I don't deserve your love

Chapter 932

"Then I'll wait and see, and I'll be grateful when the time comes."

Fu Yanye stared straight at the woman below him with black eyes, and said to Liang Yu on the other end of the phone.

Zhuo Jian looked at him suspiciously, only feeling that there was a knife in his eyes and a smile.

The mobile phone was quickly thrown together with hers, and Fu Yanye found a comfortable position again, and murmured in front of her eyes: "She said she would help us reconcile, if she can really do it, we must thank her, um ?”

Suddenly his voice was full of 'comfort'.

It seemed that Liang Yu wanted to do something nice to them.

The more Zhuo Jian thought about it, the angrier she became. She really hated that woman, and this man.

"Fu Yanye, I'm really angry if you don't get up again. Your daughter is still at home waiting for me to go back to sleep."

"Can't she just give you to me for one night?"

Although the daughter's request should be met immediately, but he is also a needy person, okay?

"Fu Yanye, you simply..."

"Knock knock."

The two were entangled, and suddenly the car window was knocked from the outside.

Both of them immediately looked in the same direction.

It's the security guard of the hospital.

"No parking here."

After Fu Yanye opened the car window, the staff only said this, looking very disgusted.

"Sorry, coaxing my wife."

After Fu Yanye finished speaking, he closed the window again, Zhuo Jian pushed him, and he got up to drive.

Zhuo Jian turned her head angrily, tugged at her shirt, and scratched her hair. After feeling better, she turned to him and asked, "Are you going to the hospital?"

"Which hospital should I go to if I'm not sick?"

"..."

Zhuo Jian's alarm bell rang loudly at this moment, yes, he looked like he had drunk something unclean, and he was clearly sober.

He teased her soberly.

After she figured it out, she was so angry that she really wanted to slap him to death, but in the end, her anger was quenched by pouring a basin of cold water on her head, leaving only a swallowed question: "Then where are you going?"

Fu Yanye looked at her red eyes filled with anger and mist, and he could only hold back his desire to tease her for a while longer.

"Go to your place first, then..."

Fu Yanye didn't want to say any more, and a chill appeared on his face.

"And then you drive yourself home."

After Zhuo Jian finished speaking, she started the car and turned.

Fu Yanye didn't speak any more along the way, and leaned back in his seat disheveled, lazy and reckless.

Occasionally, Zhuo Jian raised her eyes to look in the rearview mirror, and saw his face...

Hmm, desire dissatisfaction.

But she doesn't care.

Every time there is a divorce, it can still be like this, it is also convincing.

The two were suddenly speechless, Zhuo Jian quickly drove back to his residence, Fu Yanye sat there unwilling to move, and did not want her to leave.

But she opened the door too fast, and was about to leave with her bag on her back.

Fu Yanye glanced at her and saw that she didn't even have the slightest reluctance or worry, so he leaned over and grabbed her wrist, then leaned there lazily, and asked her angrily: "Don't tell me Two sentences?"

"Admonish what?"

"I'm drinking, so you're not worried about my car accident?"

"..."

"Even if you don't worry about me having an accident, don't you worry about the children losing their father?"

"..."

She had never seen someone cursing herself like that.

She stared at him in shock for a moment, only to show her shock by popping out her eyeballs.

Just now he was domineering over her, but now he is dying again.

"Of course I'm worried. I'm too worried. The children will still count on you in the future."

"..."

Fu Yanye looked at her distrustfully.

Zhuo Jian pushed his hand away, opened the door and got out of the car.

He dropped the car window from the inside, Zhuo Jian turned her head, her eyes arrogant: "If you die, I will find them a good place to go."

"..."

Fu Yanye almost couldn't breathe, so he watched her swagger away with her bag on her back.

But he was not reconciled after all, so he went back to the same place with her.

What is this called?

Go back to each house?

Go their separate ways?

Or from now on, you will be you and I will be me, and the well water will not violate the river water?

Do they have to be like that?

He inadvertently glanced at the seat behind him, and suddenly there was a smile in his dark eyes again.

She left her cell phone in the car.

Zhuo Jian only found out before going to bed, but it was too late.

She thought that Fu Yanye would definitely find out, because he also threw his mobile phone behind, and she was watching at that time.

Early the next morning, she just woke up and was drinking water in the kitchen, when she heard the doorbell outside, she guessed that it was Fu Yanye who came to deliver the phone.

But when she opened the door, she was quite surprised by the people standing outside.

"I heard that you live here. When you pass by, you want to come up to say hello and ask for a drink?"

Liang Yu seemed to have just finished a run and was covered in sweat.

Zhuo Jian looked at her, feeling that this person came out of nowhere.

They are not friends.

Zhuo Jian remembered what Fu Yanye said to her last night, Liang Yu wanted to help them reconcile, heh, maybe Fu Yanye would believe this, but she didn't believe a word anyway.

"You won't be so stingy, right? How come we used to hang out together when we were young."

Liang Yu said.

"I'm really stingy. I don't give you any water in my house, and I don't need you to say hello."

Normally Zhuo Jian would politely say sorry before saying such things, but for Liang Yu, she had no such awareness at all.

She felt that Liang Yu was not suitable to appear here.

So she shut Liang Yu out.

"Yan Ye? Why do you..."

"Why are you here?"

"..."

Just as Zhuo Jian was about to turn around and go back, she suddenly heard a familiar voice outside.

The mobile phone giver came, but he ran into Liang Yu.

Zhuo Jian thought to herself, what kind of evil fate is this?

She turned back and opened the door.

Fu Yanye was standing opposite Liang Yu. Hearing the sound of the door opening, both of them looked in.

Zhuo Jian leaned against the door frame and stretched out a hand: "Mobile phone."

Fu Yanye glanced at her hand, raised it to hold it, and then said, "Why do you open the door dressed like this?"

"..."

Zhuo Jian looked at him speechlessly, and mercilessly pulled her hand from his warm palm.

Fu Yanye smiled, then walked inside and said, "Let me see my daughter."

Liang Yu looked at him even more surprised, what's going on with his playful smile?

"Let's see it another day."

"Didn't I say last night that I can find you as long as it is before seven o'clock in the evening?"

Fu Yanye asked her kindly in a deep voice.

Zhuo Jian thought for a while, when did she say that she could find her before seven o'clock in the evening?

She said don't look for her after seven o'clock.

"Outsiders are here, show me some face."

"What face do you give?"

Zhuo Jian was angry, frowned and called him again: "Hurry up and give me the phone."

Seeing that she was really angry, Fu Yanye only said, "Touch it yourself."

Zhuo Jian glanced at him, then stepped forward to touch it herself.

It seems to be a hug.

Both hands were in his trouser pockets.

Fu Yanye smiled happily, smelling the fragrance of her hair.

Liang Yu thought it was funny, Zhuo Jian didn't show him face, why was he laughing?

Does he really love Zhuo Jian that much?

Liang Yu laughed too, then turned around and left.

Zhuo Jian took out her mobile phone from her pocket, but she was caught, "You mean throwing yourself into your arms?"

Liang Yu listened, but couldn't help but stop and turn her head.