Chapter 12 Guilty?

After He Zhou led Yan Zhen in, he immediately turned around and went back into the car, gently picked up the sleeping baby on the back seat of the car, and walked to another house.

As Fu Yan's gold medal assistant, He Zhou is not only responsible for Fu Yan's work, but also his life.

"How do you look after your children?"

As soon as He Zhou walked into Fu Yan's single-family villa, he saw two childcare sisters-in-law sitting on the sofa and playing with their mobile phones.

He was very angry: "I don't even know that the child is lost. If I hadn't found out early, you would have caused a catastrophe."

The two sister-in-laws were so frightened that they immediately put down their phones, looked at the baby in He Zhou's arms, and frowned suspiciously.

Mrs. Zhang scratched her head and muttered: "It's strange, Yuan Bao obviously fell asleep half an hour ago, and I put him to sleep myself, why are you here?"

"Then how do you see people?"

He Zhou carried the child upstairs and gently pushed open the door of the children's room.

In the spacious children's room, there are two beds.

The princess bed with the pink mosquito net is Yuanbao's nest, and the car-shaped children's bed is the place where Yuanbao's twin brother, Tianrui, sleeps.

Child protection experts suggest that children should fall asleep in a dark environment at night, which is conducive to development.

So He Zhou walked into the bedroom and only turned on a weak wall lamp.

He gently put the baby baby on the princess bed.

Yan Bao turned over, subconsciously squeezed into the quilt, found a comfortable sleeping position, and habitually reached out to touch her mommy.

Touching a soft person with her little hand, Yan Bao immediately hugged him tightly, and pouted her little mouth: "Mommy, Yan Bao puts you to sleep."

The little girl in the bed was hugged around the neck.

She was very uncomfortable and sat up in a daze, but her mind was still thinking about what Mummy said to her during the day.

Mommy said she would come to see her when she was done.

The little guy glanced at the clock hanging on the wall.

It was almost eleven o'clock.

Is Mommy not coming today?

Xiao Yuanbao was a little disappointed.

Sensing the person beside him got out of bed, Yan Bao woke up from his sleep.

Then under the dim light, she saw a face exactly like her own.

"Is it your sister?"

Yan Bao thought he was dreaming, so he stretched out his hand and pinched his cheek.

The other party's childish voice sounded first: "Huh? You look familiar, have we met before? Why are you sleeping on my bed?"

"Sister, I finally found you!"

Yan Bao grabbed the opponent's hand and said pleasantly: "You see, I feel familiar, that's because we are twins, we look exactly the same, when you look at me, it's a bit like looking in a mirror."

Yuanbao withdrew her hand timidly, blinked her eyes and said, "But why didn't I know that I have a sister?"

The sound of their conversation woke up Tian Rui who was in the next bed.

Tian Rui sat up with a gloomy face.

He was angry to get up, and turned his head to look at the two identical sisters on the princess bed. He was stunned for a while and said, "Why are there two little crying bags? It's even more annoying!"

...

The Fu family manor is very large, with four or five sets of single-family villas built in it, and the old man's house is on the westernmost side.

When He Zhou walked to the entrance of the hall, seeing that the old man had finished venting his anger and was still punishing Fu Yan to stand in a military posture, he immediately stopped in his tracks.

He Zhou grew up with Fu Yan. When Fu Yan did something wrong when he was young, he was blamed.

Since he was a child, he followed Fu Yan to stand in a military posture, squatting on a horse, and ran a five-kilometer long-distance run when he couldn't move.

The old man is not educating the children, he is clearly leading the soldiers.

So, He Zhou decided to wait at the door for a while, not to go in and make trouble.

Yan Zhen sat on the sofa properly, not daring to look up at Fu Yan's face.

It seems that with a grandfather who came back from the army, everyone's experience is the same.

Yan Zhen has been militarily managed by Mr. Yan since she was a child. Standing in a military posture is the lightest punishment, and running with sandbags is the worst punishment.

Seeing that the two of them were silent, the old housekeeper kept winking at the old man.

The old man raised his hand and yawned, "It's too late, I should go to bed! Little Si, you just stand there until Yan Zhen forgives you and is willing to go back to this house."

Yan Zhen: "..."

She really wants a divorce.

But Mr. Fu seemed to really not want to let her go.

Mr. Fu said that since he promised his old friend to help him take care of his granddaughter, he had to keep his word.

As for Yan Zhen not liking Fu Yan, what should I do?
The old man's answer was that it doesn't matter, just make Fu Yan look like Yan Zhen likes it.

Change whatever you don't like, Yan Zhen has nothing to say.

After the butler helped the old man to leave, Fu Yan walked towards the sofa with long legs and sat directly beside Yan Zhen without looking at her: "Are you satisfied with the result?"

Yan Zhen was a little puzzled by the sudden questioning.

She turned her head slowly, looked at Fu Yan's profile, "Why did you say that?"

"The marriage was decided by the elders of the two parents. Although I am not a soldier, I have been militarily managed by my grandfather since I was a child. The sons of our Fu family are not allowed to divorce."

The housekeeper helped the old man upstairs, but the two did not go far.

The old man was lying on the railing and secretly observing the living room downstairs.

At first, he was worried about Fu Yan's elm head and didn't know how to open it up. Seeing that he took the initiative to sit beside Yan Zhen, he immediately let go of his worries.

The executives behind him also narrowed their eyes cheerfully:
"Old Fu, why don't I send someone to prepare the room? There is a high probability that the young lady will stay tonight."

"After five years away, it's time to come back."

The old man's face was cold, and he turned his head to look at the executive's family after speaking, "I heard that Yan Zhen has been abroad all these years, you have time to check what she has done in the past five years."

"Yes."

The senior executive helped Mr. Fu to rest.

Yan Zhen looked at the watch on her wrist, it was almost twelve o'clock.

She covered her mouth and yawned. She wanted to get up and leave, but when she remembered that Fu Yan was beaten up by the old man just now, three sticks were broken, and she felt a little guilty.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know that your Fu family can't get a divorce."

"Do you want to say that if you knew it earlier, you wouldn't have married?"

Yan Zhen shook her head: "I will marry too. Marrying you is to fulfill my grandfather's last wish."

"It's already twelve o'clock, why are we just sitting like this?"

Fu Yan leaned slightly and approached Yan Zhen: "I haven't seen me for five years, so you don't have any thoughts about me?"

"..." Yan Zhen was taken aback by his frivolous tone, subconsciously moved to the side, "Mr. Fu, I'm not interested in you, please respect yourself."

"is it?"

Fu Yan moved towards Yan Zhen.

In the dimly lit hall, the distance between the two of them was so close that their breaths were intertwined, "Then why are you blushing? Or are you guilty of stealing my daughter?"

"Mr. Fu!"

Speaking of her daughter, Yan Zhen stood up warily, looked at Fu Yan seriously and said, "I can promise you not to divorce, but I have a condition, please, don't think about my daughter."

(End of this chapter)

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