Fu Yanye looked at her and frowned unconsciously when he saw how readily she refused.
"Unless you believe in your heart one day that this child is yours, I don't need you to care so much."
"..."
He remained silent, unable to give a reason for her to agree to be taken care of.
"Besides, my aunt lives with me. If anything happens, I will call her in time, so you can rest peacefully."
Zhuo Jian finished speaking seriously, then turned around and opened the door.
"Mommy."
"Baby, when did you come back?"
Chengcheng ran to the door in her pajamas, hugged her legs and gave her a big hug. Zhuo Jian was surprised and happy.
"After dinner, Mommy, Chengcheng misses you so much, and... Daddy?"
Chengcheng held Zhuo Jian's legs and turned her face to the side. When she saw the man standing behind Zhuo Jian, she called out tentatively.
Fu Yanye was happy in her heart, but she still pretended to be serious on her face and said lightly: "Why didn't you call your parents in advance when you're here? You missed us?"
"Um."
Chengcheng is a little shy.
Fu Yanye walked over and picked him up directly from the ground.
Chengcheng had to let go of Mommy's legs and let him hold her.
Zhuo Jian saw Fu Yanye striding inside holding Cheng Cheng.
He had long legs, and before she could react, he had already walked to the living room.
Zhuo Jian sighed helplessly, closed the door and followed.
The aunt said softly: "My wife said that the young master wanted to come back on his own, and that he wanted to sleep with daddy and mommy."
"..."
These words immediately gave Zhuo Jian a vaccination.
This guy was sent to do this.
Zhuo Jian walked over and sat slowly on a single sofa, with his hands on the armrests and lazily leaning back on the backrest. He looked at the father and son hugging each other, and then at Fu Yanye's patient look, and thought to herself
, do you know that you were not someone who loved being close to your son before?
But it didn't matter anymore, because she determined that this was just Fu Yanye's way of staying overnight.
"Seeing that you and your son are inseparable, Chengcheng, tonight will be the same as before. You and your dad are sleeping in the house opposite."
"Ah? But I want to sleep with daddy and mommy tonight."
Chengcheng looked at Zhuo Jian innocently and expressed her request.
"But Mommy is still angry with Dad and can't sleep with your dad, so you can only choose one of the two, either your dad or your mommy."
Zhuo Jian was quite rude and gave a rational and objective explanation.
"Ah? But mommy, Chengcheng hasn't slept with daddy and mommy for a long time. Chengcheng wants us to sleep together as a family."
Chengcheng hugged Fu Yanye and looked at Zhuo Jian with tears in her eyes.
"The drama queen."
Zhuo Jian couldn't help but muttered.
Chengcheng knew what the drama queen meant and buried her face in Fu Yanye's arms.
Fu Yanye lowered his eyes and glanced at Chengcheng, then raised his eyes at Zhuo Jian: "Shouldn't we as parents satisfy children's wishes?"
"You can satisfy yourself. I don't like satisfying him that much."
After saying that, he lightly patted the handrail with both hands, then stood up again and walked to the other side while shouting: "Auntie, is there anything to eat? I'm so hungry."
"Yes, I've prepared some soup for you."
Auntie quickly prepared it for her.
"Then cook some noodles and put them in the soup."
"Mommy, Chengcheng eats more noodles than dad."
As soon as Zhuo Jian finished speaking, the little tail behind him followed and started shouting.
Zhuo Jian smiled helplessly and said, "Then cook three bowls."
"Okay, okay."
Auntie was happy to hear this. It had been a long time since she had seen the three of them sitting together for a meal.
Although it is getting late, this kind of scene is still worth recording.
Fu Yanye rolled up Chengcheng's cuffs before eating, and then put the chopsticks in Chengcheng's hand. Seeing that Chengcheng liked to hold the chopsticks, he frowned unconsciously and patiently reminded, "Hold it like this."
Chengcheng glanced at him, and then imitated his behavior.
Zhuo Jian watched the exchange between the father and son opposite him, then lowered his head to eat his own.
