"It's my birthday in two days, and I'd like to invite you and your brother to come together at Starlight. I've booked a hotel room in advance two months ago."
"I have no problem, but my brother's Lord, how can I do it?"
Fu Yanqing thinks this matter is not that simple?
"I beg you, we have known each other for so many years, when have you ever seen me so humble and angry?"
"Then, let me try? But don't get your hopes up. Besides, even if my brother comes, he will probably take Zhuo Jian with him. He..."
"No, that day is Zhang Mingli's birthday. Zhuo Jian has a good relationship with Zhang Mingli, so he should go to celebrate her birthday."
"Ah? How did you know?"
Fu Yanqing suddenly felt horrified. How could this woman be so well-informed?
"When I came to book the banquet hall that day, I happened to meet Su Bai's assistant."
"Oh I see."
Fu Yanqing still remained a little skeptical.
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As soon as Zhuo Jian got off work in the evening, Fu Yanye's car was parked in front of the TV station.
Yuan Man and the others stayed behind and didn't come near. Zhuo Jian walked over by himself, "It seems that Boss Fu is very free these two days?"
"boarding."
Fu Yanye opened the passenger door to her from inside.
Zhuo Jian sat in and fastened her seat belt.
Fu Yanye drove away immediately.
Zhuo Jian was a little curious, "Aren't you busy recently?"
"No matter how busy I am, I have to take care of you first. This has marked me as my ex-husband, and I have to take good care of you."
Fu Yanye wore a ring on the hand holding the steering wheel, which was particularly eye-catching.
Zhuo Jian looked at his ring and subconsciously held the ring on her hand. After a long time, she raised her voice and said, "You really can't blame me."
"Blame me, blame me for being deceived by your pitiful appearance, and suddenly I was so kind-hearted that I wanted to let you go free."
"..."
Zhuo Jian couldn't help but lean to the side.
This topic has a kind of taboo that makes people afraid to mention it easily.
Soon the car became quiet.
Fu Yanye also looked away.
Later he turned on music, an old song by Yang Zongwei, and along the way...
It seemed like a lot of the past suddenly appeared before my eyes.
There are already so many injuries on my body.
Some cannot be touched easily.
She looked out the window and tried to calm down.
But that song seemed to be deliberately unraveling their scars, over and over again.
Just like in school, the teacher points the pointer at that question over and over again, and they are that question.
I don’t know how long it took, but the car suddenly stopped under an ancient French plane tree.
The sound of the tires suddenly scraping against the ground was harsh and even thrilling.
But neither of the two people in the car made a sound.
Later, he got off the car to smoke, and Zhuo Jian looked down at the ring in a daze.
They always think they are mature, but every time they end up bruised and unhappy.
I don’t know if other couples or couples are in this situation. Sometimes, because of a word, a word, or even a memory, without words, they will suddenly become angry, annoyed, depressed, and heavy without any words.
Later, the car returned to the old house, but Fu Yanye remained depressed.
There were only three young people in the living room.
Zhuo Jian held her daughter in her arms and was still in a good mood. Fu Yanqing gently tugged at the corner of her clothes and said, "Follow me."
Zhuo Jian happened to be sitting dull with Fu Yanye, so he stood up with Cheng Tian in his arms.
"Leave your daughter with me."
Fu Yanye made a cold sound.
Zhuo Jian and Fu Yanqing looked at him suspiciously, then put their daughter in his arms.
Fu Yanye still looked at Zhuo Jian coldly, as if waiting for her to say something.
"Brother, are you feeling unwell? Why don't you take my niece back to the room to sleep first, and we, sister-in-law, can chat for a while longer."