Fu Yanye stopped talking and looked outside.

But his profile was obviously grim.

After returning to the old house, the house was very lively.

The three little ones were busy with their own business, while the elders sat around the sofa in the living room, but their eyes were fixed on them, admiring them non-stop.

Seeing them coming back, the old lady said happily: "Jian Jian, dear, grandma misses you so much."

"Jian Jian misses grandma too."

Zhuo Jian stepped forward and bent down to hug the old lady.

"Oh, our baby Jian Jian has become beautiful again after not seeing each other for a few days. Her skin is much rosier."

The old lady looked at Zhuo Jian and praised him.

"Thanks to Boss Fu for cooking delicious food for me every day."

Zhuo Jian said sweetly.

"Really? Boss Fu is so considerate now?"

The old lady said and looked at her grandson again.

Fu Yanye said nothing and sat down on the sofa, still posing on his face.

Wang Yue glanced at his son and asked him: "What's going on? Who made you unhappy?"

Zhuo Jian turned to look at him, thinking about what he said in the car, she sighed helplessly, and then sat down next to him.

"Dad, there is a parent-teacher meeting tomorrow, will you go?"

Chengcheng suddenly ran over and lay on his lap and asked him.

"Not going."

Fu Yanye made an irritated sound.

He doesn't want to go anywhere now, he just wants the woman next to him to make him happy.

"oh."

Chengcheng agreed sadly, and then looked at Zhuo Jian pitifully, "Mommy, are you going to attend Chengcheng's parent-teacher meeting? The teacher said that she wants to praise Chengcheng."

"Go, you must go, your father and I will both go."

Zhuo Jian immediately expressed his position.

"Yes, grandma will go too."

"..."

Everyone looked at Wang Yue in surprise.

"What's wrong? What's wrong with me going to my grandson's parents' meeting?"

Wang Yue said, she bought the school a few days ago, so she can't go to a parent-teacher meeting?

——

After dinner, the old man took Fu Yanye to play chess with him. Zhuo Jian, Wang Yue and the old lady chatted nearby until Chengqing fell asleep in her arms. Zhuo Jian hugged Chengqing and went upstairs to sleep.

By twenty-three o'clock, she was already drowsy, and Fu Yanye hadn't gone upstairs yet.

Zhuo Jian climbed up and suddenly had an epiphany.

Boss Fu, who always loves to go to bed early, is angry that he suddenly doesn't know how to go to bed so late.

Just because of the new host?

Zhuo Jian frowned when he was thinking about something, and sighed helplessly after thinking about it.

He turned around and found his cell phone to send a message to Fu Yanye: "Hubby, go to sleep."

The man who was drinking tea and playing chess downstairs was unmoved when he saw the phone next to him light up and continued to focus on his business.

The old man took a step forward and asked him: "Are you having trouble with Jian Jian again?"

"No."

Fu Yanye made a very faint sound.

"You just have a bad temper and are five years older than Jian Jianbai."

"..."

Fu Yanye had nothing to say.

"It's okay for you to be angry. You can control the heat yourself. Jian Jian is timid, so don't scare her anymore, eh?"

The old man said as he finished.

"You lost."

Fu Yanye suddenly hit a chess piece on the old man's chess piece.

"You brat, I'm telling you about the two of you. You can take advantage of my distraction."

When the old man saw it, his face immediately dropped.

It was clear just now that he was going to win.

Tonight, the old man lost three games in a row.

"You shouldn't be distracted."
Chapter completed!