I don't deserve your love

Chapter 877

Standing side by side with her, Yan Zheng saw the light in her eyes through the glass screen, "Mrs. Yan, you are the first one who asked me to leave home for the New Year."

"Who told you to leave home? Don't accuse me of such a big crime, I can't stand it. "

Seeing the unquestionable determination in his eyes, Zhong Mai didn't appreciate it.

"I am willing."

Yan Zheng's eyes were full of sincerity.

Zhong Mai looked at him from the glass screen...

Can no longer be unappreciative.

She just loves his way, and she can no longer argue with him heartlessly.

"Mrs. Yan, wherever you are in the future, that's our home."

Yan Zheng looked into her eyes in the glass screen, and said to her very sincerely.

"Mr. Yan, have you always been this good at coaxing women?"

Zhong Mai looked up at him, his eyes were bright and sharp.

"I will only coax you from now on."

"Really?"

"and also……"

"and also?"

"Our daughter."

The solemn voice tickled her ears.

their daughter?

Will they have a daughter?

"Why not a son? They all like sons to inherit the family business?"

"But I like my daughter to be like you, smart and smart so I won't be cheated."

"..."

Zhong Mai blushed, not knowing whether he was praising her or hurting her.

Besides...

Haven't you been cheated yet?

Can't stand it at all.

She turned around in annoyance, actively hooked his waist and pressed it against his chest, "Yan Zheng, you don't have any other women or children, do you?"

"I swear."

Yan Zheng hugged her, and he cherished this moment very much.

Zhong Mai wanted to laugh, but tears were about to burst out.

No wonder that woman dared to hide and give birth to him without asking him for any compensation.

"Can you still stand it?"

Yan Zheng didn't answer, just asked her.

"Of course I can. I'm not one of those timid women."

For some reason, Zhong Mai accepted this provocation.

Yan Zheng smiled, and then raised his wrist where the two of them could see clearly.

"The new year is coming soon, and there is 1 minute left."

"Are you here specially to accompany me on New Year's Eve?"

Zhong Mai still couldn't believe it.

He would leave his parents and come to her.

"Well, we are husband and wife, and husband and wife are one."

One, how can it be separated?

Zhong Mai never dreamed that Mr. Yan could say such a thing while looking serious.

But she just couldn't do it anymore, and hugged him tightly: "Then how did you explain to your parents?"

"Their son is married to Zhong Mai. Where is Zhong Mai? Where is he?"

"Then can I still walk with my back straight in front of my in-laws?"

"Come as you please."

Yan Zheng hugged her, feeling that he could promise her anything.

Zhong Mai looked at him again, and suddenly moved away from him, "Didn't you coax me?"

"You have the final say in our family."

"..."

Zhong Mai was completely convinced.

"After eating dumplings with my parents, we will go back to your house."

Zhong Mai suddenly confirmed this matter.

Fireworks were suddenly set off outside, after midnight, the new year.

Yan Zheng hugged Zhong Mai from behind, and the two watched the fireworks blooming outside the window together.

Just like their marriage, it seems that it is about to blossom and bear fruit.

After watching the fireworks, Zhong Mai sent a message: "Happy New Year, friends."

Zhang Mingmei and Ouyang Ping both sent blessings at about the same time, but Zhuo Jian remained silent.

After twelve o'clock, the old man and the old lady went to bed, and Wang Yue and Fu Zhengzhi also handed over the matter of keeping the year to their husband and wife.

Zhuo Jian and Fu Yanye were in the living room, playing the live broadcast of the Spring Festival Gala.

Then the mobile phones of the two people on the table kept flashing, and Zhuo Jian's mobile phone screen was turned on.

After the blessing messages from friends and colleagues, Liu Yuntian called her.

Now, the call shows 1 minute.

It's a string of unfamiliar numbers.

Fu Yanye heard that the person on the other end seemed to be drunk, and his words were a bit rambling.

"Is it right to like someone? Right? Sister?"

"Don't I just like a married woman? Is it a shame?"

"I don't blame you for asking my dad to take me back, but sister, are we blacklisted? Are you so afraid of that man?"

"My dad told me not to mess with him, saying that he is very ruthless and capable of killing people. Sister, I don't care. I'm afraid that he will torture you thoroughly before killing me, and you will not be happy with him."

Zhuo Jian touched her neck, and unconsciously felt that her neck was particularly uncomfortable.

But there is no stiff neck, cough cough.

"She is not happy with me, do you really think you know?"

The Spring Festival Gala, which was already very low volume, seemed to have lost its voice, and Zhuo Jian's ears were filled with Fu Yanye's voice.

She turned her head to look at him in surprise, she thought he was going to just listen and not talk.

"Fu Yanye?"

When people with bad wine taste hear voices that they don't like, it's like blowing hair.

Zhuo Jian could even imagine that Liu Yuntian's eyes were about to pop out at this time, and his nostrils were too big.

"What? Master Liu still expects to let my wife answer the phone by changing the number?"

"Humph."

Suddenly he raised his hand to touch Zhuo Jian's earlobe, touching it a little hard, Zhuo Jian snorted in pain.

Liu Yuntian: "..."

Ten thousand mud horses galloped past overhead.

Fu Yanye looked at her red earlobes with black eyes, leaned over to her ear, kissed her red ear with thin lips, and said softly, "Are you unhappy with me?"

"Where is it? Aren't we always happy?"

Zhuo Jian naturally didn't want to mess with that young master again.

After hearing this, Fu Yanye's eyes were a little satisfied, but he still touched her earlobe: "I can still make you happier, so I can hug you to the bed, huh?"

"Fu Yanye, what the hell..."

All dirty words.

But Fu Yanye had turned a deaf ear to it, and he wanted his wife to see what the hell was that guy who liked her.

Full of bad words and no wine.

It's really, really bad.

"If you get along with such a person for a long time, it will affect my daughter."

Fu Yanye glanced at her lower abdomen.

Zhuo Jian stretched her neck back vigorously, trying to stay away from him as much as possible.

This man is really insidious.

"come over."

"I do not."

"I'll say it one last time."

Fu Yanye ordered again.

Zhuo Jian didn't know why she was still afraid of him, but the remaining rationality told her that she couldn't disarm.

Then the back of his head was clasped by his powerful big palm, and then she came to him, "What are you doing?"

"No, I'm not sleepy anymore."

Zhuo Jian thought for a long time before returning to him.

Fu Yanye looked at the twinkling light in her eyes, and his heart softened, but he still insisted: "And then?"

"Then?"

"Didn't you say you were happy with me?"

"..."

Yes, she was, indeed, very happy.

"Then smile for me now."

He is not deliberating, he is absolutely commanding.

Zhuo Jian endured her heart beating like thunder, but her facial expression seemed to be made of wood, unable to move.

But in the end, under the threat of his eyes, she still squeezed out a little smile, and if you squeeze out a little, you can have another.

Then she finally smiled at him.

Fu Yanye looked at her with a hypocritical smile, and turned cold.

Zhuo Jian saw the coldness on his face, and the smile gradually faded away.

"Did you tell me Happy New Year?"

They celebrate New Year's Eve together, but it's a while before midnight.

They didn't say Happy New Year to each other.

Zhuo Jian cleared her throat and said obediently, "Happy New Year."

Happy New Year?

Fu Yanye frowned, but didn't see any sincerity in her.

How could the soft-voiced girl in his mind be perfunctory?

"Don't be perfunctory with me, start over."

"..."