"I have to accompany Tongtong." Shiyang said softly, "How about you stay at Mr. Tang's place tonight? Tomorrow is the weekend, so you don't have to catch up with work."
Fu Jingchuan: "I recognize the bed."
Shiyang: "..." Didn't he sleep soundly in her small two-bedroom bedroom?
Fu Jingchuan's eyes have turned to Tongtong, who is being held by Shiyang: "Tongtong, please sleep with your aunt at home first, and let mom come pick up dad, okay?"
Tongtong nodded: "Okay."
Fu Jingchuan looked at Shiyang: "I'll ask the driver to pick you up. Come here."
Shiyang hesitated for a moment: "Can't you just ask the driver to take you back? There's no need to torment the driver like this."
Fu Jingchuan: "He gets overtime pay, and he is happy to earn this money."
Shiyang: "..."
"Fu Jingchuan." Shiyang called him softly, "What happened to you tonight?"
Fu Jingchuan looked at her and fell silent.
He didn't speak, just let his dark eyes look at her intently.
The black eyes were deep and heavy, like an abyss with no bottom.
"Shiyang." After a while, he finally spoke, his voice becoming hoarse, "I want to see you."
"..." Shiyang looked at him in surprise.
What surprised her was not just the simple and direct way he told her that he wanted to see her.
They didn't see each other for a long time, and they didn't live apart.
They lived together, got up together in the morning, picked up their children and went to the company together, and they didn't even see each other for more than 24 hours.
He didn't go home, but suddenly told her that he wanted to see her.
"What happened?" Shiyang asked softly.
"No." Fu Jingchuan calmly dismissed this possibility, but his dark eyes looked at her with an almost stubborn toughness, "I'll wait for you here in Tang Shaoyu. The driver will arrive in about twenty minutes. He will contact you when he arrives."
After saying that, Fu Jingchuan hung up the phone directly, and his cell phone was thrown into the sofa.
Fu Jingchuan also sat down heavily on the sofa.
Tang Shaoyu, who had been watching the video call between the two, looked puzzled: "What kind of temper are you having?"
"No." He denied coldly and briefly.
"Come on, don't I understand you?" Tang Shaoyu whispered, "You don't want their mother and daughter to worry, and you would rather hide here to vent your emotions than bring your negative emotions back to them. Now that you have vented your emotions, why are you still there?" Is He Shiyangzhi out of breath?"
He couldn't understand Fu Jingchuan's sudden sulking. The only possibility was the child's phone call.
He was right to see the light flashing in his dark eyes when he saw Shiyang's phone, and the sudden dimming in his eyes when he saw the child on the other end of the phone.
The moment he saw Shiyang's phone call, he probably had expectations in his heart.
Later, his expectations were dashed and his children repeatedly confirmed that Shiyang had never looked for him. The fact that she didn't care whether he came back or not probably hurt his heart.
Thinking of the way Fu Jingchuan repeatedly checked with the children on the phone whether Shiyang had mentioned him, Tang Shaoyu couldn't help but shake his head and smile.
Men who fall in love will indeed become childish.
Fu Jingchuan just gave him a cold look and said nothing. His handsome face turned to the balcony, looking at the vast night outside, and the lines on his profile were still slightly tense.
Tang Shaoyu didn't bother him and turned around to tease his cat.
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Shiyang rushed over more than forty minutes later.
She had to come.
The driver drove directly to the downstairs of the unit.
If she doesn't go down, he won't dare to leave.
When Shiyang went to ring the doorbell, Tang Shaoyu came over and opened the door.
"Mr. Tang."
Shiyang greeted him politely.
Tang Shaoyu smiled: "Come here so quickly."
Shiyang smiled sheepishly and glanced into the room instinctively, "Is Mr. Fu still in there?"
"Here you are, just resting in the living room."
Tang Shaoyu said as he welcomed Shiyang into the house.
Shiyang glanced at Fu Jingchuan sitting on the sofa.
He didn't know whether he had fallen asleep or was resting with his eyes closed. His head was slightly leaning back on the back of the sofa, and his eyes were closed tightly.
"Old Fu."
Tang Shaoyu called him, "Shiyang is here."
"Yes." After a vague and hoarse response, Fu Jingchuan opened his eyes and turned to look at Shiyang.
Shiyang was still standing at the corner between the entrance and the living room, looking a little reserved.
Seeing him look over, she asked him softly: "Are you okay?"
"fine."
Fu Jingchuan also replied softly. He stood up with his elbows on the back of the sofa. He didn't know whether he was drunk or because he just woke up. His body swayed a little when he stood up.
Shiyang subconsciously stepped forward to support him.
Fu Jingchuan turned to look at her, but did not push her away. Instead, he leaned half of his body against her.
A faint smell of alcohol came from him.
Shiyang couldn't help but frowned: "Have you drank a lot?"
"It's not a lot." Fu Jingchuan said, half leaning on her, and his open arms wrapped around her shoulders.
"Is Tongtong asleep?" he asked.
"Well, I just came here after I put her to sleep." Shiyang replied softly, turned around and said goodbye to Tang Shaoyu, "Mr. Tang, let's go back first. I won't disturb you tonight."
Tang Shaoyu smiled and said: "Why bother me? Pay attention to safety on the road."
"Okay, thank you Mr. Tang."
Shiyang thanked him softly.
The Ragdoll cat on the side also said "Meow..." as if to say goodbye. Shiyang couldn't help but look at the Ragdoll cat. It was groomed beautifully and carefully, not quite like Tang Shaoyu, a grown man.
In her impression, Tang Shaoyu's personality was a bit cheerful and carefree.
She thought someone like him would have a large dog instead of a cat.
Fu Jingchuan also glanced at the Ragdoll Cat.
As the host, Tang Shaoyu greeted with a smile: "Tangyuan, goodbye to my brother and sister."
Fu Jingchuan: "..."
Shiyang: "..." I always feel that "brother and sister" is a bit strange when used for her and Fu Jingchuan.
The well-behaved ragdoll cat meowed "meow..." again.
"Your cat is so cute." Shiyang couldn't help but praise.
"Yeah, I think so too." When his cat was praised, Tang Shaoyu couldn't help but want to show off the cat, "When I said I wanted to keep one, many of my friends thought it was unbelievable and thought that even if they wanted to keep a pet, they should get a dog. . Raising a dog is not as easy as it is for me now. I have to walk the dog every day. We are so busy at work, so we don’t have time to walk it. It’s better to keep it more worry-free. It’s beautiful and well-behaved.”
Shi Yang smiled and nodded: "Yeah."
"Go back first."
Fu Jingchuan quietly interrupted the conversation between the two. While he was speaking, Shi Yang let go of Shi Yang and walked out, staggering slightly.
Shiyang quickly stepped forward to support him.
The driver is still waiting downstairs.
Seeing Shiyang helping Fu Jingchuan down, he quickly opened the back seat door of the car.
Shiyang helped Fu Jingchuan get into the car, and he followed suit.
Fu Jingchuan sat on the inside of the car. As soon as he got in the car, he leaned back on the seat, closed his eyes, and looked a little tired.
Shiyang didn't disturb him and sat quietly in front of the car door on the other side.
The car stopped downstairs of Shiyang's unit more than ten minutes later.
Just when Shiyang was about to turn around and call Fu Jingchuan, Fu Jingchuan had already opened his eyes.
"Let's go."
After whispering, he opened the door and got out of the car.
Shiyang also quickly opened the door and got out of the car, but still stepped forward to help him out of habit.
Fu Jingchuan actually didn't need help. Although he drank some wine, he was not drunk.
He didn't push Shiyang away, but let her help him into the elevator and go upstairs.
Worried that the sound of the door opening would wake up Tongtong, the two went to the studio next door.
Shi Yang directly helped Fu Jingchuan to the bathroom door.
"You go take a bath first." She said softly, "I'll find clothes for you and make you some hangover soup."
After saying that, he took off his hand on his shoulder and turned to leave.
My wrist was suddenly pulled.
Shiyang turned to look at him in confusion.
Fu Jingchuan did not look back at her, but the palm holding her wrist suddenly exerted force. Shiyang was pulled towards Fu Jingchuan, and with a "bump" of the door closing, she was dragged into the bathroom.
