Yes, if you are not in good health, how can you fight against him?
"Thanks."
Zhuo Jian was moved and smiled at her.
Zhong Mai also laughed: "Actually, you have your own plans, right? It's just that the opponent is too strong, so I haven't figured out where to start yet. Zhuo Jian, I won't advise you to swallow your anger. Why do we women have to compromise? But you have to follow yourself.
Keep your heart in mind and don’t do anything you regret.”
Follow your heart?
Zhuo Jian lowered his eyes and tried to ask his own heart.
She wanted to leave here, leave Fu Yanye, and leave City A.
She wants to fly far away.
But she wanted to take the children with her.
But now that the children have been sent to the old house, what should she do to get the elders to give them to her?
It was impossible. She knew from the beginning to the end that if she really thought that the elders in the old house would let her take the child away, she would be just being crazy.
"I have a meeting later, so I have to leave. If you need someone to chat with you or use the trash can to vent, you can call me."
Zhong Mai knew that she was actually very strong inside, so Zhong Mai didn't say too much comfort.
Just a phone call?
Zhuo Jian looked around him, with no luster in his eyes.
Probably, it's at his place.
She fainted when she went to find Fu Yanye. All her things were at his place at that time.
Nearly half an hour later, Zhuo Jian heard the door knock, turned around and saw Fu Yanye going straight into the bathroom, only to come out five minutes later.
Fu Yanye walked to her while touching his bruised chin, which had been beaten, and saw the letter lying beside her bed.
The writing on it was a bit ugly, and he could tell at a glance that it wasn't written by her.
Fu Yanye picked up the piece of paper and looked at it carefully.
Give me your phone back.
I only eat food cooked by the hospital.
After Fu Yanye read the words, he casually placed the piece of paper on the table next to her. If nothing unexpected happened, she might want to use it again in the future.
"I can't give you my cell phone for the time being. You like to eat food from the hospital, so I won't do it anymore."
He said to her in a lackluster manner, but his tone contained his usual intolerance of resistance.
Zhuo Jian didn't say anything after hearing this, nor did she look at him. She turned sideways and continued to face him.
Fu Yanye felt disturbed.
He planned to hold back and follow her. If she didn't want to, he would ignore her and let her take care of herself first.
But just now, before she came in, the doctor said that in order for her to recover, her mood was the most important thing.
He was suddenly upset, and he allowed himself to lose his patience.
He bent down, quickly pulled away the quilt on her shoulders, held her shoulders and made her face him, "Zhuo Jian, do you still want to leave me?"
Zhuo Jian endured the pain in her shoulders and looked at him indifferently.
"Let me tell you, you can never take my son to hang out with that ghost named Sheng again. I don't care what you think of me. In short, if you dare to escape, I don't mind trapping you in a cage."
There were red bloodshot eyes in his black eyes, as well as unconcealable anger.
So many people wanted to take her away from him, but he wanted the whole world to know that no one could take her away, and no one could take her away.
Fu Yanye looked at the tears dryly falling from the corners of her eyes, and his heart remained the same. Then he gently pressed his thumbs on the tears on both sides of her eyes, still angry, "I know you don't want to, but Zhuo Jian, I, Fu Yan
Ye left the words here today, you have no choice, you'd better accept your fate, huh?"
The ward became silent. He thought of her shoulder pain and let go of her, but looked at her trembling lips and couldn't help but lean forward to kiss her.
Zhuo Jian reflexively turned away her face immediately.
Fu Yanye wanted to hold her hand, but her hand also clenched into a fist.
