Fu Yanye thought to himself, you think I care about you, but what I care about is your mother.
"What happened just now?"
Fu Yanye saw that Chengcheng didn't take the phone and knew that the phone was in her hand, so she asked.
Zhuo Jian thought he was sick, why did he keep asking this question.
"What else? Haven't you seen everything?"
Zhuo Jian hung up the phone after saying that, and couldn't help but mutter to Chengcheng: "You miss this man named Fu Yanye, right? But I think this man named Fu Yanye doesn't miss you at all, what do you call him dad? From now on.
Call him Fu Yanye, there is no need to video chat with him tomorrow night."
Return to daddy. Did he call you son?
Zhuo Jian was thinking to himself when his cell phone rang again.
This time it was a phone call, but it was still the same person.
Zhuo Jian didn't want to answer, but Chengcheng lay on the bed and opened it for her, and also turned on the speakerphone, "Hello? Fu Yanye."
"..."
The person on the other end of the phone was silent for a few seconds.
Zhuo Jian also stopped.
"Fu Yanye."
Chengcheng’s name is very standard, these three words.
"What did you call me?"
Fu Yanye asked again.
"Fu Yanye, dad, mom is calling."
"..."
Zhuo Jian opened her mouth in surprise, her son actually, just like that, betrayed her?
Fu Yanye sighed helplessly and asked, "Is your mother by your side?"
"exist."
Zhuo Jian was desperately waving at him, trying to get him to say no, but he just opened his mouth.
"Zhuo Jian, do you have to explain to me why you let my son call me by his first name?"
Fu Yanye asked her solemnly.
Zhuo Jian thought to himself that you couldn't reach me through the phone anyway, so he remained silent.
"Dad, mom is afraid."
Chengcheng muttered into the phone again.
There was silence on the phone for a few more seconds, and then the mother and son heard the rather magnanimous words: "Forget it."
Zhuo Jian secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
But Fu Yanye named her again: "Zhuo Jian, Fu Chengqian has grown up, can you wear more clothes when sleeping with him?"
"..."
Zhuo Jian continued to remain silent.
The tube is really wide.
Isn't it only two years old?
Some children are still breastfeeding when they are almost three years old. What does it mean to wear loose clothes?
"I know you're here."
Fu Yanye continued.
"Who are you calling?"
Zhuo Jian was furious and asked him.
"Of course you are looking for my son, but your problem is also very serious. You still want them to return to their old home and be raised by their elders."
"I know, hang up."
So annoying.
Zhuo Jian held the phone on her hips, looked at the innocent boy on the bed and said, "Fu Chengqian, betray me. I am the one who sleeps with you in your arms every night."
After Chengcheng was called by her name, she suddenly became a little serious and sat up, sitting very upright.
"You'd better not betray me again, otherwise our mother-son relationship may become cold."
Zhuo Jian threatened again in anger, then turned to the cupboard, opened it, took out a set of pajamas, and went to the bathroom.
Chengcheng was still sitting on the bed, holding her little feet and looking curiously in the direction of the bathroom.
What happened to his mother?
You seem unhappy?
She got Zhuo Jian's cell phone again, fiddled with it for a while, didn't open it again, left it aside and lay on the bed playing with her little feet.
The phone next to me lit up again, showing a WeChat message.