I don't deserve your love

Chapter 893 If You Are Not Guilty

The afterglow of the setting sun has disappeared, and no one enters or exits the towering office building, only a royal blue high-end sports car is still parked there.

The black mobile phone screen was turned on again, and the call was made at that time.

Fu Yanye put the phone to his ear, and fixed his black eyes on the office building.

"boss."

"Didn't you say you get off work at 05:30?"

"Boss, Madam went back to the old house after doing an interview outside in the afternoon."

Wang Rui had to tell.

I thought you had said earlier that you were going to wait.

And why were you in such a hurry to hang up at that time?

Naturally, Wang Rui didn't dare to speak out, and could only slander.

Fu Yanye hung up the phone with too much disappointment on his cold face.

But just when he was about to leave, his long and narrow phoenix eyes accidentally saw the person he didn't like.

"He's my brother."

Suddenly a soft voice passed by.

Fu Yanye looked at the man in the overcoat walking towards him, held his breath unconsciously, and frowned.

Li Yuqing walked to his car, the window was opened, Li Yuqing asked: "Come to see A Jian? Didn't you call in advance? She left work early."

Fu Yanye looked ahead and suddenly laughed.

Li Yuqing looked at him, thinking that he was a person with amnesia, so he didn't bother with him.

A long, long time ago, that Fu Yanye had already shaken hands with him to make peace.

And now this one obviously hates him.

But no matter what, Li Yuqing went on to say: "As someone who has witnessed your marriage for so many years, I would like to remind Mr. Fu that if you can tolerate everything, you will tolerate it, if you can let it, you will let it, and if you can coax it, then you will coax it."

Fu Yanye frowned even tighter, and glanced coldly at Li Yuqing.

Li Yuqing nodded with a smile, turned and left.

He is undoubtedly handsome, but the more handsome he is, the more Fu Yanye annoys him.

Soon after, the car started again and returned to the old house.

"Master is back."

The butler greeted him at the door.

Fu Yanye took off his coat and threw it to him, then walked inside and asked, "Young Madam is upstairs?"

"Yes."

The butler returned to him.

Fu Yanye passed by the living room and wanted to go upstairs, Wang Yue called him: "Yanye, come here."

Fu Yanye had to stop, turned around and sat down on the sofa: "What's the matter?"

"I heard that Liang Yu went to work in your office building?"

"Ah."

Fu Yanye didn't feel anything, she was on the 20th floor, far away from him.

"Is it necessary for work? Just because of work?"

Wang Yue tentatively asked him again.

"if not?"

Fu Yanye didn't understand.

"If you're not guilty, report this to your wife yourself."

Wang Yue reminded him.

Fu Yanye listened and lowered his head.

does she care?

Whether he reported or not.

"If it was a few years ago, between Lin Ruxiang and Liang Yu, I would definitely choose Liang Yu as my daughter-in-law, but Yan Ye, we chose A Jian. I asked your father and grandparents for your opinion. It was you Agreed."

"..."

Fu Yanye looked up at Wang Yue.

"After your father-in-law's accident, Ah Jian's household registration moved to our house. We knew she liked you before we tried. She was willing, so we asked you. You didn't refuse, although it seemed that we were forcing you."

"..."

"You don't have this part of memory anymore, but Yan Ye, you identified this girl yourself, and you gave birth to four such cute babies for our Fu family. We should treat her kindly anyway, instead of..."

"When you said you were kind, you didn't treat her as your own family."

Fu Yanye rubbed his upset thumb and index finger together, and got up after speaking.

Wang Yue looked up at him, didn't she consider Zhuo Jian her own family?

How can it be?

"Mom, my family can't get along like this. I went upstairs."

After Fu Yanye finished speaking, he turned and left.

"My family can't get along like this? How do you get along?"

Wang Yue couldn't help muttering, what did she do wrong?

In all fairness, except for the time when he didn't know how to live or die, when she was too much as a mother-in-law, when has she ever treated her daughter-in-law harshly?

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"Mommy, when will my sister call me brother?"

"Call me brother, it will take about a year."

"Ah, so long?"

Fu Yanye walked to the door of the princess room with long legs, and heard the conversation between the mother and son through the crack of the door.

He stopped, withdrew his hand to hold the doorknob, and stood quietly to one side.

"Then, when will she be called Papa and Mommy?"

Chengcheng asked again.

"Probably a year."

Zhuo Jian replied to Cheng Cheng's words, looked at Cheng Cheng's curious eyes, and couldn't help but raised her hand to rub his head. This little guy has turned into a hundred thousand reasons these days.

And this is not the first time he has so much why.

"It's been a long time, Mommy, I want my sister to call me brother, and I want to take her to play."

Cheng Cheng lay on the bedside and acted like a baby with Zhuo Jian.

"Hmph, then you have to wait a little longer."

Zhuo Jian smiled and thought, I think so too, but there is no time accelerator.

"Mum, do you miss Daddy? I miss him a little bit."

Cheng Cheng rubbed her face and said rather sadly.

"Why do you have so many questions today? Do you think your dad can call him? Besides, doesn't he come back every day?"

Zhuo Jian pretended to be angry and asked him.

"Yeah, but it always feels weird that Dad doesn't even look at me."

"Don't look at you? That's because your sister was just born, and he..."

"No, Mommy, Daddy has been watching you."

"..."

Zhuo Jian spoke suddenly.

"Master."

The aunt who had cleaned their bedroom just came out and greeted Fu Yanye standing outside the door of the princess' room from a distance.

Fu Yanye frowned slightly, and swiped his hands slightly to remind her to leave.

After his aunt left, he looked inside and knew that he must have heard it, so he opened the door and went in.

But he still looked calm, opened the door without looking at Zhuo Jian, and said to Cheng Cheng: "Come here."

"Daddy."

Chengcheng was pleasantly surprised to see him, but then shrank to Zhuojian's side and did not go towards him.

This is called missing him?

Fu Yanye frowned and walked forward.

Those two long legs shook people's eyes uncomfortably.

Zhuo Jian looked down at the daughter in her arms.

The little princess probably heard Fu Yanye's voice, and suddenly her eyes opened wide and her ears pricked up, as if she was listening to the voice.

"Is she doing well today?"

Fu Yanye bent down in front of her, glanced at the little princess and asked.

"Pretty good."

Zhuo Jian didn't look at him, but saw his finger touching the little princess's hand, and then the little princess held his finger.

Fu Yanye glanced at it, a little surprised.

She held her tightly, which made him feel afraid of losing and caring.

Fu Yanye's heart suddenly softened, and he squatted down in front of their mother and daughter, and gently stroked his daughter's hair with the other hand.

Chengcheng watched from the side and reminded softly: "Daddy, grandma said not to touch the top of my sister's head, it will hurt her."

Fu Yanye: "..."

Chengcheng looked at his dad with innocent big eyes, until his dad asked him: "You understand very well?"

But you think you don't understand?

He checked a lot of information, about precautions for taking care of children, and taking care of pregnant women.

But after he checked so much, she actually moved to her daughter's room to sleep, and didn't give him any room to display.

Chengcheng was frightened, and burrowed into Zhuojian's arm again.

"Can't you talk to your son properly?"

Zhuo Jian was afraid that he would cast a psychological shadow on his son sooner or later.

Only then did Fu Yanye look up at her, and said calmly, "I don't know what you would say."