In the dark, someone suddenly told her at the door that her daughter was hungry.

Zhuo Jian's heart felt a little unbearable, but soon Fu Yanye came to her with her daughter in her arms. She took it and said, "I'll go upstairs and take a bath before feeding her."

"Then give it to me."

Fu Yanye suddenly went to her arms to get her daughter back.

Zhuo Jian: "..."

Fu Yanye's finger joints were very hard, and it hurt her chest when he poked her.

Fu Yanye didn't seem to notice at all. He just hugged his daughter and left. Halfway through, he turned around and said, "Let's go."

Zhuo Jian just rubbed her breasts with his hands.

She didn't believe he didn't feel it just now.

She is no longer at an airport.

After going upstairs, Zhuo Jian saw that Fu Yanye and her daughter had not stopped even after returning to the master bedroom, and she was going to the princess room.

Just as he walked to the door, he was suddenly grabbed by someone and pulled directly into the master bedroom: "Wash here, we will wait for you here."

Zhuo Jian felt that his wrist was about to be broken by him, and he frowned in pain.

Fu Yanye realized that he had used too much force and let her go.

Zhuo Jian rubbed her wrists and entered the bathroom.

When he came out in his nightgown, he saw Fu Yanye still lying on the bed. Of course, he still had his precious daughter in his arms.

I recall that when she gave birth to Chengcheng, he was never so clingy.

It seems that the daughter is really her father's lover in the past life. Otherwise, how could she be so clingy in this life?

Zhuo Jian walked over, knelt on the bed with one knee, and bent down to hug her daughter.

"It is said that feeding is better when you lie on your side. It will make it easier for both of you."

"I'll give you two choices. One is that my daughter and I will sleep in this room, and you can sleep in her room. The other is to stop talking nonsense and leave us alone."

"..."

Fu Yanye's head was a little hot, and he always felt that he should be the one to make the choice.

Zhuo Jian glanced at him, picked up Chengtian, but did not leave immediately. She hugged Chengtian and sat down on the bed, with her back to him: "You should have received the indictment from the court, right?"

"I will file a statement of defence."

Fu Yanye's eyes were bottomless and he replied coldly.

"We can negotiate a divorce on our own, and we just start our own new lives, and everything else can remain unchanged."

"What's the meaning?"

Fu Yanye looked at her, feeling depressed about her ruthlessness.

"The children will still be with their grandparents. I have to work, so I can't take care of them all the time."

"Besides the kids?"

Fu Yanye understood, but was not satisfied.

"Besides children? Do we have anything else?"

Zhuo Jian looked at her little daughter who was eating, and could not imagine that there was something else between them.

"there is none left."

Fu Yanye replied to her, but his voice was cold to the core.

Zhuo Jian also felt cold in her heart. She knew very well whether he was there or not, but she just had enough.

Fu Yanye casually grabbed something next to him and stuffed it into his arms. When he lowered his sharp black eyes, he found it was her pillow, and he suddenly felt sour.

——

At nine o'clock that morning, Fu Yanye and Zhuo Jian sat in the court's mediation room.

Fu Yanye was sitting there in a black suit, as if he were a sacred and inviolable palace in the dark night.

Zhuo Jian was wearing a light gray comfortable suit, her hair was tied with an ordinary black hairband at the back of her neck, and she was holding her mobile phone in her hand.

Jian Qian just sent a message saying that there was a meeting at eleven o'clock.

She turned to look at Fu Yanye. The staff talked for half an hour, but he didn't say a word. She had no choice but to call him: "Mr. Fu."

"We decided to reconcile."

Fu Yanye finally spoke.

staff member:"......"

Zhuo Jian: "..."
Chapter completed!