Pretending to Love: Mr. Yan's New Wife

Especially the set of sofas, which she bought with money, has always been used by herself, with her name Zou Zhiyi engraved on it. Zou Zhongqing and the others just carried away the set of sofas without asking her opinion. It is even more stealing.

Something worth hundreds of thousands already constituted the crime of theft.

It was reasonable for her to call the police.

Uncle Liu originally called because he wanted Zou Zhiyi to come forward and settle the matter, but he didn't expect Zou Zhiyi to be so desperate.

After working in the Zou family for many years, he had indeed regarded Mrs. Zou as the mistress of the family. He didn't understand Zou Zhiyi's behavior, so he couldn't help persuading her.

Zou Zhiyi didn't argue with the butler, she just listened, and when the butler finished speaking, she went to call the police by herself.

After hanging up the phone, Zou Zhiyi let out a long breath and leaned against the window to rest, when Yanzhou next to her suddenly made a voice, which startled her, "Do you need me to come forward?"

"Why did you come forward? Send the two of them directly in?"

Zou Zhiyi said: "Forget it, those two are not fuel-efficient lamps. I called the police to scare them. I never thought about sending them in. I will accept them as soon as they are good. Otherwise, it will be even more disturbing when they come out."

But seeing Yanzhou's serious expression, her heart trembled, and she couldn't help but feel a little warm in her heart, as if soaking in warm water, warm, as if all the fine wounds in her heart had been healed, and no longer Crying out the pain frantically.

Zou Zhiyi knew it was an illusion, but the feeling at that moment was really good.

A certain sensitive nerve issued an early warning to her, and Zou Zhiyi felt that if she continued like this, sooner or later she would fall.

Yanzhou is so seductive, she can't handle it.

She didn't want to die, and the lessons she learned one after another were deep enough for her to remember for a lifetime.

The most poisonous drug in this world is hopeless feelings, which can kill people invisible.

The involuntary arc of the corner of the mouth was slowly suppressed, Zou Zhiyi closed his eyes, pulled his hand out of Yan Zhou's with force, put it in his pocket, turned his head and looked out the window, with an indifferent expression.

My hands are empty.

The warm wind blew over the sweaty hands, and it also felt cool.

He didn't know what kind of temper Zou Zhiyi was throwing. The last second, when the sky was clear, he turned his face and refused to recognize anyone. There was no sign at all.

It really vividly interprets what is called a needle in the bottom of a woman's heart.

The inside of the car was closed, and the heater was turned on too much, which made people feel a little stuffy after a while. Yan Zhou frowned slowly at Zou Zhiyi's indifferent profile.

In such a stalemate, the driver in the driver's seat could clearly feel it, and he didn't dare to take a breath.

Looking at the scenery outside the window, Zou Zhiyi suddenly said, "Turn left at the intersection ahead."

Go straight home, turning left is obviously not the way to go back.

Yan Zhou glanced at the street signs through the car glass, and his brows were furrowed even more, with deep lines, "Where are you going?"

Zou Zhiyi said: "Going home, Zou Zhongqing almost evacuated the Zou family. If I don't show up again, she might be able to turn the Zou family upside down."

In the pitch-black eyes was the rapidly receding scenery, but he could no longer accommodate a tall and long-legged figure.

"I'll go with you."

Yan Zhou spoke directly without even thinking about it.

But this is the most important thing.

Zou Zhiyi's heart contracted twice again in a hopeless way.

He pinched his fingertips stealthily and forcefully, ten fingers connected to his heart, and stabilized his mind.

Zou Zhiyi refused and said, "No, I can handle it myself."

She still didn't look at him, she concentrated on looking out the window, her attitude towards him was extremely perfunctory.

Yan Zhou clicked his tongue.

Feeling irritable for no reason.