When Aunt Su came in and asked Nie Changhuan to eat, she saw Nie Changhuan standing motionless in front of the window. She thought there was something outside the window. She looked over and found that there was nothing but a few stray pedestrians below.
She shook her hand in front of Nie Changhuan: "Changhuan, what are you looking at?"
Nie Changhuan suddenly returned to his senses. The first time he looked down at his mobile phone, she then saw the suspicious-looking Aunt Su beside her sideways. She hid the mobile phone behind her back and smiled reluctantly: "Nothing, are you looking for me? "
Aunt Su stared at her again: "The meal is ordered, I want you to eat, hurry up, it's cold now, and the food is cooling quickly."
Nie Changhuan nodded: "You go out first, and I will come out as soon as I make a call."
After Aunt Su went out, Nie Changhuan slowly lifted Fangfo's heavy mobile phone, unlocked the screen of the mobile phone, and read the text message again.
It was sent from an unfamiliar number. The content of the text message was: Do you know that your man Fu Xingye is secretly raising his and Chu Yan's children? That child is now over a year old.
Nie Changhuan’s gaze fell on the last tone of voice, and she could imagine the triumphant and ready-to-see joke gesture of the person who texted herself, so she took a long breath and sent a text message back to the number: this one I knew it a long time ago, but thank you for your kind reminder.
As a result, a message was sent over there immediately. The content of the message was the address of a villa in the suburbs.
Nie Changhuan was about to delete the information, and asked her over there again: So you even know the villa that your man specially hid Fu Chucheng
Nie Changhuan did not reply again.
She endured and endured, and finally did not hold back, and called Fu Xingye over.
Fu Xingye took a long time before answering.
Nie Changhuan pretended to ask: "Are you busy? Why did you answer the phone so long?"
"It's not busy, just... I went to the bathroom."
There was an inconspicuous pause in Fu Xing’s unspoken words, but it made Nie Changhuan’s heart suddenly caught by a big hand, and her breathing was not smooth. At the same time, a fire was burning bang, she was afraid that she would burst , At the last minute, she hung up the phone.
As she tried to calm her anger while holding the phone, she kept unlocking the phone screen.
Ironically, she just hung up the phone like this, but Fu Xingye did not call her again.
Presumably, he is really busy, very busy.
Even though the emotions in his heart were already overwhelming, Nie Changhuan didn't want to affect the family, let alone let them see the clues. After only a few minutes, he pretended to be okay and walked out.
Liu Zheng and both were lying at the table, and they were putting things in their small satchels. While dressing, they excitedly said to Liu Zheng: "Uncle, when we are at the playground with Dad, I will carry a satchel. 、Will it look good with my blue gauze skirt?"
Liu Zheng nodded earnestly: "We look good in everything we wear well."
Nunus mouth, a pair of Liu Zheng's answer was completely uninspiring. When he looked up and saw Nie Changhuan standing there, he immediately shook the small satchel in his hand at Nie Changhuan: "Mom, what do you think?"
Nie Changhuan looked expectantly, and then thought that Fu Xingye was probably with Fu Chucheng now, her eyes were sore, and her tears almost fell.
She quickly concealed her emotions, and walked to the dining table while lowering her eyebrows. After sitting down on a chair, she raised her eyes and looked at the bag she was holding in her hand. She deliberately hesitated and nodded: " good looking."
Liu Zheng was so sensitive that he immediately noticed Nie Changhuan's abnormality, so he immediately stared at Nie Changhuan.
Seeing Liu Zheng doing this well, he also reacted with hindsight: "Mom, what's the matter?"
"It's okay, it's just..." Nie Changhuan smiled apologetically, "That's because my mother may have to attend a business meeting on weekends, so I probably won't be able to accompany you to the playground."
"Ah..." He lowered his eyes in disappointment.
Nie Changhuan felt terribly uncomfortable: In fact, she didn't have much entertainment on the weekend, but if Fu Xingye was really raising Fu Chucheng, then it is very likely that Fu Xingye could refuse the previous one and could temporarily release the pigeons this time.
If Fu Xingye really releases pigeons temporarily, then she lied that she didn't have time, which made the playground agreement unable to continue.
The expectation for Fu Xingye's father is so high, she really doesn't want to be disappointed again, nor does she want the two father and daughter to be separated because of some undecided things.
Seeing that the two mothers and daughters stopped talking, Liu Zheng quickly comforted him and said: "It's okay. My sister hasn't said that the time for socializing must be on Saturday. Maybe the socializing is on Sunday. Then, let's just You can still go to the playground, right?"
Nie Changhuan also nodded in agreement, comforting her not to be sad anymore.
It was so good, and immediately nodded with a smile.
In a blink of an eye, it was the day before the agreed date. Nie Changhuan kept his cell phone for a day, but did not receive any news from Fu Xingye.
Nie Changhuan wanted to call him, and felt that what was the point of doing so, as if he was begging for alms.
But without this call, all kinds of doubts and anger piled up in my heart, the higher the pile, the thicker the pile, so that Nie Changhuan slept in a daze all night, as if he was not asleep, and waited until the next day. At the time, she opened her eyes tiredly, because when she turned over and got out of bed, the buttons of her pajamas were not buttoned up right away, and the emotions accumulated last night immediately exploded.
She couldn't hold back, picking up the phone and sending Fu Xingye several WeChat messages asking him if he had forgotten to go to the amusement park.
However, Fu Xingye did not reply.
There was already a sound of excitement with Liu Zheng from outside the bedroom, and the sound of footsteps was coming towards her bedroom.
Nie Changhuan wanted to put on a smile, but she couldn't do it until the door was pushed open and the two children walked in front of her.
Looking up at her, the smile on her little face slowly disappeared: "Mom, are you going to work today?"
Nie Changhuan hummed, but his voice was clearly choked.
She coughed, and suddenly she didn't know what to do.
After a good silence for a while, he asked uncertainly: "Then dad is coming here today?"
Nie Changhuan was silent for several seconds before shaking his head: "No, I just called him and told him not to come over, and I agreed with him a new time."
My eyes are red, but I am still very sensible.
But when she watched her lower her head to play with the pendant of the small satchel, Nie Changhuan said with a stern: "I'm sorry, good, but there is still a lot of time in the future. We still have many opportunities to go to the amusement park, right?"
Originally disappointed, Liu Zheng, who had already concealed his emotions, also comforted him: "It doesn't matter, brother will be with us in the future. We still have a lifetime to go out and play together."
It's okay for Liu Zheng not to say it. When he said it, tears fell with a patter. She raised her hand and wiped her eyes, crying and said, "But I have been waiting for six years, so I don't want to wait anymore..."
This sentence successfully made Nie Changhuan's tears roll out.
Nie Changhuan gently hugged Liu Zheng, and then hugged Liu Zheng with his other hand: "I'm sorry, it's all my fault, I'm really sorry..."
Xia Guo was also resting today. Hearing the movement here, and after rushing over to understand the whole story, she was very disdainful and said, "It's such a big deal! Walk around, my sister will take you to a place that you have never been to before. It’s a fun place, I’m sure you are reluctant to think about it!"
With that said, she didn't care if she was still in tears, and she just dragged people and walked outside.
Nie Changhuan followed out and helped Xia Guo get the two children into the car, and saw that Haohao and Liu Zheng were completely happy again, and smiled gratefully at Xia Guo.
Xia Guo made an OK gesture at her, and drove the two children away.
Nie Changhuan kept watching the car go far before turning around and walking back. After entering the house, she immediately remembered the few text messages. The villa address in that text message was inexplicably and clearly printed deep in her mind!
Nie Changhuan grabbed the car key and turned and went downstairs again.
She entered the address in the previous text message in the navigation, and then with a cold face, she drove straight to the suburban villa.
Nie Changhuan knows something about this suburban villa. He knows that although he is a suburban villa, because of the excellent scenery nearby, and the pre-sales under the name of Feng Shui, he is very popular with those rich and famous who pay attention to auspiciousness. .
In other words, a villa here is not much cheaper than a villa in the center of Whale City.
It took Nie Changhuan a lot of work to enter the villa area, but the car would not let her in anyway. Nie Changhuan had to park the car outside the villa area, walk in all the way, and found the villa in front of the address given to it.
She stood on the side of the closed big iron gate and was about to check the house address. As soon as she looked up, she saw Fu Xingye and Fu Chucheng in the courtyard of the villa.
I don’t know if it was Fu Xingye who bought and prepared this villa for Fu Chucheng as early as when he was born, or Fu Xingye bought a second-hand villa directly with a lot of money. In short, even if it is winter, the villa is still lush and fresh, and it looks very beautiful. it is good.
In the yard of the villa there is an uncle Nie Changhuan doesn't know, and on the thickest branch, there is a swing like a child's play.
At this moment, Fu Chucheng was sitting on the swing and giggling, while Fu Xingye was standing beside him with one hand behind his head, while the other hand was holding the rope of the swing gently shaking.
This scene, like a knife, plunged straight into Nie Changhuan's heart.
But at the same time, the facts represented by this scene were like a fly that suddenly got into her throat in public, making her nauseous, nauseous and embarrassing.
At that moment, she thought about rushing in and grabbing Fu Xingye and questioning loudly, even giving him a slap in the face. But she can't do such a dishonest behavior.
She also thought about turning around and leaving, but her feet seemed to be cast on the ground by cement, so she couldn't lift it up. The same goes for a pair of eyes. I can't move or look away, so I want to keep watching, to see how Fu Xingye gets along with Fu Chucheng, and how Fu Xingye hides her from her.
This is extremely morbid.
When Fu Xingye found her and looked at her, Nie Changhuan looked away hastily.
Only then did she realize that she had burst into tears.
She turned around and left.
Fu Xingye was shocked, and he didn't even care that Fu Chucheng was still sitting in the swing chair and chased him directly.
He was in a hurry, so when he chased to the gate of the villa, Nie Changhuan, who was in high heels, walked out a dozen steps away. Fu Chucheng in the villa realized that after he was thrown away by Fu Xingye, he suddenly cried loudly!
But Fu Xingye didn't even look back at him, and decisively caught up with Nie Changhuan's wrist and blocked her with his body; "Huan'er!"
Nie Changhuan struggled calmly. She raised her head and looked at Fu Xingye without breaking free, and said calmly, "Let go."
"Huan'er, listen to me to explain, I can explain this matter, I..."
"Is there anything to explain? I saw it with my own eyes. Do you think I will be tricked by you again?" Nie Changhuan smiled indifferently, taking his other hand and trying to break Fu Xingye's hand without success. , She gave up altogether, and said gently, "Go back and take care of Fu Chucheng, don't waste time on me."
"Huan'er, you first..."
"I'm asking you to go back and take care of Fu Chucheng, can't you hear me?" Nie Changhuan was upset as he heard Fu Chucheng's heart-piercing cry. He didn't want to say a word any more, and struggled a few more times.
The more she struggled, the harder Fu Xingye held her hand.
"Huan'er, when I find a reliable aunt, I can go to accompany you and make peace with you immediately, and I will..."
"There is no future!" Nie Changhuan suddenly lost control, staring at Fu Xingye with red eyes, and repeated, "There is no future!"
"Do you really think you are the ninth-five-sovereign? What do you say wait for you, what do you say, you can accompany me to reconcile well?"
"Why am I waiting for you? Why?!"
Nie Changhuan sneered: "Fu Xingye, who do you think you are? Who do you think you are?!"
Tears are streaming down again.
Nie Changhuan didn’t want Fu Xingye to see her tears, didn’t want him to feel reluctant to bear him, and didn’t want him to know how sad and sad she was, so she sneered again, and when she raised her hand to wipe away her tears, her attention was lost. Fu Chucheng's cry was attracted
She suddenly remembered that Fu Chucheng was still on the swing.
She turned her face and lowered her fuzzy eyes, returning to calm and repeating the old saying: "Go back and take care of Fu Chucheng. I have something to do and I have to go."
Seeing that Fu Xingye still didn't respond, Nie Chang huanly reminded him: "If Fu Chucheng fell off the swing, would I be a sinner? So treat me as an innocent passerby. You should go back quickly."
Hearing this, Fu Xingye turned his head and glanced back. Only then did his attention really focus on listening to Fu Chucheng’s cries, because after hearing Fu Chucheng’s cries, he thought that the auntie cooking had already gone out to buy vegetables. Now the whole villa Fu Chucheng was the only one, and Fu Xingye hesitated.
Nie Changhuan had been watching him closely, so she immediately noticed his hesitation for a moment. Without hesitation, she took a step back, and at the same time she pulled her wrist out of his palm with brute force, and walked away quickly without looking back.
"Nie Changhuan!" Fu Xingye followed two steps.
Nie Changhuan simply took off the high heels on his feet and ran wildly, as if behind him was an abyss that was falling continuously.
Fu Chucheng cried louder, and his voice was already muted.
Fu Xingye gritted his teeth and hesitated for a few seconds, and finally ran back to the villa.
Fu Xingye was about to fall from the swing seat, one foot had already stepped out, and his face turned red from howling hard.
As soon as he saw Fu Xingye coming, he firmly grasped the swing rope with one hand, and stretched out one hand towards Fu Xingye, holding it constantly, and constantly calling "Dad" and "Dad" in his mouth.
This was taught by the aunt who was in charge of leading Fu Chucheng before, and that aunt indeed thought that Fu Xingye was Fu Chucheng's father. But after Fu Chucheng called the meeting, no matter how Fu Xingye taught him, he couldn't change it.
Originally, Fu Xingye was going to hug him directly, but as soon as he heard the sound of his father, he stopped and stared at Fu Chucheng with peachy eyes, even if Fu Chucheng was just over a year old. And stunted children.
Time passed like this for almost a minute. Just when Fu Chucheng was about to fall down, Fu Xingye calmed his face and pulled him out of the swing chair with one hand.
Fu Chu hugged his neck as soon as he was established, and the howling voice weakened, turning into a woof, like a wounded little beast.
Fu Xingye held him with one hand and immediately turned and walked outside the villa.
He walked swiftly in the direction where Nie Changhuan had left, watching as he walked, but he had walked to the door of the villa without seeing Nie Changhuan.
And Fu Chucheng had fallen asleep on his shoulders, did the small body with a big head and thin body tilted to the side
Fu Xingye couldn't, so he had to raise his other hand, hold his head, and protect him.
On the other side of the road, Nie Changhuan, who was driving back and forth in the car, squeezed the steering wheel with both hands, quietly watching Fu Xingye's hand protecting Fu Chucheng. He felt that his heart just recovered a few days ago. A few more holes were pierced by nails, and a cold and bleak wind was whizzing into those holes, scraping her bloody flesh.
She didn't understand why Fu Xingye would treat her like this, why should he secretly raise other people's children, that person is still Chu Yan...
She knew that Fu Chucheng was just a child over one year old. She really shouldn't care about a child, but when she thought that this child was Chu Yan's, she really couldn't help but hate this child.
But she suddenly realized that what she should hate most is not Chu Yan, let alone this child, but Fu Xingye.
Through the window glass, she looked at Fu Xingye, who was still holding Fu Chucheng firmly, and wanted to ask Fu Xingye, the father, do you remember that you promised your daughter that you would take her to the playground today? What