Lin Ruxiang's eyes immediately turned red, and he looked at her as if he had been wronged.
"Why are you pretending to be a good woman here with me? If you really had a conscience, you wouldn't drag my son with you to the point of death."
"aunt!"
When Ruxiang heard such unpleasant words, he burst into tears of grievance.
"Also, my son is not dead yet, why are you crying here? You are so frustrated, get out of here."
Wang Yue said.
When Ruxiang heard such words, he couldn't help but stamp his feet in sadness, but he couldn't hold it back and glanced at Fu Yanye.
Fu Yanye lay on his side on the bed, ignoring anyone and pretending to be transparent.
Ruxiang could only wipe his tears: "Then I'll come back another day."
"Don't come here anymore! My son has a daughter-in-law to take care of him, who are you?"
Wang Yue ordered and questioned.
Ruxiang did not dare to refute her, fearing to give Fu Yanye a bad impression, so he lowered his head and ran out.
Wang Yue couldn't help but muttered: "You are running so fast, are you really going to die?"
Zhuo Jian and her grandma were standing outside. When Lin Ruxiang ran away, she couldn't help but turn her head and glance, especially the old lady's big eyes: "Is it just pretending?"
Zhuo Jian looked at the old lady in surprise, pretending?
Ruxiang's doctor was found by Fu Yanye, so how could she pretend?
However, Zhuo Jian had more and more questions about Ruxiang in his mind.
It's not that she doesn't completely distrust Fu Yanye when it comes to his affairs with Ruxiang.
Otherwise, it would be impossible for her resistance to be limited to those things when Fu Yan nightclub treated her like that.
In fact, there is more to it than being unable to resist...
Well, I still really can’t resist!
Every time he pinched her, it was as easy as pinching a kitten or puppy, no, like pinching an ant.
Zhuo Jian followed the old lady in again. The old lady looked at him for a while in front of his hospital bed and whispered: "My dear grandson?"
Fu Yanye was heartbroken.
I'm used to being called a brat.
There was no one else in the room at this time. Seeing his cold face, the old lady shouted again: "My dear grandson, you have to wait until you die to give me a great-grandson!"
Zhuo Jian: "..."
Wang Yue: "..."
Fu Yanye irritably opened the quilt and covered his head.
I've never seen anyone making trouble like this.
"If you dare to let the Fu family die, I will not spare you. Eight generations of our ancestors are watching from heaven, and they will all be punished by you."
The old lady said again.
Zhuo Jian suddenly felt a little numb on his scalp.
The old lady is very cute, but when she says these words, it makes people a little panicked.
"Why are you covering yourself up with the quilt? You don't want to see me or you don't want to see your grandma? Or you don't want to see your wife? You're the one who caused the trouble. If I hadn't heard from my friends in the hospital, I wouldn't have known that you almost died."
Wang Yue said, raised his hand and hit him.
"Why!"
Zhuo Jian subconsciously stretched out her hand to stop him.
Wang Yue looked at her in surprise: "What's the matter? You still don't want to let go? He has already cuckolded you, you should be beaten!"
"No, Mom, his arm is injured."
Zhuo Jian didn't dare to tell the 'truth' for a while.
When Wang Yue heard this, he smiled and asked, "Which one? Don't you want to delay things?"
