I don't deserve your love

"I was just looking for a friend to have dinner with. As for why Boss Fu is here, he never told me, so I don't know."

"Hey, you girl, what the hell are you doing? You want to use Zhuang Mingli to stimulate Fu Yanye?"

"No, it's just that Zhuang Mingli is really nice, don't you realize that?"

"..."

Ouyang Ping was annoyed, thought for a while, and signaled Zhuo Jian to shut up first, then opened the door and looked outside, then closed the door immediately, "Fu Yanye is smoking outside."

Zhuo Jian looked at her reflexively, but then she lowered her eyes and remained silent, a little depressed.

"Now tell the truth to my sister, are you trying to stimulate Fu Yanye?"

Ouyang Ping approached her and lowered her voice.

"I do not have."

"Didn't you want to use Zhuang Mingli to prove that he loves you? Or didn't you want him to taste the ambiguity of the person you love with someone else?"

Ouyang Ping looked at her more and more shrewdly.

Zhuo Jian felt that her thinking was too meticulous, but after a few seconds of silence, she still said, "There is nothing."

Ouyang Ping didn't ask her any more questions, and then she smiled and said, "Actually, this is pretty good, he should be abused."

Zhuo Jian still didn't speak, but Ouyang Ping left after washing her hands. The bathroom door was wide open, and Zhuo Jian smelled the familiar smell of cigarettes.

Ouyang Ping left without saying hello to Fu Yanye. Zhuo Jian walked to the door and looked out, like a little girl secretly doing bad things when she saw her parents, she still got nervous for a while, and then silently backed away.

Fu Yanye was still smoking, as if he didn't know she was inside.

After about half a minute, Zhuo Jian walked out again, and then went to the private room as if he hadn't seen him.

"Zhuo Jian."

Fu Yanye was about to finish that cigarette, holding the cigarette butt, lowering his head, not knowing what he was thinking, and suddenly called her in a cold voice.

Zhuo Jian paused, then turned her head, "Boss Fu? Why are you here? I didn't even see it."

Fu Yanye was not feeling well, but he sneered and shot at her with breathtaking eyes.

"I'm having dinner here with my friends, so I won't accompany you first."

Zhuo Jian nodded and left after speaking, polite and sensible.

And alienation.

Fu Yanye was still standing there, and after she walked away arrogantly on her thin legs, he went to the trash can and threw away the cigarette butt.

She probably didn't know that he wanted to strip her alive right now.

I really want to see her cry and say never again.

Zhuo Jian sat back again, she seemed to be in a good mood, Ouyang Ping and Zhuang Mingli were talking about the roast duck slices that were good, but the duck was poor.

Zhuang Mingli poured wine for Ouyang Ping unhurriedly, and said, "In this world, the weak prey on the strong. Although human beings cannot control their own life and death, they can still control the fate of a duck."

Ouyang Ping felt that this young master looked a bit like Su Bai on the surface, but he was different from Su Bai in his heart.

He knew better what he wanted.

Looking at Zhuo Jian again, wouldn't it be possible for this silly girl to be chased by him?It feels like he hasn't zoomed in yet.

"Have you seen Fu Yanye?"

Zhuang Mingli suddenly turned his head to look at Zhuo Jian who was eating fried rice cakes, and asked.

"Ah."

Zhuo Jian stopped eating rice cakes, and quickly nodded while eating.

Zhuang Mingli didn't speak again, he just served her soup with soup, "Eat less of this kind of food at night, and drink more soup."

Zhuo Jian still nodded, "Okay."

Ouyang Ping looked at it and felt a little crazy.

what is this?

Zhuo Jian would never take the initiative to accept that a man treats her well, even if Li Yuqing gave her soup, she would not easily accept it, but facing Zhuang Mingli, she unexpectedly...

It was such a strange feeling.

It can't be called intimacy, it's like knowing it's wrong, but still accepting it.

"Did she tell you that I first met her?"

"First encounter?"

"I was hiding from a forced marriage. Was she hiding from Fu Yanye?"

Zhuang Mingli looked at her intently and asked her.

Zhuo Jian nodded and admitted.

But she continued to eat hers, not intending to join the discussion.

Ouyang Ping looked at them suspiciously.

"I almost ran away that night. It was because of her sudden yelling that I was arrested again, but we still ran into each other downstairs in the hotel. I knew she was hiding from Fu Yanye at that time. By the way, Fu Yanye Yan Ye beat me that night."

As Zhuang Mingli said, he raised his hand and touched the place where he had been beaten.

Zhuo Jian turned to look at him, "You don't want to call back, do you?"

"Of course, no man wants to come back after being beaten."

Zhuang Mingli said.

Zhuo Jian: "..."

Ouyang Ping felt that Zhuo Jian would feel distressed.

"Of course, if you say I'm not allowed to hit him, I won't."

Zhuang Mingli stared at her and said.

Zhuo Jian stuffed a mouthful of hawthorn, then put the chopsticks away, straightened her waist, swallowed the hawthorn and said, "It's no wonder you can beat him."

"Do you think I'm a soft persimmon? I'm a fencing champion."

"..."

"..."

Both Ouyang Ping and Zhuo Jian looked at him high.

He suddenly laughed and said, "Although I'm in college."

Ouyang Ping couldn't help laughing, why do you think this person is really cute?

If their little sister Jian didn't meet Fu Yanye, but met this person first, maybe it was true...

Or not, Su Bai is a good example.

Zhuo Jian was also laughing, but it was a little perfunctory.

Ouyang Ping drank a bottle of red wine with Zhuang Mingli, Zhuo Jianjian drank a large glass of fruit juice, and Zhuang Mingli helped her serve soup, and ate a lot of vegetables and rice.

Zhuo Jian seemed to have not eaten so much dinner for a long time, she was very full.

Zhuang Mingli and Ouyang Ping didn't eat much, Ouyang Ping was a little worried that she was full, because she had a bad stomach recently, and suddenly she might suffer again at night, but Zhuang Mingli thought that she should eat more, she too skinny.

And watching her eat, he felt it was a kind of enjoyment.

She eats slowly, he thinks it won't hurt her stomach.

Otherwise, how could she be so slender?It must have something to do with the way you eat.

"She was anorexic before."

Ouyang Ping suddenly spoke to Zhuang Mingli.

Zhuang Mingli turned to look at Ouyang Ping and asked her, "Huh?"

Ouyang Ping smiled, glanced at the phone, got up, "It's time to go back, my husband sent a WeChat message saying that he is waiting for me downstairs, how do you go?"

"Oh, I'll send him off."

Zhuo Jian also got up, taking her mobile phone and backpack by the way.

Seeing that she really wanted to give him away, Zhuang Mingli's eyes shone with joy.

Ouyang Ping glanced at Zhuo Jian disapprovingly, and couldn't help whispering in her ear when walking ahead with her: "Don't play too much, Fu Yanye's endurance is not as good as you think."

Zhuo Jian didn't speak, but smiled.

The three went out together, and sure enough, Li Yuqing was in their car.

To their surprise, there was another person.

Fu Yanye was still there, standing with Li Yuqing.

Both of them were smoking, and it was natural to see them come out.

After walking over, Ouyang Ping glanced at the cigarette in her husband's hand, and said, "Mr. Fu, don't lead my husband down. My husband usually doesn't smoke."

"It's okay to smoke one now and then."

Li Yuqing smiled and said to Ouyang Ping, seeing the look in her eyes, she knew she must have drunk a little.

"You didn't drink?"

Fu Yanye stared at Zhuo Jian and asked, and he squeezed the cigarette harder.

"Well, I want to be Zhuang Mingli's driver."

Zhuo Jian agreed as if nothing happened, then looked at him, reached out to Zhuang Mingli, "the key."

When the night is dark and the wind is high, anything is possible.