"Feel sorry."

He stopped suddenly and smiled at her.

He's not good at smiling so apologetically, but...

Zhuo Jian looked at him until she saw him walking into the guest room, her hands holding the cold handrails, and gradually her heart began to turn upside down.

His vision was blurred again, his breath was dull, and then tears burst out of his eyes.

He said sorry?

Will he say sorry?

Is he really the Fu Yanye she knew?

Zhuo Jian was a little unsure. What happened? That made him decide to take her son back to Shengyuan with her after one night? What happened that made him suddenly say sorry to her?

He could just ignore her like before.

The more Zhuo Jian thought about it, he didn't know why he suddenly felt angry.

She turned around and went back to the room. After closing the door, she still couldn't calm down the sultry feeling in her heart for a long time.

He is really too bad.

Always leaving her defenseless.

——

When she woke up the next morning, she saw a man standing at the window from a distance, holding Chengcheng and looking at the scenery?

She slowly got up. That figure was Fu Yanye.

"What are you looking at?"

she asked sitting on the bed.

The father and son heard her voice and turned their heads.

"Mom, mom is awake."

Chengcheng was so happy that she wanted to applaud.

Fu Yanye looked at his son with a smile, then walked towards her: "Look at the sea."

"Is the sea nice?"

Zhuo Jian reached out to hug Chengcheng, but Fu Yanye placed him beside her instead of on top of her.

Zhuo Jian still happily touched Chengcheng's head: "Are our babies so happy?"

"Mom, good morning."

Chengcheng crawled towards her and threw her down on the bed.

"oh!"

Zhuo Jian's ribs hurt from being pressed by him, but she was still very happy.

"You didn't let him talk before when you were sleeping, probably..."

Fu Yanye didn't finish speaking. Seeing her smiling so childishly, he suddenly couldn't continue.

It seemed that no words could match her hearty smile.

Zhuo Jian turned to look at him: "What did you just say?"

"Nothing, I want breakfast later."

"Mom, mom, breakfast."

Listening to Fu Yanye's words, Chengcheng suddenly began to search the collar of her pajamas with her little hands.

Zhuo Jian: "Baby."

Fu Yanye stared straight at it, and gradually frowned.

The next moment, Chengcheng was lifted up from Zhuo Jian and carried away.

"..."

Zhuo Jian was a little shy at first, but when she saw him looking at Chengcheng so seriously, she immediately explained, "He is only two years old."

"From now on, you can take the twins to sleep, and I'll take him to sleep."

"..."

Fu Yanye lowered his head after watching her finish speaking. When he saw something he shouldn't have seen, he immediately turned his head and said, "I'll take him out first. You get up and wash up quickly. It's time to have breakfast."

"oh."

Zhuo Jian agreed in a muffled voice, and after he left, he couldn't help but look at the vacuum inside himself.

Was he ashamed just now?

He wasn't like that before.
Chapter completed!