Zhuo Jian saw the doubt in his dark eyes, turned to look at the little guy on the bed, and took his arm: "Let's change the situation and don't disturb our son."
Fu Yanye's heart skipped a beat.
Don't disturb your son?
Her casual words sounded like they were spoken very skillfully?
Fu Yanye watched her grab his arm and drag him directly to the bathroom.
As soon as the door closed, they were the only ones inside.
He raised his eyes and looked inside, and found the women's skin care products on the sink on one side. He looked down at her and couldn't help but ask: "Are those all yours?"
Seeing where he was looking, Zhuo Jian turned around and glanced, and then her heart trembled. It was indeed hers.
But is now the time for them to say this?
"Yes, but that's not the point now, let's talk..."
"etc."
Fu Yanye took off her hand on his arm and walked to the sink leisurely.
Zhuo Jian turned around to watch him pick up a bottle of her skin care lotion, hesitated for a few seconds and followed.
He didn't know what he was looking at, but he was very focused.
After finding the date, he turned to look at her: "The date was three months ago."
"My mother will regularly find someone to replace her skin care products. If you don't believe me, if you open it and look at it, it probably hasn't been used much."
Zhuo Jian didn't know what he wanted from this date, but what she said was true.
Fu Yanye unscrewed the bottle cap, but as she said, it had not been used much.
"Can we continue talking about what happened now?"
She looked at him eagerly and asked him patiently.
Fu Yanye put down the skin care products, "Yeah."
But he picked up other bottles and cans, men's ones.
"You can search online, or you can go to the company and ask after work. There should be no one in your office building who doesn't know about you."
Zhuo Jian didn't know why he was suddenly interested in skin care products, but she still had to tell her story.
"What do I have to do with whom?"
"The relationship between you and Zhao Ran is unusual."
"..."
Fu Yanye looked at the dates and usage amounts of several bottles of skin care products, then turned to look at her.
She seemed very keen on talking about it.
But that Zhao Ran...
"The three of us had dinner alone. She called you Brother Yanye, and you called her Xiaoran. It was quite affectionate."
Zhuo Jian said seriously.
"do not talk."
Fu Yanye looked into her eyes and stopped her from talking.
"You also promised me that if one day we get divorced, you will leave the children to me to raise. Zhao Ran also promised to give you many children."
"..."
Fu Yanye looked at her and suddenly laughed.
"Fu Yanye, what I told you is serious. Don't laugh. You, you won't be short of children. Can you please give me Chengcheng and the other three? Please."
Zhuo Jian thought, "You are so ridiculous, I'm so worried, okay?"
"If I want to divorce you, then the child can be given to you."
Fu Yanye avoided her and made a casual promise.
What she just said...
well!
Zhuo Jian became excited after hearing this and turned around to pester him: "Really?"
"Um."
Fu Yanye hummed without conscience.
"Say it again."
Zhuo Jian pursed her lips, took out her phone, and turned on the recording function.
Fu Yanye lowered his eyes, looking at the mobile phone she held in front of him, and frowned.
Is she expecting it?
Is she planning something?
Why doesn't he seem to feel the pain that a divorced woman should feel?