Fu Yanye stopped her, stretched his long arm to the door frame to block it, and looked at her intently with his dark eyes, "A wife should help her husband wear a wedding ring."
"Didn't I wear it for you at the wedding?"
"But I wore this one myself before."
Fu Yanye was really angry, her stomach hurt from anger, and she was as cold as ice.
It was so hot that he would sweat when he held her in his arms at night.
Zhuo Jian lowered her eyes and did not meet his gaze, "It turns out that no matter who helps you put it on, it may not last. Why should you care about those details?"
"..."
Fu Yanye suspected that there was something wrong with his ears, or else she was really a piece of ice.
The gentle woman who personally went to pick him up at the airport was probably a figment of his own imagination, right?
Zhuo Jian lowered his head, passed directly under his armpit, then straightened his back and left.
Fu Yanye stood at the door angrily for a while, then his dark eyes quickly glanced at the bedside table.
The ring fell alone on it, and he patted the door frame with his hand, then turned around and chased the person.
In fact, Zhuo Jian hoped that he would be angry enough not to pursue him.
But then she still sat in his car.
None of what the reporters photographed last night was released, and everything in the city was calm.
But their hearts were full of excitement.
Zhuo Jian booked a flight ticket in the car and put her phone away after booking.
Fu Yanye only thought she was sending messages to Ouyang Ping or the like.
When she arrived at the old house, she was finally able to get out of the car. Her stomach was churning. She ran into the house and went to the bathroom without calling her parents.
When Fu Yanye entered from behind, she had already vomited in the bathroom.
"Ah! What did you give our baby Jian Jian to eat in the morning? She has never had any vomiting reaction. Why did she vomit as soon as she came back?"
Wang Yue stood up in fright, scolded her and chased her to the bathroom.
Fu Yanye walked to the living room angrily and sat down.
His father was not at home, but his grandparents were sitting on the sofa. When he came back, they stared at him unhappily.
"Don't think we don't know what happened last night. Your grandpa and I met friends there last night."
The old lady said.
"..."
Fu Yanye didn't expect that the private kitchen dish last night was so popular.
The old man sighed and asked him in a low voice, "That Li Yuqing didn't do anything to your wife last night, right?"
"They are very polite."
Fu Yanye also lowered his voice.
After hearing this, the old man was full of trust, nodded, and said, "Luckily that boy Su Bai sealed the club in time yesterday, so the news was not exposed today, right?"
As soon as he heard the old man praising Su Bai, Fu Yanye remembered the way Su Bai looked at Zhuo Jian last night, and suddenly became a little nervous and asked, "Is it possible that in your heart, your grandson is not as good as Su Bai?"
"Is that the news you asked someone to block?"
"Um."
Fu Yanye originally didn't want to mention this issue. It was related to his wife's reputation and he didn't need anyone else to deal with it, but he also didn't want people to misunderstand that it was someone else's marriage.
Zhuo Jian was supported by Wang Yue and walked back from the bathroom when she heard his um.
"Sit down slowly. Occasionally vomiting is a normal reaction. Don't be too nervous. I'll give you something sour later to calm you down."
Wang Yue said.
The old lady and the old man felt a little distressed when they saw Zhuo Jian's eyes turning red. The old lady couldn't help leaning forward to look at her, "Baby, can you hold on? Do you want to go upstairs and take a nap first?"
"Grandma, I'm fine. Morning sickness is a normal reaction."
Zhuo Jian laughed, not wanting the elders to worry.
Fu Yanye frowned and looked at his bare hands, thinking that you started laughing at others again.
The old lady nodded after hearing this, and glanced at her grandson accidentally. When she lowered her eyes, she saw his empty hand, "Where is your ring?"
Fu Yanye raised his hand and turned it over in front of his eyes, and then laughed: "Your precious granddaughter-in-law won't let me wear it."