Fu Yanye raised his eyes to look at her, almost forgetting that he came back for her.
Zhuo Jian instantly hugged Cheng Tian and closed her arms to one side, fearing that he would take her away.
Fu Yanye felt even more unhappy looking at him. What did she take him for?
Didn't she even allow him to look at her daughter?
"No need to hide, you can hug me as you like."
Fu Yanye replied to her lukewarmly.
Zhuo Jian still couldn't believe it, so she asked in a low voice: "Really?"
Fu Yanye only felt a headache.
Wang Yue came out of the room and saw the couple standing in the corridor. After thinking for a while, he went up and said, "Our sweet baby is awake. Come here, I will feed her some water first."
Zhuo Jian stepped back, reluctantly.
Wang Yue took the child away from her arms, and Zhuo Jian whispered: "Mom, I'll feed it."
"You two solve the problem for me first."
Wang Yue turned around and spoke to them coldly.
But what problem do they solve?
Zhuo Jian looked at Fu Yanye in a blink of an eye. Unexpectedly, he had been looking at her and she accidentally caught her eye.
Zhuo Jian had an ominous feeling that he had fallen into an abyss and had difficulty escaping.
Fu Yanye walked nonchalantly in front of her, and she backed away reflexively.
"Tell mom what happened when you saw me and Liang Yu?"
He asked her in a low voice.
Zhuo Jian only felt that the surroundings were dangerous. She stopped looking at him, turned her head and looked away, and murmured: "I..." Her voice became hoarse for some reason. She paused for a moment, then tried her best to speak again.
She made her voice clearer, but still whispered: "I only mentioned it after Mrs. Liang said she wanted to apologize to me for Liang Yu."
"Go on."
Fu Yanye looked at her timid look, holding her breath and not daring to look at him, and whispered an order.
"I asked her what she came to apologize for. The most recent time was..."
"If you suspect anything, you can ask me directly?"
"..."
Zhuo Jian boldly glanced at him, he was calm and composed, but she...
Zhuo Jian looked away again, feeling that he was getting closer and closer. Her breathing was a little difficult, so she raised her hand to touch his chest, and then slowly pushed him back, slowly using all her strength.
But Fu Yanye only stepped away a little, and then continued to stare at her, "What do you suspect about Liang Yu and me? Did you see Zhang Mingli kiss me on the night of her birthday?"
"No."
To be precise, I didn't see him kiss or not.
"Then you said that in front of mom? Is it intentional?"
Fu Yanye let her hand rest softly on his chest and continued to ask her.
deliberately?
Zhuo Jian looked at him with big, gentle eyes in confusion, "What are you doing on purpose?"
"Deliberately letting mom blame me, question me, and vent your anger?"
"..."
Zhuo Jian's hand suddenly lost the strength to push him, and after loosening it, he placed it tightly behind his back, intertwining his fingers, and looked at him for a long time.
How could he think that?
That's his mother, not hers.
His mother always favored him, why would she say that?
"Did I guess it?"
Fu Yanye continued to ask.
"I don't."
Zhuo Jian immediately denied it.
"I don't think so or I dare not admit it."
"I didn't, I just said I..."
"You what?"
He interrupted her.
"..."
Zhuo Jian looked at him and suddenly didn't want to explain anything.
He did it on purpose.
He knew that she was not someone who would complain.
She choked but didn't speak. She was silent, and her upper and lower lips seemed to be stuck together.
Fu Yanye suddenly became angry, and stepped forward to remove her hands from behind and put them behind his back, so that she was holding him, although it was not tight.
He didn't like her hands behind her back, not on him.
The tip of his nose was almost touching hers, and the mint-flavored breath lingered on the tip of her nose. He whispered: "Say it."
The looming tension and ambiguity made people breathless. She looked to the side of the two people and said in a low voice: "I didn't complain to my mother."