"You hold a press conference and say yourself that this agreement will be valid for a hundred years."
"Zhuo Jian?"
"Um?"
Zhuo Jian was still dreaming, and she felt very happy just thinking about it.
But when he lowered his head and saw the man with a dark face, he immediately came back to his senses and couldn't help but murmur: "You asked me to say that just now."
She didn't think so much, but he kept asking, so she said more.
"I want you to cry."
Fu Yanye looked at her and expressed through gritted teeth.
"..."
Zhuo Jian's heart tightened, and then she watched him get up angrily.
"I want to sleep in this bed."
"..."
"Sleep with you."
Fu Yanye seemed to be telling the world, and after speaking, he turned around and left.
Zhuo Jian looked at his back as he went to the bathroom again, his eyes drooped, but he began to think more.
At this time, perhaps she should really make more demands.
If they were together, how dare she mention so much?
He came early.
Now, he seems not to want to embarrass her?
hehe.
I don’t know why, but I feel so happy that I can’t help laughing.
Tolerate!
Fu Yanye would definitely have to struggle if he laughed.
But he really stayed on her bed.
At night.
The lights are all off.
He lay behind her.
Zhuo Jian's body was tense, and she always felt like he was going to pounce on her the next moment.
The time when he wanted it was clearly still vivid in his mind.
He was completely different from now.
Suddenly a warm current passed through her waist, and her eyes that were about to close suddenly opened wide.
Suddenly a warm chest pressed against her back, and the familiar feeling made her afraid to breathe.
"Good night."
Above the head, there was a man's gentle voice.
"OK, good night."
Zhuo Jian murmured a little uncomfortable, then suppressed the excitement in his heart and closed his eyes.
She thought he couldn't be so calm and just held her to sleep, but later, she fell asleep and he didn't move.
——
It's eight o'clock the next morning.
Fu Zhai.
"Oh my God, is this kid crazy?"
When Wang Yue saw that video on his mobile phone app, he almost fainted.
"What's wrong? Is this news about Aye and Jianjian? Let me take a look."
The old lady was sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper. She looked up and saw her daughter-in-law's face turned pale. She put down the newspaper and asked for her mobile phone.
"Mom, this kid must be crazy. He actually posted this kind of video to let the whole world know that the custody of my precious grandson is in Zhuo Jian's hands."
"What custody rights? I'll see for myself."
The old lady wore gold-rimmed glasses and held her phone up as she moved closer to it.
The video was a little dark. Her grandson was wearing pajamas on the bed, and in front of the sleeping Zhuo Jian, he said softly: "This is the woman, my wife."
The old lady was very moved when she saw the beginning.
Later, Fu Yanye left the bedroom, his voice became louder and he was very serious.
"Don't disturb her sleep. Let's continue. I use this video to ask netizens to testify, and I ask friends all over the world to testify. If I, Fu Yanye, do something wrong to Zhuo Jian in the future and cause her to be injured, and if she gets divorced, I will have to raise my three sons."
All rights belong to her."
"This kid is really crazy."
After reading it, the old lady felt that this was too exaggerated.
Why do we need to let netizens all over the world testify?
What if that day really comes?
Man, are the children of the Fu family really going to be taken away by Zhuo Jian?