The smile on Zhuo Jian's face stopped for two seconds, but soon she still smiled: "That's okay."
She took Chengcheng's special bowl filled with rice, took Chengcheng's small spoon, and put rice into Chengcheng's mouth.
Chengcheng is even more happy to eat.
The couple sat close to him, but they seemed to be divided into two poles.
One side is as warm as spring, the other side is as cold as the east.
Fortunately, Chengcheng was full soon, so Fu Yanye ordered: "Take the young master out first."
"yes!"
Auntie walked in and took Chengcheng away from Zhuo Jian's arms.
Zhuo Jian didn't say anything, but told Chengcheng: "Mom will go find you later."
"good!"
Chengcheng hugged her aunt and left.
Fu Yanye turned to look at her, and that look was like a blade.
"Go over there and sit down and have dinner first."
Fu Yanye ordered her.
"I do not want to eat."
Zhuo Jian whispered, she was very excited now and wanted to go up and see Cheng Qing Cheng Li first.
"Don't want to eat? And then you can't bear to get sick?"
Fu Yanye turned to look at her and asked.
"..."
Zhuo Jian suddenly understood the reason why he asked her to eat. She held her breath in her heart and was unwilling to obey his order, but finally walked over.
Auntie had already served her rice, but looking at the big bowl full of rice, she couldn't eat it at all.
When she picked up the spoon, Fu Yanye stared at her and ordered again: "Drink the soup first."
Zhuo Jian raised her eyes to look at him, wondering why he had to worry about what she ate and drank first.
"What do you think I'm doing? Do you think I care about you? I just don't like doing it with a cold body."
Fu Yanye reminded her.
"..."
She understood, and she served herself some soup as instructed.
Fu Yanye took a sip of wine carelessly and continued to stare at her.
Did those two bodyguards take good care of her?
Why is she even more haggard than she was on Christmas night?
Even though she put on makeup, she still looked pretty...
Did she come back with makeup on?
Is it because you want him to be happy?
Fu Yanye thought of this, looked at her more deeply, and looked at her more carefully.
Later, he put the bowls and chopsticks aside and watched her eat for almost an hour.
He looked at his phone and smiled helplessly.
Zhuo Jian raised her eyes to look at him, and he immediately reminded her with a cold face: "Mrs. Fu, why are you staring at me? Do you want me to tell you that you ate for an hour? Just three dishes and one soup can take an hour?"
"
"..."
Zhuo Jian didn't expect that he would count the time for her by counting the time.
Do I need to be billed on time in the future?
Zhuo Jian looked at him doubtfully.
"I'm going to wash up after eating. I don't want to sleep in the same bed with a woman who smells like she doesn't belong to this family."
"..."
Zhuo Jian looked at him speechlessly, then turned around and left.
Fu Yanye held the wine glass and drank all the remaining wine in it.
Zhuo Jian went to take a shower.
Her cell phone rang outside, Fu Yanye walked over and opened her bag.
There is an agreement inside, regarding the children.
It's been a long time and she still has it.
She wanted him to give up custody of the children, which should have been done before Christmas night.
That night, she actually had other intentions for him.
It's just that he drank the wine with spices and failed to give her a chance.
Fu Yanye suddenly thought, if he had just been drunk that night, would he have been coaxed into signing this thing by her?
She has a good way of coaxing him.
Thinking of this...
It seemed like a long time since she stopped coaxing him.
Fu Yanye took out his cell phone and saw the number. He sneered unconsciously and picked up the phone: "Mr. Sheng, why are you calling my wife so late?"