Ouyang Ping made an appointment with her to have dinner at Xingguang. When he went over, he saw that she was already waiting there, but she was in a daze, so she asked, "What are you thinking about?"
Zhuo Jian raised his eyes, then lowered them again, sighing helplessly, "Hey, I was wondering where he hid my son."
"Um?"
Ouyang Ping was puzzled. It was reported on the Internet that the couple were in a good relationship now. Fu Yanye even refused evening entertainment a few days ago and went home as soon as he got off work.
Ouyang Ping thought they had reconciled.
"The situation is a bit complicated now. He always takes the children with him when he goes out. He didn't take them with him this time, but he didn't send them to his old home."
"Forehead."
Ouyang Ping was a little confused.
Soon the supervisor came to serve them in person. Only two of them were hesitant, so they asked for a small private room. However, the supervisor was respectful and explained the function of every dish he served.
Ouyang Ping couldn't help but frown and asked her: "Are you raising a baby or confinement?"
Zhuo Jian was also confused looking at the dishes. She turned to look at the supervisor, "This is not the dish I ordered. Was it the wrong dish?"
"Madam, this is what the boss ordered for you."
"..."
"..."
Zhuo Jian and Ouyang Ping were both speechless.
Then the supervisor left, and the two of them ate the confinement meal. There was no wine, just juice.
"Are you still breastfeeding the twins?"
Ouyang Ping asked.
"What kind of breast milk should I take? I can't even see it."
Fu Yanye said that she was not worthy of breastfeeding his son and asked her to find a solution on her own.
"Then what is this for?"
Ouyang Ping wanted to laugh, looking at this table of vegetables and soup, is this really only for people who are in confinement?
But anyway, they were very nutritious to eat, so she was too lazy to take care of them.
Just curious, what is Fu Yanye doing?
Bullying Zhuo Jian while caring about her food and drink?
"I suspect he is worried that you are eating your body badly. He actually cares about you, but he is too embarrassed to say it out loud."
Ouyang Ping told her softly.
"I asked him this question."
"Really? He does this at home too?"
"Well, when I went to see him in the evening, he was eating, and he would let me eat together. They basically had this kind of dish."
"Ha, then how did he reply to you?"
"He told me to eat more to make me stronger..."
Zhuo Jian was speechless.
But Ouyang Ping couldn't help but look at her curiously. For some reason, she suddenly couldn't help laughing and asked her, "Do you want to do it with him?"
Zhuo Jian blushed, then smiled helplessly, then held her chin and said to her: "He also said he didn't want the children to lose their mother at a young age."
"Forehead."
"He also asked me to soak my feet with traditional Chinese medicine on time every night."
Zhuo Jian continued.
"..."
Ouyang Ping was speechless while drinking soup.
"But don't think that he has any sympathy for me. I'm sure he doesn't."
"How can you guarantee that?"
"He said it himself."
Zhuo Jian was on the verge of depression and frantically experimenting. She had been tortured by Fu Yanye recently to the point of collapse.
She asked too much that day and almost wanted to slap herself several times later.
How did Fu Yanye reply to her?
He said: "You are not worthy of giving my son breast milk, and you are not worthy of saying that you love my son."
He said: "Zhuo Jian, you need to figure out your position and stop struggling in vain. I can't let you do whatever you want like before. I will be strict with you from now on."
He also said: "Also, don't try to ruin yourself and let the world accuse me of abusing you, unless you want to never touch your sons in this life."