"That's because the woman accompanying you is special, but you don't realize that you and Sheng Xin are very ambiguous?"
"Even if it's ambiguous, but we are divorced, does it matter?"
"..."
Zhuo Jian's question left him speechless.
There was an aunt waiting behind me, and as I listened to the two of them chatting, I couldn't help but look at them curiously.
If they really get divorced, from now on the man will love the woman and they will be happy, and no one will be able to control the other.
Auntie feels a little sorry for their eldest young master.
Fu Yanye stared at her for a long time, feeling a little itchy in his back teeth.
Seeing that he stopped talking, Zhuo Jian asked him, "Can I have dinner in peace?"
Fu Yanye gently put his chopsticks on the table: "Please."
Zhuo Jian didn't care about the prickliness of his words, she just wanted to have dinner.
Fu Yanye saw that she had a good appetite, but he was still hungry. If she should have let him eat more before, and even helped him pick up food, but now she was indifferent to him, he couldn't help but feel unhappy.
He said to her: "I'm going to use the bathroom in the master bedroom to take a shower later. You know, I have a mysophobia about other rooms."
"Then my son and I have gone to bed tonight. You can just sleep in the master bedroom. There is no need to run to the guest room."
"..."
"I didn't think carefully before. Regardless of whether you come back or not, as long as I come, I will stay in my son's room."
"..."
Fu Yanye raised his hand to press his stomach, and suddenly he just stared at her angrily.
I really have no appetite at all.
Could she be any more hateful?
The aunt finally couldn't stand it anymore and said tactfully: "The young master must want to sleep with his parents."
Zhuo Jian suddenly blushed with embarrassment and glanced at her aunt.
Auntie winked at her.
Zhuo Jian sighed inwardly and continued to eat elegantly.
But Fu Yanye covered his stomach with one hand and put his other hand on the table holding chopsticks. He looked at Zhuo Jian arrogantly and said, "What's the use of the young master? The young master's mother doesn't want to."
Zhuo Jian: "..."
When she raised her head, she saw that the mood in his eyes was not good. For some reason, she felt that there was a hint of loneliness in his arrogant eyes, which made her feel distressed.
In fact, if she didn't have a child and she couldn't take it away, she probably wouldn't be in Fu's house now.
Now that she has a child, she wants to leave cruelly, but is afraid that the child will find out and blame her when they grow up. She still wants to be like Mama Hao, in addition to being a successful TV personality.
So after thinking about it, she finally put down her chopsticks gently and said, "I'm done eating. You eat slowly."
Fu Yanye didn't expect that she would suddenly get up and leave.
When she passed by, something in his heart seemed about to explode.
This is not the result he wants.
He didn't want her to eat poorly.
He just wanted her to look at him, even if she just wanted to say something nice to him.
He wanted to pick up chopsticks and take a few bites of rice, but she wouldn't eat. He just had to eat until he was full.
However, after putting a mouthful of rice into his mouth, he couldn't swallow it. He could only chew hard, and the more he chewed, the more blurry his eyes became.
What the hell?
He is a grown man, how can he still shed tears?
Absolutely impossible.
Later, Zhuo Jian left, and the aunt didn't dare to speak anymore, because the atmosphere with their eldest young master was quite strange.
Fu Zhengzheng came back and handed Fu Yanye a cup of hot water.
Fu Yanye looked at the glass of water, and his eyes felt even more painful.