It's five o'clock in the afternoon and it's getting dark.
In front of the TV station, luxury cars are parked.
"I heard that Mrs. Fu is pregnant? Please call me and congratulate her."
"Who said I was pregnant? I repeat, I am not pregnant, not pregnant."
"That's twice."
"Fu Yanye, you..."
"Mrs. Fu, don't get angry, it's not good for the fetus."
"You, you are not allowed to call me Mrs. Fu again."
"Mrs. Fu? Everyone calls me mom like that. I'm afraid you might be misunderstood."
"You, get out."
Zhuo Jian was so angry that she felt dizzy. After hanging up the phone, she wanted to block him so that he would never be able to get through again.
But when I thought about blocking it and calling it back every time, I threw my phone on the desk, pressed my forehead with both hands and rubbed it hard.
So worried.
Soon her cell phone rang again, and she reluctantly raised her head, her skin showing a layer of pinkish white.
When she saw the words "ex-husband", she felt helpless, sighed, and then asked, "Is there anything else?"
"Come down."
"Um?"
"Hasn't the car been returned already? You forgot your car at your old house?"
"..."
"Do you need me to go in and invite you?"
"Fu Yanye, can you please stop pestering me? Aren't you very busy?"
"But you are pregnant now."
Fu Yanye called her back, then opened the car door, standing tall and tall in the dark.
There was light snow falling in the sky again. He raised his eyes and smiled when he hung up the phone.
It's snowing.
When Zhuo Jian came out, Chang Xia was still following him.
But when she reluctantly walked to Fu Yanye, Fu Yanye glanced at Chang Xia first and said, "You can get off work."
"yes."
As soon as Chang Xia saw Fu Yanye, she knew that she could get off work early today and go eat dumplings.
"Hey, you said we would go have dinner together this afternoon."
"Oh, madam, please spare me."
Chang Xia is much smarter than before, so retreat quickly.
Zhuo Jian only felt that she had been betrayed again, and then looked at Fu Yanye unhappily, "I told you I'm not a pregnant woman."
"Have you not had your period for a long time?"
"Yes, but I'm not...that time you went to the south to find me, that time, right?"
Zhuo Jian thought that because she was drunk, she might have really missed some of the memories she should have.
Fu Yanye stared at her, enigmatic, half-smiling but not smiling, "Get in the car."
Zhuo Jian looked at him in the car, then looked at him again, and had no choice but to get in the car.
Fu Yanye closed the car door for her and walked around to the other side. Soon, the car set off.
Zhuo Jian continued to stare at him until he suddenly stopped at a very good dessert shop.
"Wait a minute, no, let's go in with me."
Fu Yanye originally wanted to go by himself quickly, but then he thought about her criminal record, so he asked her to come with him.
Zhuo Jian was confused until she followed him in. Fu Yanye turned to look at her and asked, "What kind of food do you want to eat?"
Zhuo Jian glanced inside and ordered something sweet and sour.
Fu Yanye immediately said something in a deep voice that shocked Zhuo Jian and the clerk.
"Son again."
Both women looked at him in surprise.
He looked at Zhuo Jian and then at the clerk, "What I mean is that my wife is pregnant with a son again. She likes to eat sour food every time she is pregnant with a son."
"Give me the sweetest one."
Zhuo Jian was so angry that he immediately changed his taste.
"She also deliberately eats sweets to hide the truth. She is more childish during pregnancy."
"..."
Zhuo Jian really wanted to ask him, he said it as if he knew her pregnancy very well.
"You two are so in love."
The clerk looked at the handsome man and beautiful woman and praised him awkwardly but politely.
Zhuo Jian thought to herself, love? Haha.
Fu Yanye glanced at Zhuo Jian, and then smiled happily.