Ouyang Ping, Li Yuqing and Fu Yanye were still standing there. Ouyang Ping glanced at Fu Yanye and asked, "Why didn't you stop me?"
According to Fu Yanye's temper, Zhuo Jian should be captured directly.
"I want to see what else she can do."
Fu Yanye's evil and charming eyes were fixed on the direction the car was leaving. After saying that, he turned around and got into his own car.
Ouyang Ping felt a little strange, then looked at Li Yuqing, "Do you understand?"
"How many drinks have you had?"
Li Yuqing did not pick up the topic, but shifted it to her.
"Zhuang Mingli and I shared a bottle, and Ajian didn't even drink a sip."
Ouyang Ping immediately felt that she was a little drunk and leaned against his shoulder.
Li Yuqing hugged her and took her to the car, "It doesn't look like she drank that much."
"Humph, this Zhuang Mingli is a bit handsome. Maybe I'm a little too impressed by him."
Ouyang Ping said with a smile.
Li Yuqing bent down in front of her, "We and I will invite him someday so that I can see how handsome he is."
Ouyang Ping feels that her husband is unusual even for being jealous, and now she is becoming more and more obsessed with Li Yuqing.
I used to really think that he was just an ordinary, ordinary tool man.
——
Zhuo Jian sent Zhuang Mingli back. After Zhuang Mingli got out of the car, he put his arms on the roof of the car and bent down to look at the people inside. "You can drive away in my car. I will pick it up tomorrow."
"good."
Zhuo Jian agreed.
Zhuang Ming smiled sharply and said nothing more. He straightened up and waved to her to let her go first.
Zhuo Jian drove away. It was already ten o'clock. She wanted to go to her old house. The road was a bit far, but no matter how far the journey was, it couldn't offset her desire to see her child.
However, just when she thought the journey would be dark and lonely, there were two familiar cars parked diagonally opposite her.
Zhuo Jian drove slowly towards the direction they were familiar with. Along the way, he never thought about being afraid of the dark or anything, but he was all he could think about.
Want to say something to him.
Finally dialed his number.
Soon, her phone was answered in the car behind, and it was on speakerphone.
"explain."
"Don't follow me."
"Are you in front? I only saw you leaving with Zhuang Mingli, what? Could it be that you are on your way home?"
"Don't follow me."
Zhuo Jian only felt that he was irritating when he heard what he said, so he repeated it more clearly and hung up the phone.
Fu Yanye continued to follow leisurely. Is it safe for her to drive by herself in the middle of the night?
After arriving at the old house, she immediately went upstairs, even trotting a little.
In the princess room, Chengtian was sleeping soundly. She picked her up and quietly went back to the room, closed the door and locked it.
After Fu Yanye went upstairs, he saw her closing the door, so he turned around and headed in the other direction.
Chengcheng was willing to sleep with his brothers. The three little guys slept in a large room and slept soundly. He went to cover them with quilts and then left.
——
Morning, light snow.
Zhuo Jian got up, fed Chengtian, drank milk powder, greeted her sons, and left early for a meeting.
When I got downstairs, I was stopped by Wang Yue.
"Jian Jian, let me tell you a few words."
Wang Yue walked over to her unhurriedly.
"Mom, good morning, what do you say?"
Zhuo Jian had no choice but to stop.
"Look at you now, just like Yanqing when you were a child, you really treat your home as a hotel?"
"..."
"Also, the car outside doesn't seem to belong to our family."