"Fu Yanye, where did you hide them? Can you tell me?"
Fu Yanye raised the arm she was holding and stopped looking at her with a disgusted side face.
Zhuo Jian's hand tightened, knowing that he didn't want her to touch it, so she took it back and just squatted in front of him and continued to beg him: "Please, tell me? Where did you hide them?"
Only then did Fu Yanye look at her again, looking at her extremely pitiful appearance, and took another long puff of cigarette.
He had known she wanted to leave, and he thought all he had to do was beg her.
But how could he forget how cold-hearted this woman was underneath her weak appearance?
She has tried to kick him away more than once, why doesn't he have a long memory?
Fu Yanye secretly laughed at himself, why are you still hesitating? What is there about her that makes you reluctant to let go?
She should be thrown into the eighteenth level of hell.
But......
"Why don't you go with him?"
Fu Yanye suddenly asked her.
Zhuo Jian was surprised by his question. She was still wondering where her son had been hidden by him. After she came to her senses, she could only lower her head feebly, "Where is my son, where am I."
"Do you think you are still qualified to see them?"
He looked down at her with half-lidded eyes and mocked her in a low and deep voice.
"Why am I not qualified?"
Zhuo Jian was furious. She could compromise for the sake of her child, but couldn't he?
"You want them to lose their father when they are young. Just because of this, you are not qualified to see them again."
Fu Yanye reminded him coldly.
"..."
Zhuo Jian felt chilled after hearing this.
"You are free now, Zhuo Jian, go and find the freedom you want. From now on, you will not have any burdens at all. I wish you happiness."
Fu Yanye looked at her, and those last four words were so meaningful that they made people's hearts twist.
How could he give her freedom?
He clearly wanted to kill someone.
"Fu Yanye, I know I was wrong, can you forgive me? At least don't let me not know where they are, don't let me not see them."
Zhuo Jian nervously held his leg and begged him softly.
Fu Yanye felt that she looked like a pitiful pug now.
But he couldn't be happy.
He should be happy.
She deserves to be in such pain.
"You can make them lose their father, why can't I make them lose their mother? No, they don't have to lose their mother, I can find them another one, and I promise to treat them wholeheartedly."
Fu Yanye looked at her, every word he said was ruthless and mean.
Zhuo Jian sat on the carpet in fear and looked at him with tearful eyes, "You can't do this."
I don't know why, but my voice has become hoarse.
"Why can't I? If you don't leave tonight, I will pretend that nothing has happened. I can give you whatever you want, as long as you can be happy, but you didn't. It was you who gave up on them."
Fu Yanye looked at her with sharp eyes, and there was no warmth in his words.
He knew what she was most afraid of, so he deliberately tried to stimulate her with something.
Zhuo Jian's face was full of tears, but she also suddenly became angry.
She stood up holding the hem of her skirt, unable to breathe. She gritted her teeth and threatened word by word: "If you dare to make me despair, I will die in front of you."
"you try."
Fu Yanye sneered.
Try it?
Zhuo Jian raised her hand to wipe away her tears. Seeing his cold look, she opened her mouth to take a breath, turned to look at the sealed window, then picked up her skirt and walked towards the door.
Just try it.
Her back view is decisive.
She knew what she was doing. At this point, they could no longer persuade each other calmly.
Then let them take another gamble.
But before she could reach the door, someone suddenly stood up from the sofa, and soon, she was hugged tightly from behind.