Several little guys ran out of it happily. Although they couldn't stay with the guests, Chengcheng still ran to the old man and asked, "Grandpa, when will we have dinner?"
"Is our baby Cheng Qian hungry? Can we start eating right away?"
"OK, all right."
Chengcheng said and left again.
Zhuang Zhimin had to sigh with Fu Zhengzheng and Wang Yue, "Look at you and your wife, you have a family full of children and grandchildren. Look at our family, oh, we are really ashamed of ourselves."
"We're getting married, aren't you worried about having no grandson to hold?"
Wang Yue said.
"Well, I hope everything goes well."
Zhuang Zhimin said.
"If you have time, you can also visit your ex-wife. Maybe we can get back together?"
The old lady said something.
"Old lady, your grandson-in-law just said that that woman is a person with very high demands on herself. I, haha."
Zhuang Zhimin spread his hands, knowing that he was not worthy of Yin Ling at all.
So, why meet again?
——
When Zhuang Zhimin left that night, he still called Zhuo Jianyan aside, "I don't mean to humiliate women, I just don't like women to be too strong. I hope you know, and the most important thing, since you and your husband have no intention of divorce.
, why bother hanging my silly son?"
"There are many people who like me, but that doesn't mean the fault can be placed on me. I didn't offend any of them."
"So you are serious about bringing Li Jing and Ming Li together?"
"No."
Zhuo Jian glanced at Fu Yanye behind her subconsciously. There were some things she didn't tell Fu Yanye.
"How about we negotiate terms?"
"Me and you? On what terms?"
Zhuo Jian was a little interested.
Soon after Zhuang Zhimin left, Fu Yanye walked to her and stood side by side, "What did you say? You've been talking for so long?"
Zhuo Jian glanced at him, thought for a while, and said only five words: "Don't worry about so much."
Fu Yanye: "..."
The look in her eyes that didn't take him seriously deserved a beating.
He told her to remember that one day he would have to find it back.
But when she was about to enter the house, he still grabbed her wrist.
Her wrist was a little cold, and he couldn't help but stroke the inside of her wrist with his thumb.
Zhuo Jian turned to look at him in confusion: "What?"
"Li Jing is Zhuang Mingli's fiancée. Your love for Zhuang Mingli is not a woman's love for a man, right?"
"..."
Zhuo Jian looked at him doubtfully.
He actually knew it.
Of course he will know.
only......
Shouldn't he be convinced that she is in love with Zhuang Mingli?
Why do you suddenly not think so?
right?
In the past, Fu Yanye wouldn't ask such nonsense, so she smiled and said, "Is he a woman?"