Unexpectedly, when he returned home at night, Zhuo Jian and Zhuo Jian's luggage were all missing.
He called immediately, but it took a long time for Zhuo Jian's phone to be picked up. He was a little unhappy: "Didn't you ask me to wait until I see you off tomorrow?"
"Why are you so fierce in your old house?"
Wang Yue heard some impatience in his son's voice, so he asked him angrily.
Fu Yanye breathed a sigh of relief after hearing Wang Yue's voice. She didn't leave.
"She went to the old house?"
"Well! I went to pick her up in person. She is staying here tonight. You can pick her up tomorrow morning."
"Let her answer the phone."
Fu Yanye said.
"I was playing chess with your grandpa. I didn't have time. I died."
Wang Yue was not very forthcoming, so he hung up the phone immediately after speaking.
The old man didn't take it seriously. Zhuo Jian, who was playing chess, couldn't help but turn around and glance at her dear mother-in-law, "Mom, did our eldest young master tell me anything?"
"Hmph! He wants you to answer the phone and ignore him. Being with him for even a minute makes you feel at ease. You just stay in the old house tonight."
"..."
Zhuo Jian knew that Wang Yue was determined that she would stay here, so it was hard for her to say anything else.
"Jian Jian, you are going to lose!"
A high-profile reminder from the old man.
"ah?"
Zhuo Jian's mind was filled with Fu Yanye's thoughts and he couldn't concentrate at all. When he lowered his head to look at the chessboard, he knew he was going to lose.
"Don't be sad, you can win it back in the next game."
The old man said again.
"..."
Zhuo Jian just wanted to end it quickly and then go back to the room to call Fu Yanye.
But one game after another, until eleven o'clock, the old man was tired and went to rest.
However, Wang Yue still sat on the sofa with her and told her: "Where's that kid tonight? I won't let him in. I'll also confiscate your phone. You can go upstairs safely and take a shower and have a good night's sleep."
"The flight will take so long tomorrow morning, otherwise your body won't be able to bear it."
Cell phone confiscated?
Zhuo Jian wanted to cry.
She just wants to say a word or two to her husband, that's fine.
"Mom, can I just make a phone call and say a few words?"
Zhuo Jian started acting coquettishly.
"No, I let you sleep alone for the past two days. See how much trouble you caused? You even went to the bar last night and got into a fight. You are lucky that nothing happened. If something happened to you, what would happen to us as a family?
What to do? How can we, as parents-in-law, explain to your deceased parents?"
"..."
This topic is a bit heavy.
Zhuo Jian had no choice but to put aside her desire to recycle her phone.
Fu Yanye's car was parked outside his home, and for the first time, his car could not pass.
After Zhuo Jian took a shower, she heard something like a car honking outside, and unconsciously stood at the window to take a look.
There seems to be a car light on?
Out of sight!
Completely invisible.
She was so sad that she didn't know what to do. She wanted to go downstairs quietly to have a look, but...
The housekeeper was standing downstairs. When he saw her, he nodded respectfully: "Do you have any other instructions, young lady?"
"Ah? That..."
Zhuo Jian was confused for a moment, but when he saw that there was no one else in the living room, he walked down silently.
The housekeeper looked at her with a smile and waited for her to say.
In fact, he also knew what she was doing downstairs.
Zhuo Jian blushed and whispered: "Uncle Wang, is Fu Yanye here?"
"Master, I didn't see it."
The housekeeper said to her in a very charitable manner.
"Oh! But I just heard a car honking like..."
Zhuo Jian said again.
The housekeeper still smiled: "Young madam, how could we not know that the young master is coming to the house? He must not be here."