I don't deserve your love

"Yan Ye?"

"Is Fu Yanye's woman missing the one from the Lin family?"

Fu Yanye asked coldly, then hung up the phone.

If Lin Jiaoyang dared to have that kind of thoughts about Zhuo Jian, he would be dead!

As Fu Yanye thought about it, he became more and more angry, looked at the number coldly, and blocked it mercilessly.

-

Zhuo Jian came out of the room, saw him standing in the restaurant holding her mobile phone, and asked him, "Is someone calling me?"

"no!"

Fu Yanye glanced at her with dark eyes, his anger still undiminished.

"Oh!"

Zhuo Jian agreed, but always felt that what he said was not true.

Otherwise, how could he explain the way he was going to kill someone?

Zhuo Jian stood there, staring at him nonchalantly.

Fu Yanye walked towards her slowly but firmly.

Zhuo Jian stepped back subconsciously.

Fu Yanye said: "You can come to me for anything you can't solve. Don't make yourself feel inferior to others, you know?"

Zhuo Jian looked at him unexpectedly, what does this mean?

"There's nothing I can't fix."

Zhuo Jian said so, thinking to herself, except divorce.

I'm looking for you for divorce, what do you do?

"That's the best!"

Fu Yanye said.

Zhuo Jian always felt that his words were weird, so she turned her head and went back to the room.

When she was about to close the door to check her mobile phone, she suddenly found that the door could not be closed.

Turning your head, Huh?

"Didn't you say that this room is for me to sleep in?"

Fu Yanye asked her coldly.

Zhuo Jian remembered, then turned around and was about to go out.

But his tall body blocked the door.

Zhuo Jian had no choice but to look up at him and ask him what he meant.

"At least say goodnight."

"good night!"

"good night!"

Fu Yanye heard her soft good night, and while returning to her, continued to stand there.

Zhuo Jian didn't dare to move and didn't ask him, just waited quietly.

In less than half a minute, Fu Yanye suddenly held her under the armpit and hugged her directly.

"what!"

Zhuo Jian was so frightened that she immediately wrapped her arms around his neck, and looked down at the person who lifted her up.

"give you!"

Fu Yanye said.

Zhuo Jian was so flustered that her face became even uglier.

But this time, he really didn't do anything else.

Just put her on the bed and gently stroked her face: "Good night, Mrs. Fu."

"..."

Zhuo Jian couldn't think of how to respond to him.

And he didn't ask her to respond again.

Zhuo Jian suddenly felt that the room was quite safe, and couldn't help turning her head to look at the photo of her and her mother on the bedside.

She slept very well that night.

Although I sweated a few times during the night, I felt refreshed the next morning.

-

On a sunny autumn day, Zhuo Jian entered the TV station wearing jeans and a blue suit.

"My father is back, and he will go to my house for dinner on weekends, and talk about your divorce by the way."

Ouyang Ping went into her office and told her.

Zhuo Jian nodded: "Okay!"

"Have you really decided? No regrets?"

Ouyang Ping still couldn't help asking her.

"At least send the indictment to his office before we go abroad."

Zhuo Jian said.

Ouyang Ping knew that she was determined not to move, because she still had to go to the studio, she quickly left.

Zhuo Jian had dinner alone with Sheng Xin at noon. Sheng Xin originally wanted to be in Xingguang, but Zhuo Jian refused, and made an appointment at a private restaurant she was familiar with.

When Sheng Xin saw her, he felt very puzzled: "Why did you make an appointment here?"

"Starlight is Fu Yanye's domain."

Zhuo Jian said.

Sheng Xin smiled: "You and Fu Yanye seem to have a very complicated relationship."

Zhuo Jian thought to himself, we are husband and wife, but she just smiled back at him: "Indeed."

She poured tea for Sheng Xin, and Sheng Xin put his hand next to the teacup, raised his eyebrows after watching her pour two-thirds of the tea: "Miss Zhuo's etiquette class must be full marks, right?"

"My mother taught me when I was a child."

Zhuo Jian knew what he meant and didn't hide it.

"I just found out that Ms. Zhuo is the eldest lady of the Zhuo family who used to be famous for a while, and the Zhuo family who was once as famous as the Lin family and the Fu family."

"Boss Sheng also knows that it was once, so don't mention the past. Boss Sheng asked me if he wanted to ask me alone today?"

Zhuo went straight to the point.

Seeing the waiter come in and ask them to order, Sheng Xin said, "Indeed, let's order first!"

"Come on, Mr. Sheng, I'm treating you today."

Zhuo Jian felt that she should enter into the friendship of the landlord.

Sheng Xin glanced at her, smiled unconsciously, and then bowed his head to order.

After ordering, the waiter withdrew. Sheng Xin picked up the red wine and poured it for the two of them first, then asked her: "Miss Zhuo, what do you think of Lin Ruxiang?"

Zhuo Jian smiled when she heard the word Ruxiang: "I don't know much about it."

Sheng Xin looked at her unexpectedly, but she actually said that she didn't understand?

Don't know enough, or don't like doing calm?

Sheng Xin felt that this girl was probably a little withdrawn, so he continued to ask: "What about Fu Yanye?"

"Fu Yanye? He's very good!"

Zhuo Jian said normally.

After hearing this, Sheng Xin couldn't help laughing, and replied, "Why is Fu Yanye so good, but Lin Ruxiang doesn't know? Obviously you grew up with them."

"In City A, everyone knows that Miss Lin is a good and generous girl, but she has been plagued by cancer for many years."

Zhuo Jianjian explained briefly.

"Cancer? Isn't she cured?"

"Ok?"

Zhuo Jian was startled.

"Is not it?"

Sheng Xin asked again.

"She has terminal cancer! Probably..."

Can't get any better!

Zhuo Jianjue's Sheng Xin cares about Ruxiang very much, and dare not say anything to death.

Sheng Xin couldn't help frowning.

Advanced cancer?

Not a heart attack?

"I remember the last time I rescued her, the doctor said she had a heart problem."

"Well! There are also."

Zhuo Jian nodded in response.

Sheng Xin frowned even more, that woman didn't look terminally ill.

He didn't understand what was going on here.

"Then is her heart disease cured?"

Sheng Xin asked again.

"Heart disease seems to be congenital. It's difficult to heal, but it shouldn't be a serious problem? She is mainly treating cancer."

Zhuo Jian said.

After hearing this, Sheng Xin was completely dumbfounded.

"What happened to Mr. Sheng?"

"I just think I'm so naive!"

As Sheng Xin spoke, he raised his hand and rubbed his fair face.

Zhuo Jian: "..."

He is naive?

Naively became a bigwig in the Internet industry in a few years?

"There are some things I haven't figured out yet. When I figure it out, I'll come back to you."

Sheng Xin told her later.

Zhuo Jian nodded in response: "No problem! But I'm going abroad for a while after Christmas, I'm afraid I can only call Mr. Sheng!"

"Going abroad?"

"The TV station has two places for advanced studies, and I took one."

Zhuo Jian simply explained.

Sheng Xin nodded: "Okay! Let's keep in touch by phone, and don't call me Mr. Sheng anymore. We are about the same age, so just call me Sheng Xin."

"This is not very polite, is it?"

Zhuo Jian asked.

"I don't think it's polite to call Mr. Sheng. I feel bad all over."

Sheng Xin said.

Zhuo Jian couldn't help laughing after hearing this, and nodded: "Okay!"

"You look like a human being when you smile!"

Sheng Xin suddenly said seriously.