Zhuo Jian felt uncomfortable when she took one look at him. She turned her head awkwardly to look at the door, then looked down at Chengcheng, "Baby, dad has seen it, shall we go find our brother?"
Fu Yanye listened to her coaxing Chengcheng so gently, and unconsciously sucked the meat in his mouth. It really hurt.
Chengcheng shook his head in her arms, continued to look at the man on the phone, and asked, "Dad, come back."
"In three more days."
Fu Yanye counted the time and responded.
He now strictly meets his sons once a week, no more and no less, and will never embarrass her.
"Chengcheng misses his father, and my brother also misses his father."
Chengcheng's voice was choppy, and it was hard to finish speaking.
Fu Yanye listened, and three of the four people in the family missed him.
The black eyes couldn't help but glance at Zhuo Jian again. Although she had avoided the camera, she could still see her profile.
"Mom misses dad too."
Chengcheng suddenly spoke again, then covered her mouth with one hand and laughed.
Fu Yanye: "..."
"Baby, why are you talking nonsense?"
Zhuo Jian looked outside and immediately looked at her precious son.
How can you say such nonsense?
She no longer misses him?
"What is the evil son doing? He doesn't know what happened between us."
Fu Yanye refuted her.
Zhuo Jian: "..."
What's wrong with her?
She just talked to Chengcheng very softly.
It's him, why is he so cold all of a sudden?
Zhuo Jian ignored him, lowered his eyes and looked at Chengcheng: "Can you hang up? Your father is very busy."
"Fu Chengqian, take good care of your brothers at home. Dad will go find you as soon as he gets back."
Fu Yanye knew that Zhuo Jian didn't want to see him, and he didn't want her to think he was reluctant to hang up.
"Dad, Chengcheng misses you."
Orange's mouth stretched toward the screen.
Zhuo Jian watched speechlessly.
The key thing is that Fu Yanye suddenly smiled and said gently to Chengcheng: "Dad misses you too, but he still has something to do, so bid farewell to him."
"Bye daddy."
Chengcheng waved obediently.
Chengcheng felt that his father was so gentle to him today and he was so happy.
Chengcheng didn't know how to hang up the video, so she took a photo of Zhuo Jian's face with her mobile phone, which Fu Yanye saw in the video.
Who said her jaw isn't pretty?
Even gentle.
But before he could watch the progress, the video had been hung up.
After hanging up the video, Zhuo Jian was a little unhappy.
acid.
So sour.
This guy actually said he missed someone else in her arms.
Zhuo Jian couldn't help but mutter to him: "Since you miss him so much..."
Naturally, she stopped the second half of the sentence in time.
She didn't want to give this boy to Fu Yanye.
He doesn't love his son at all.
But this boy loved him very much.
Zhuo Jian held him in her arms, but there were some indescribable feelings in her chest.
——
After Fu Yanye hung up the phone, he went to take a shower, then lay on the bed holding his phone, looking at the roof and thinking wildly.
She is really gentle when talking to her son, and sometimes she is fierce, but the fierceness is very cute.
But she said she was afraid of him, and she said she always had nightmares.
Fu Yanye held the phone on his chest, put it down, picked it up, put it down, and picked it up again.
Not long after, the phone rang again. He subconsciously hallucinated her gentle voice and immediately raised the phone to look at it.
Not her.
It's Zhao Lin.
Fu Yanye sighed in frustration and stood up slowly. After answering the phone, he was even less interested, "What's the matter?"
