Very late at night, the tall and straight man returned to Shengyuan and quietly opened the locked door.
On the huge soft bed, there were three little guys and a woman.
He walked in.
She was obviously thin and small, but she seemed to act as a protector, guarding the three little ones without any regrets.
That's why she asked him to give her the child when she told him they were getting divorced, right?
She regarded these three as the most important people.
And he became the outsider she wanted to drive away.
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"Huh?"
Early the next morning, Zhuo Jian went out with Cheng Qing in her arms. After opening the door, she paused and suddenly looked back at the door handle.
"Young Madam, the young master is awake, please give it to me."
Auntie happened to walk up to her. Zhuo Jian gave Chengqing to her, and then continued to stare at the doorknob, "Auntie, was it you who entered my house?"
"No."
Auntie was just cooking downstairs.
"Strange."
"What's wrong?"
The aunt looked at her confused, then looked where she was looking.
"I obviously locked it last night."
Zhuo Jian said and pressed the door handle.
Until the door not far from the next door was opened, and Fu Yanye walked over there in pajamas, "What are you doing standing at the door?"
"..."
Zhuo Jian dullly turned her head to look at him. He was wearing a blue pajama suit, which was the same color as her nightgown. Zhuo Jian was afraid of being confused by his figure, so she quickly lowered her head, but immediately turned to look at him again.
"Have you ever entered my room?"
Auntie hugged Chengqing and quietly retreated.
Fu Yanye's tall figure stood in front of her, "Yes, I have entered your room."
"..."
Zhuo Jian looked up at him. She didn't expect him to admit it so frankly. Her heart tightened and she suddenly had nothing to say.
"What did we talk about the night before I went on a business trip?"
"I am drunk."
Zhuo Jian didn't expect him to suddenly ask about what happened at that time, but he didn't deliberately hide it.
She was indeed drunk that night.
"What about before you got drunk?"
"Before? I had a party with Brother Su Bai and the others."
"What about before? When it was just the two of us."
"..."
Zhuo Jian turned to look at him again, and seeing how persistent he was, she sighed helplessly, "We were at loggerheads that time, and you hid Chengcheng and the others."
"Then what?"
"You ask me to obey you in everything, otherwise I will never see them."
Why do you want her to say this?
Thinking of this, she became angry and wanted to have a big fight with him, or even beat him.
But thinking that she was useless and no match for him, she could only endure it silently.
"Why did I do that?"
Fu Yanye frowned, was he really that excessive in the past?
"Because I almost took my children away."
She lowered her head, not wanting to talk any more. She wanted to go back to the house, but his wrist was pinched by him.
"You want to take them away from me? Never to see them again?"
He studied deeply.
"Yes, but I regretted it later. I didn't take them away."
"..."
"But you don't believe me."
She didn't know why, but she suddenly felt inexplicably aggrieved, then pushed his hand away with force, and ran back to the room before she burst into tears.
As soon as the door closed, Chengcheng was playing with Chengli on the bed and suddenly looked at her.
Her eyes were already blurry with tears, but she felt the children suddenly looked at her, so she had to lower her head and ran into the bathroom again.
The door was open, and Fu Yanye couldn't help but want to lose his temper, but in the blink of an eye he saw his two sons staring at him, so he endured it and walked in.