jian would not wear those clothes upstairs.

"Mummy said that an interview subject is having dinner with her tonight."

Cheng Cheng said something suddenly.

Fu Yanye looked at him, and the executive also looked at him.

"What's wrong?"

Chengcheng thought, why are you looking at me like that?

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"You didn't ask."

Chengcheng shrugged, expressing that he did not understand the brain circuits of adults.

"Then did she say whether the interviewer was a man or a woman?"

Fu Yanye stared at him and asked again.

"I'll think about it."

Cheng Cheng raised her head, looking at the roof with her big eyes, thinking seriously.

Fu Yanye felt that every second felt like a year, and his son was a little bit in need of a beating, so slow, it was not in line with his temperament at all.

"Some say it's an aunt. An aunt is a woman."

After Cheng Cheng tilted his head, he picked up his juice again and drank it in big gulps.

"Since this is the case, I will retire first, and I still have some work to do."

executives said.

If Fu Yanye didn't come, he was alone. When Fu Yanye came, hey.

Fu Yanye stared at Chengcheng again after he left, "I will call your mommy later, remember to report to me."

"Ah? Do I have to report everything? What if I forget?"

Chengcheng finds it a little difficult, he and his mommy have to talk on the phone, send wechat messages, and chat on video every day, and it is impossible for him to report everything to Fu Yanye.

"Then deduct a month's pocket money."

"..."

Chengcheng made a shocked, incomprehensible expression.

What is this?

To deduct his pocket money for a month?

Chengcheng looked at her younger brothers soon after, and thought, that will only cost you.

Who knew that the other person would soon say, "All three people will be deducted."

"..."

"..."

"..."

The three little guys all looked at him, with big black eyes, each one was more wronged than the other.

Fu Yanye didn't care, and just said: "Hurry up and eat, and go up to find her after eating."

"Father, you are wrong."

Chengcheng said him slowly.

Fu Yanye glanced at him again, "Do you want to be a father?"

"..."

Cheng Cheng took a deep breath, feeling the embarrassment from his father, blah blah.

After the meal, Fu Yanye really went upstairs with them. At the door of the private room, the three little ones looked up at their father and waited for him to give orders.

Fu Yanye only said: "Go and knock on the door."

"You two go together."

After hearing this, Cheng Cheng immediately whispered to her two younger brothers.

Cheng Qing and Cheng Li nodded obediently, their eyes were full of understanding, and then they knocked on the door foolishly.

They knocked softly, but firmly.

Fu Yanye stood aside and glanced at his eldest son, then at the two little guys.

"Mommy."

"Mommy."

The two of them quickly shouted in unison, softly.

Soon, Zhuo Jian opened the door from the inside, closed the door after coming out, bent over and hugged her two sons, looked at the two sons diagonally opposite, and asked curiously: "Why are you all here?"

Fu Yanye only looked at her but didn't speak.

Chengcheng glanced at Fu Yanye, and then said, "Oh, it's Dad..."

"Chengqing Chengli wants to lull you to sleep."

Fu Yanye grabbed the nape of his son's neck and said something lightly.

Cheng Qing and Cheng Li nodded seriously when they heard that it would be nice to put Mommy to sleep.

Zhuo Jian looked at the two of them and smiled, "Okay, it's getting late, let's go."

When she came out, she was carrying a bag.

Fu Yanye couldn't help but look inside.

He wasn't surprised that she would go with them, he was just curious about the inside.

"Don't you need to say goodbye to the guests?"

Fu Yanye asked.

"I've already been told."

Zhuo Jian got up, carried her bag and then took the two of them by the hand to walk to the elevator.

Fu Yanye still looked there.

Zhuo Jian turned to look at him, "Fu Yanye, can you go?"

Fu Yanye didn't speak, but followed.

The family of five in the elevator was quiet for almost half a minute. Fu Yanye was about to get irritable, and finally someone made a sound.

"Mommy, are you dining with an aunt?"

Chengcheng asked her.

"Yes, didn't we talk at noon?"

Zhuo Jian talked to him in a good temper.

"Oh, Dad thought you were having dinner with the handsome uncle, so he was jealous, hee hee."

Chengcheng couldn't help laughing while talking, so she quickly raised her hand to cover her mouth.

Chengqing and Chengli also smiled, not forgetting to cover their mouths.

Zhuo Jian smiled at them, but still did not look at Fu Yanye.

Fu Yanye was staring at her, what he wanted to do most now was to go up again, and then rush to that room to see if it was uncle or aunt, or, really, both?

She got into Zhuang Mingli's car, and he saw it with his own eyes. He also knew that she and Zhuang Mingli went into the hotel.

Could it be that he was afraid of others' gossip, so he deliberately found a woman as a cover?

Fu Yanye stared at her, and when he thought of Zhuang Mingli's constant efforts to persuade her to divorce, he wanted to beat that kid hard and throw him out of City A.

When the elevator opened, the children went out first. Fu Yanye stared at the person who was about to go out in front, and dragged her back into the elevator against the wall of the stairs in a blink of an eye and asked, "What do you mean by turning a blind eye to me?"