Zhuo Jian has not wanted to see Wang Yue face to face since that day in the hospital. If she said she didn't dare to see him, it wasn't because she didn't dare to see him. She said she didn't know how to meet Wang Yue, but she just felt uncomfortable.

Maybe it’s because of age, I don’t want to force myself anymore.

But since Wang Yue said this, he must meet him.

So that night, she arrived at the old house.

The old man and Fu Zhengzheng were not at home, but the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were sitting on the sofa drinking tea and watching dramas.

As soon as she returned, Wang Yue drank the tea leisurely. After drinking, he raised his eyes to admire her and asked her: "Are you willing to come back?"

"..."

Zhuo Jian pursed her lips and did not respond.

It's just that Wang Yue's tone is, well, a bit familiar.

"As a mother-in-law, why don't you say a few words to me? You are getting more and more angry now."

Wang Yue looked at her carefully, then leaned forward to put down the tea cup and continued to sit upright.

"The stage has been a bit busy these two days."

"No matter how busy you are, doesn't it delay you from having dinner with your friends? Can't you find time to come back to see me and your grandma?"

Wang Yue asked her again without giving any face.

"Okay, okay, you're going to scold your juniors endlessly just because you're old? Jian Jian, sit down first and then talk. Come, sit next to grandma."

The old lady waved to the person standing nearby listening to the instruction.

Zhuo Jian nodded and sat down.

The old lady looked at her for a while and muttered: "Why do you look so haggard? I heard that you were frightened on the way. Are you feeling better now?"

"Well, it's okay, grandma."

Zhuo Jian forced a smile.

"As long as everything is fine, if the place you live in is not safe, just move back and live there for a while. There will be more people at home and you can sleep more peacefully, eh?"

"good."

"I'm afraid that the promise sounds nice, but you don't take it seriously at all, right?"

Wang Yue looked at her and asked.

Zhuo Jian smiled helplessly and tried to say it as calmly as if chatting: "Mom, your sharp mouth can really hurt people sometimes."

"..."

Wang Yue was speechless for a moment, then looked carefully at her tearful eyes.

For some reason, it suddenly occurred to her that she now had no father or mother, so she sighed helplessly and turned her head to look away.

"No, sometimes I can't stand your mother's mouth, but your father can."

The old lady glanced at Wang Yue and said to Zhuo Jian.

"Dad loves mom very much, so naturally he can bear it."

Zhuo Jian answered with a smile. It was just a casual comment at first, but after saying it, it was unavoidable that it hurt a little.

So is Fu Yanye acting like this because he doesn't love her?

Wang Yue was stunned when he heard this, and then he couldn't help but feel aggrieved for his son, "What's the matter? Do you think that my son doesn't love you enough? If he didn't love you, he wouldn't have never given Lin Ruxiang a place, let alone never be upright.

Seeing other women."

That guy just can't express himself.

Also stupid.

Isn't this little girl easy to coax?

Wang Yue didn't know what happened to him tonight, so he just stared at Zhuo Jian, and then thought about it.

"Oh, you woman, can't you say something nice? You clearly don't feel sorry for our baby Jian Jian, so why do you say such chilling words when we meet her in person?"

The old lady tried hard to make amends.

"I've made some soup for you in the kitchen. You can finish it before leaving."

Wang Yue watched her aunt come out with soup. After speaking, she got up and went upstairs.

The old lady looked at it, sighed, and held Zhuo Jian's hand again: "Jian Jian, dear, don't be as experienced as your mother. She has had such a temper for so many years."

"Um."

"Drink the soup first."

"Young Madam, knowing that you are coming back, Madam had Lao Chen stewed early in the morning."

"Um."

Zhuo Jian took the soup and drank it silently.
Chapter completed!