I don't deserve your love

He has always been the most afraid of getting dirty, but he blocked her in the first place.

Zhuo Jian stared at him silently, unable to look away for a long time.

"The police are here."

Ouyang Ping was beside her and said suddenly.

Only then did Zhuo Jian come to her senses, she just said that calling the police to Zhuo Jian was just to scare those little girls.

Li Yuqing walked up to them when he saw the police coming, "It's best to do this quietly."

"Can I not understand this? Besides, even if I don't understand, the one inside understands too. Otherwise, why is he in there alone with those brainless girls?"

Ouyang Ping understood Fu Yanye's intentions when Fu Yanye spoke to those girls.

Su Bai and Zhang Mingmei were also relieved to see the police coming, those girls should be educated well, their words are too dirty, it really embarrasses their city.

When the police entered, Fu Yanye just handed over a mobile phone, "There are all the recordings of them humiliating my wife, please handle it fairly, I don't want my wife to be humiliated by some dubious people .”

The girls all looked at him in surprise.

Just now a girl praised Cheng Nuo for being beautiful, and he said that he wanted to see photos for comparison, so the girl gave him the phone to look through, and then he asked them questions, no one thought about it, the more he talked, the more excited he was, and the more he said it, the worse it sounded ,then……

"Mr. Fu, don't worry, as long as the situation is true, we will definitely punish you severely."

said the lead policeman.

Fu Yanye didn't say anything else, turned around and went out.

Although he was polite when talking to the police inside, there was no warmth in his eyes.

But as soon as he came out, seeing Zhuo Jian still standing there, he suddenly laughed, and when he walked to her side, his eyes were already very gentle: "Can I go to your place to wash?"

"Ah."

Zhuo Jian had no choice but to agree.

Fu Yanye took her hand and took her away.

Zhuo Jian thought of her friends and turned to look at them, "Then let's go back first."

"You guys go, leave it to me here."

Ouyang Ping also entered the store while talking, and handed her mobile phone to the police, "I have not only recordings, but also videos."

As a lawyer, it is her habit to have first-hand evidence at hand.

Zhuo Jian noticed that he was holding her hand, which was actually not very clean.

Fortunately, the way home is not far, and they arrived at the door of her house in 10 minutes.

Fu Yanye was always in front until he entered the corridor, when he stopped suddenly. Zhuo Jian came to the door of the house before recovering, and looked at him in a blink of an eye, "Why don't you drive?"

Fu Yanye smiled: "I think when I'm allowed."

"Didn't I allow it?"

Zhuo Jian asked him back.

"Not like that."

Fu Yanye looked at her, waiting for her to open the door.

Zhuo Jian didn't know what he was waiting for, but she didn't insist and opened the door by herself.

Fu Yanye went in with her, and when the coat was taken off, Zhuo Jian was standing beside him, pinching his collar to hold it for him.

Fu Yanye looked at her while taking off, Zhuo Jian had no superfluous expression on her face, she was just helping.

"Thank you."

Fu Yanye suddenly made a sound, very lightly.

But Zhuo Jian was still stunned for a moment, and then realized that her actions were inappropriate, but thinking about it, he was blocking it for her, otherwise all the greasy cream would be on her body, "No thanks."

"I want to wash it, you..."

"I'll have someone bring you a new one."

"Well, thank you."

He said thank you again.

Zhuo Jian felt that his thank you was a bit redundant.

She just knew what he wanted, and then made a phone call for him, but since he said it, she turned to look for a bag to put his dirty clothes in and said, "You're welcome."

Her voice was very low, but Fu Yanye was actually not very happy.

He had always hated such politeness between the two of them.

He'd be upset if she said thank you, but she didn't seem to be at all?

Does she think it's appropriate for them to be so polite?

Fu Yanye didn't ask her much, he urgently needs to take a bath now.

Probably because the two have been together for a long time, when Zhuo Jian was shopping, she would habitually buy some disinfection supplies and keep them at home.

It's just that Fu Yanye was taking a bath inside, and Zhuo Jian stood at the door but couldn't help scratching the back of his head nervously.

"Zhuo Jian, why haven't you seen him? Calm down."

She soothed herself in her heart.

Almost half an hour later, the aunt at home came to deliver his clothes, Zhuo Jian took his dirty clothes and sent them over, "Auntie, take these troubles directly to the dry cleaner."

"Okay, young lady."

Zhuo Jian sent her aunt away, then turned to look at the bathroom.

He's been in there for half an hour.

He usually takes about 10 minutes to take a shower.

It's not late afternoon, why don't you go take a bath?

Or what happened?

Zhuo Jian was a little worried, thinking that his clothes had also been delivered, so she walked over and knocked lightly on the door of the bathroom, "Fu Yanye, are you okay?"

There was no movement inside, so she listened to the door with her ears slightly pressed, and became more nervous, and continued: "Fu Yanye, Auntie brought your clothes to you, and I will put them at the door for you, ah."

When the word ah was spoken, the door was suddenly opened from the inside.

He stood in front of her naked.

Zhuo Jian was so shocked that she didn't dare to look randomly, only dared to stare into his eyes.

At this moment, he felt like hormones were rushing towards her.

"Can I use your towel?"

But he suddenly spoke politely.

Zhuo Jian smiled awkwardly, but immediately became embarrassed: "Yes."

She has no cleanliness.

"Thank you."

His eyes always stared at her so straightly, and then he was polite to her.

"Ah."

Zhuo Jian nodded slightly, and was about to turn around and leave as she spoke.

"my clothes."

he reminded.

Zhuo Jian came back to her senses and turned slightly to him: "Here."

Seeing that she didn't even look at him, Fu Yanye blushed up to her ears, and continued, "Thank you."

Zhuo Jian: "..."

Politeness is very polite, and politeness is also very polite, that is...

Why don't you pick up your clothes?

Zhuo Jian turned to look at him helplessly, "Take it."

"Hands hurt a little. The cream cake just now seemed to be wrapped in stones, and the back hurts."

He suddenly squeezed his waist and looked carefully for a while.

"Stone wrapped in a cake? Let me see."

She's really just subconscious.

Then the skin on the neck also turned red.

Fu Yanye was still staring at her, and the effect was much better than he thought.

Zhuo Jian quickly realized that he was lying to her, and immediately became angry: "Fu Yanye, are you finished?"

Throwing the clothes on him casually, he turned around and strode away.

Fu Yanye hugged the clothes, but smiled very happily.

He had to find a place to change, but he didn't want to go back to the bathroom, so he turned slightly to find his destination.