He got into the car, but it was difficult to even pull the door open.
He locked himself in a closed space and suddenly remembered that before, he even wanted to ask her to ask him if she loved him.
But......
But she refused to ask him no matter what.
How could she stop loving him?
Obviously...
His eyes were full of emotions, be it love, hate, pain or resentment.
He still started the car and left the old house, as if he was also leaving her life.
——
Chengcheng ran to the bedroom, "Mommy, what's wrong with daddy?"
Zhuo Jian had already sat up, and when she heard Chengcheng's footsteps, she had already grabbed her phone to hide her emotions.
After Chengcheng ran in, she calmly raised her eyes and smiled slightly: "Your Uncle Su wants to see him for something."
"oh."
"come here."
Zhuo Jian opened her hand and called him.
"Mommy, I miss you so much."
Chengcheng consciously ran in front of her to hug her, but accidentally touched the switch of the bubble gun, and bubbles immediately appeared behind her.
"Wow."
"Wow, your dad is mysophobic."
The couple raised their heads and looked at the bubbles flying above their heads, some of which fell on the sheets. Chengcheng felt so dreamy, but after Zhuo Jian said this, she suddenly froze.
"Mommy, what's wrong with you?"
"It's okay, let's think about great-grandpa's birthday. How about you and your brothers prepare a decent gift for great-grandpa."
"okay."
Chengcheng listened with anticipation as she prepared a gift for her great-grandfather.
In the evening, the whole family had dinner, and Zhuo Jian had just put Cheng Tian to bed when Zhang Mingliang's WeChat message was sent to her mobile phone, "Come out and pick up the wind for you."
——
At around eleven o'clock, Zhang Mingliang and Zhong Mai arrived at Zhong Mai's small apartment, where Zhuo Jian prepared wine and fruits.
Zhang Mingliang took a sip of wine and asked her: "Don't you plan to go to Fanxing in the future?"
"Of course not."
Zhuo Jian replied.
"Did she guess that Fu Yanye would be there tonight?"
Zhong Mai asked while covering his stomach and drinking juice while looking at her.
Zhuo Jian smiled but said nothing.
Someone in the circle of friends posted photos of him drinking with Su Bai and the others.
She didn't want to see him again.
"But didn't Mr. Fu go to the south several times to look for you? I thought you would have a turn for the better."
Zhang Mingliang was a little confused.
I always feel like something is not very logical.
"Sometimes I feel like he is doing it for me, but sometimes I feel..."
She suddenly couldn't talk any more.
Sometimes, everything is mysterious.
"Let's have a drink. Let's not mention him tonight, okay?"
Zhuo Jian raised his glass and asked Zhong Mai and Zhang Mingliang.
"By the way, I saw a handsome guy at the company yesterday, wow."
Zhong Mai felt that the boy was too tender and tender, so he assigned him to the public relations department when he returned to the office.
"More handsome than Mr. Yan?"
Zhang Mingliang asked her.
"Mr. Yan, you can't use the word handsome to describe him, otherwise it will be too superficial."
Zhong Mai said that her husband always has a unique style.
Zhuo Jian and Zhang Mingli always felt that this woman was so smart, otherwise why would Yan Zheng be so obedient to her?
I went out for a drink in the evening and came home in half an hour.
"When Su Bai was young, he looked a bit like a boy. Do you think that Su Bai was actually very popular when he was a child..."
"Hey, Su Bai is very majestic, okay?"
Zhang Mingliang cannot accept what others think of her husband, although she has doubted it before.
"It's so majestic. How majestic is it? Am I the only one who thought he was in cahoots with Yan Zheng and Fu Yanye?"
Zhong Mai asked his doubts.
She used to really think that these three men might be just pretending to be together every day.
Zhuo Jian didn't know why he heard Fu Yanye's name again, and smiled helplessly.
To be honest, she had never felt that way, it seemed.
The three of them drank and chatted. When it was past one o'clock, Zhong Mai and Zhang Mingliang were picked up.
Zhuo Jian went back the next morning.
Before everything could start, everything was quiet.