"Young Madam, I just saw my boss fell down and his face looked ugly. Well, he got up and went to the meeting. But I'm a little worried, so I want to ask your opinion."
Wu Fei called Zhuo Jian to ask.
"I have no opinion."
Zhuo Jian squeezed the quilt fabric tightly, but spoke lightly.
"Oh, that......"
"Please pay more attention and observe. If anything happens... call me again."
When Zhuo Jian heard that Wu Fei was about to hang up the phone, she immediately added another sentence.
"Okay, madam, don't worry too much. If there are any problems, I will report to you in time."
After Wu Fei heard this, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"No need to report to me."
After hearing this, Zhuo Jian was a little angry and at a loss.
After Wu Fei hung up the phone, she turned to look at Fu Yanye. She was on speakerphone. Fu Yanye heard everything just now. When she looked back, she just said: "Go and do your work first."
"yes."
Wu Fei quickly ran away.
It's not scary to call your wife.
It was really scary to talk to my wife on the phone while being stared at by my boss in front of her. The hairs all over her body stood up.
Zhuo Jian couldn't stay at home all day, so after a few days, she went out as soon as the weather warmed up.
Preparations for a show just started, and she entered at the right time.
She slept with Chengtian at night.
After Fu Yanye went back, he saw that the big bed in the bedroom was empty, and then went to his daughter's room. Sure enough, she was lying there, holding her sleeping daughter in her arms and looking at her mobile phone.
He walked over and said, "It's not good for your eyes to look at your cell phone when the light is too dim."
Zhuo Jian didn't say anything, but just gave him a look.
Fu Yanye stood by the bed. Seeing that there was no room for the third person on the bed, he raised his voice and asked in a pretentious tone: "Do you want to sleep here?"
"She was hungry at night, so I just happened to feed her."
Zhuo Jian looked at the email on the phone screen and replied calmly.
Breastfeeding?
Fu Yanye was not very happy, but he couldn't say anything else. After thinking about it, he said, "Let's go back to our room and take her with us. Our bed is spacious and will be more comfortable."
"We are about to get divorced. Isn't it appropriate to sleep in the same bedroom? Or... do you want to sleep in Chengtian's room?"
"..."
The two people looked at each other, neither of them willing to lower themselves any more.
Especially Fu Yanye, how could he sleep in a pink room?
"I sleep on the sofa."
After a minute, Fu Yanye spoke again.
Zhuo Jian glanced at him, lowered her eyes, stared at the phone screen and said to him: "No need, you are not in good health, you should sleep on the bed and have a good rest."
"..."
Fu Yanye looked at her, silent.
"I don't feel sorry for you, I just don't want their father to get sick when the children are still so young."
She said it clearly.
Fu Yanye also heard it clearly. He chuckled and then asked her: "If something happens to me at their age, they may not remember me anymore, especially the one in your arms."
"..."
Zhuo Jian's heart trembled and she raised her eyes to look at him.
That's weird, what are you talking about?
"Whenever something happens to me, remember to engrave the four characters Zhuo Jian's ex-husband on my tombstone."
After Fu Yanye finished speaking, he walked out.
Zhuo Jian sat up angrily, what's wrong with him?
Who are you trying to scare?
The circles under her eyes were hot, but her eyes were so red that she didn't say another word.
He was just like this, he was in a hurry and didn't hesitate to speak.
After Fu Yanye returned to the room, he went to wash up. When he got into bed, he hugged his mobile phone and continued searching: "How to retain a wife who wants a divorce."
I read 800 reasons and none of them were disgusting.
He threw the phone aside, put his hands on the back of his head, and stared straight at the quilt with his dark eyes.