But Chengcheng couldn't see it, clasped her little hands together, looked at him again and called out: "Mom?"
Fu Yanye almost let go of his hold, but in the end she just held him and lay on the bed.
"That woman will never come back."
Fu Yanye murmured and gently patted Chengcheng's shoulder.
Chengcheng didn't understand, so she took a bite, put her little hands into his arms, and fell asleep again.
But he couldn't sleep.
He can stop others from mentioning that woman, but can he stop his own son?
Fu Yanye looked at Chengcheng's little head, and suddenly remembered the hateful look in her eyes when they parted.
He has set her free, she should be happy and grateful.
Why do you still want him to have no son?
She is really cruel.
How much does she love her son?
She didn't abandon her for another man she had known for a short time, and she still said she hated him. Is she worthy?
——
When Wang Yue woke up in the morning and saw that her grandson was not around, she was startled and took pictures of the person sleeping next to her: "Honey, get up quickly. Chengcheng is gone?"
"Huh? I was taken away by your son last night."
Fu Zhengzheng opened his eyes, replied and then fell asleep again.
Wang Yue listened and then remembered that the boy would take her grandson to his room to sleep when he came back these days.
After lying down again, she couldn't fall asleep. She couldn't help but sigh and asked, "Is this the case for Aye and Jian Jian?"
"You've already thought about it, haven't you? If they don't have enough fate, they'll break up. As long as they both get along well."
"But I can't calm down in my heart. When I see our son, I feel panicked. He said that we will live our own lives in the future, but look at him like that."
The more Wang Yue thought about it, the more distressed she became, and she even complained about Zhuo Jian in her heart.
"What is he like? People will suffer for a while when they fall out of love."
Fu Zhengzheng couldn't sleep anymore, so he looked at the lights on the roof and chatted with her.
"Huh, you know this very well."
"..."
"Then how long do you think he will have to suffer? It's been more than a year."
"In a few years, your son will..."
Fu Zhengzheng said.
"Then, do you think they have to go through divorce procedures? Otherwise, what does this mean?"
Wang Yue turned to look at Fu Zhengzheng and asked.
Fu Zhengzheng thought for a while and called Fu Yanye to the study after breakfast.
Fu Zhengzheng stood by the window and looked at the people watering the lawn downstairs. When Fu Zhengzheng asked him about the divorce, he said, "I will find someone to draft a divorce agreement and send it to her."
Fu Zhengzheng didn't expect that his son would be so indifferent when such a sensitive topic was mentioned.
But now, what else can be done?
Fu Zhengzheng nodded: "You are right to think about it this way. You two grew up together, so don't blame each other too much. It's nothing more than fate, but Jian Jian gave birth to Cheng Cheng, which can be regarded as a blessing to our family.
Well, don't be too stingy when you get a divorce. Many people can still get along as friends and family members after they can't become husband and wife."
"we will not."
Fu Yanye looked outside and replied ruthlessly.
Fu Zhengzheng raised his eyes to look at him and couldn't help but sigh.
This is a sign of not giving up.
Just pretending to be free and easy.
"Then you can do it, but I don't think your divorce should be delayed too long."
Fu Zhengzheng reminded him.
Fu Yanye didn't speak any more. He looked outside and couldn't see anything clearly.
All the scenery has become deserted and unworthy of appreciation.