She came in, took off her clothes, took a shower, and then went to take her daughter back to bed.
She never raised her eyes to look anywhere else.
——
Early the next morning, she got up and went downstairs to say good morning to her grandparents. The old man and the old lady got up early and were already watching the morning news.
"What time did you come back last night? I didn't hear any sound at all."
"It's not quite twelve o'clock."
Zhuo Jian whispered awkwardly.
"Oh, our baby Jian Jian will come home late. Shouldn't we be worried?"
The old lady looked at her as if she was worried about her granddaughter returning home late.
"Don't worry, I have bodyguards following me."
Zhuo Jian responded.
"It's right to have bodyguards with you."
The old man said.
"Well, it's safer to have bodyguards with you. You girls are outside, but you can't leave the protection."
"Um."
Zhuo Jian agreed to the old lady's words.
After Wang Yue came out, he also walked over and greeted: "Good morning, parents, when did Jian Jian come back?"
"Good morning, Mom, it's about eleven o'clock."
"Oh, I just went to bed a little early last night, but your husband still hasn't gotten up so late?"
Wang Yue was obviously stunned for a moment, but then he spoke naturally.
"my husband?"
"Yes, didn't you come back last night because Aye came back?"
"..."
Zhuo Jian's eyes were full of doubts.
"What? Don't you two sleep in the same room?"
"I didn't see him."
Zhuo Jian had no choice but to explain.
She really didn't see it.
"It's strange, I saw him go upstairs."
"..."
"Maybe we left after falling asleep."
The old lady said, and then looked at Zhuo Jian, inevitably worried, "Baby, what are you two doing this time?"
"Nothing."
Zhuo Jian suddenly didn't know where to start.
"Master, morning."
Suddenly an aunt came out to deliver snacks. She saw the man coming down from upstairs and said hello.
"Um."
Fu Yanye agreed lightly, then walked to the sofa in the living room and sat next to Zhuo Jian.
Zhuo Jian looked at him confused, wanting to ask something but not knowing where to start.
"How much did you drink last night?"
Fu Yanye looked up lazily at her and asked her.
Zhuo Jian: "I didn't drink much."
"You didn't even see me on the sofa."
Fu Yanye answered her doubts himself.
Zhuo Jian was even speechless.
The elders also wondered, what happened to this couple?
And Jian Jian, didn’t even know he was in the room?
"Baby, are you feeling well?"
The old lady asked Zhuo Jian worriedly.
"I'm fine, grandma."
"Does that mean you really drank too much?"
Wang Yue was not happy that a girl was drunk outside.
Zhuo Jian was unable to refute Wang Yue's doubts and lowered his head and remained silent.
Fu Yanye felt much better and asked again: "Grandpa, didn't you and grandma make a rule that no one in the family is allowed to come home drunk?"
"Well, that's true."
The old man agreed, but it was aimed at his son and grandson, and of course, himself.
Zhuo Jian thought to herself that no one knew she drank too much.
It's all his fault, what's the point of talking here?
Fu Yanye looked at her openly, "Did you hear that? Pay attention, young lady."
"..."
Those words were a bit harsh, but it was hard to object to them on the spot.
"I'll go upstairs and see if the oranges are sweet."