Liang Yu sighed angrily when she heard him hang up.
Is it okay for a man to ignore projects for the sake of a woman?
What kind of poison did Zhuo Jian give him?
——
Zhuo Jian coughed and lifted the quilt after he hung up the phone, sat up and put his legs under the bed.
Fu Yanye's eyes never left her body. He gently put the phone aside and asked, "Where are you going?"
"Want to drink water."
Zhuo Jian was hoarse.
Fu Yanye wanted to walk over, but instead he lay down on the bed, took the crystal cup filled with water, and handed it to her.
Zhuo Jian looked down at the water glass, took it and said, "Thank you."
She does this when she's angry, deliberately indifferent and saying thank you.
After she took the water, Fu Yanye lay on her side, looked at her and said, "I don't like Liang Yu."
Zhuo Jian was halfway through drinking water when he choked on his words and coughed again, wiping his mouth and looking at him.
Why are you saying this suddenly?
"I thought it was our last meeting that night, but something happened to you not long after I left."
He mentioned it again.
Zhuo Jian: "..."
"If something happened to your friend, you would definitely rush over, right?"
Fu Yanye continued to ask.
"So you consider her a friend?"
Zhuo Jian asked him in a low and hoarse voice.
"Aren't we friends who grew up together?"
Fu Yanye asked her back.
Zhuo Jian didn't speak, just turned his head and looked away.
My eyes felt hot and blurred unconsciously.
"There will be many people who grew up together, but not all of them may be friends."
Zhuo Jian whispered.
There will also be many classmates, and there are countless alumni. If everyone comes to establish a relationship, will they all be considered friends from childhood?
Can they care for so many people?
"Since you don't like it, then she is nothing."
Fu Yanye had already decided to ignore Liang Yu again.
Zhuo Jian gently touched the water glass with her hand, wanting to smile at his attitude towards her, but after a while she just said dullly: "This divorce is unsuccessful, and I will sue again in half a year."
"..."
Fu Yanye's deep black eyes narrowed, and his brows furrowed into the character "Sichuan".
She seemed to be just talking about a trivial matter in life, neither humble nor overbearing, calm and calm. Fu Yanye didn't know how she could be so calm.
"Don't think that I can't get divorced while I'm breastfeeding. As long as I insist, the court will accept it."
"I know."
She was weak when she spoke, but it still hurt his heart.
Of course he also knew that she would still appeal, but that was a matter for the future, during this period...
Fu Yanye stayed with her on the bed until her aunt came in to bring her fruit.
"Young Madam, Madam said you should eat more fruit if you have a fever. I'll leave it here."
Auntie put it on the bedside table next to her and left without daring to raise her head.
Fu Yanye was slumped against the headboard of the bed, his expression so bad that he seemed to be sulking with Zhuo Jian.
Actually it's not like that.
Zhuo Jian glanced at the fruit plate. They were all fruits she liked to eat, but she had no appetite now. She turned to him and asked: "Do you want to eat it?"
"Don't eat."
Fu Yanye replied unhappily.
Is he still in the mood to eat fruit now?
"Okay, let me continue. If you can't sleep by yourself during this period, I will move back to my mother's place."
"..."
Fu Yanye's dark eyes looked straight at her again.
Move away?
"What on earth did you choose?"
Zhuo Jian couldn't hear his response, so she looked at him and asked again.