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Chapter 1792

Zhuo Jian walked in. When Chengcheng saw her, he ran to her side and hugged her waist: "Mommy, my sister smiled at me."

"Really? Then you must be doing a great job as a big brother,"

"certainly."

Chengcheng let go of her, happily crossed her arms and puffed out her chest, proudly.

Zhuo Jian smiled and took him inside.

"Jian Jian is back."

The old lady said hello.

"Well, grandma, mom, is this girl good today?"

Zhuo Jian looked at her daughter in Wang Yue's arms and asked.

"Be well behaved. I have never seen a child who is better behaved than our little princess. Oh my, no one should praise me for being so good."

Wang Yue is even more proud when talking about her granddaughter.

"Jian Jian, won't your husband come back for dinner today?"

the old lady suddenly asked.

Zhuo Jian raised his eyes and looked at the old lady, and suddenly remembered what he said in the morning, "He said he had a dinner tonight."

"Is that so? Then you can call him and tell him not to drink as much as possible."

said the old lady.

"good."

Zhuo Jian agreed, holding her daughter in her arms and calling Fu Yanye.

The answer came quickly, "Hello?"

"Grandma asked me to tell you, try not to drink."

"Well, I haven't gotten off work yet. I'll take Li Heng there later."

The implication is that Li Heng drank.

"Well, then..."

"Tell him to come back early."

The old lady said again.

Zhuo Jian reflexively glanced at the old lady, and then said to the phone: "Come back early, grandma said."

Fu Yanye held the phone to his ear, looked at the documents on the table and smiled: "I know."

Didn't say much.

Zhuo Jian hung up the phone, feeling something was wrong.

Normally, he would definitely question her, saying it must be grandma who said it.

But from last night to now, he always says he knows.

Wang Yue and the old lady were a little worried when they looked at Zhuo Jian. They always felt that she explained too much. Didn't she care about her husband?

After dinner, Chengcheng and her brothers went to take a bath, so she took Chengtian to take a bath. When the bedroom door rang, she didn't hear it at all.

Until the bathroom door was opened, she faced the door and looked up to see it.

Fu Yanye stood there, looking inside with half-squinted eyes, very calm.

But not long after, he said: "I'll come back later."

Zhuo Jian: "..."

She was completely stunned.

I don't know whether it was from the bath water or from him looking at me, but my face was red.

But Orange Sweet was still floating on the water, patting the water with her hands.

Didn't you notice your dad at all?

Didn't hear the sound?

Seeing Cheng Tian playing in the water so happily, Zhuo Jian had to relax.

However, he came back before ten o'clock?

When she took Chengtian out after taking a shower, he was already standing at the door in his nightgown.

"Has it been washed?"

"Um."

As he asked, he took Chengtian's arms and walked to the bed, kissing Chengtian's face.

Zhuo Jian followed dully behind and touched the back of his neck a little awkwardly.

I don't know why, but I feel a little numb.

Fu Yanye hugged Chengtian and gently placed her on the bed, saying in a low voice: "Her pajamas."

Zhuo Jian reacted, half-knelt on the bed and took out the small clothes that had been placed inside.

Fu Yanye's hands were very gentle, and Cheng Tian was quite happy being turned around.

Zhuo Jian was watching from the side and forgot to look back.

Fu Yanye placed his daughter in the middle, turned to look at her and asked, "Why are you still standing here?"

"Um?"
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