I don't deserve your love

"Fu Yanye, don't go too far. How could anyone raise so many conditions?"

She recorded everything, and he said no talk?

"Why is there no one? Am I not human?"

"You, you are simply a devil. You are so domineering and unreasonable even if you have lost your hands."

Zhuo Jian yelled out angrily, and after yelling, she realized that she had touched his Ni Lin, and immediately shut up.

Fu Yanye stared at her even more coldly, but thought in his heart, tell me to be reasonable even if my wife is about to run away?

The surroundings were suddenly so cold that it made people shiver.

Zhuo Jian could only lower her stance and say, "You can put forward another condition."

Anyway, I can't kiss him, and I can't make physical contact.

"Then get naked and lie on my bed!"

"..."

Zhuo Jian suspected that there was something wrong with her ears.

"Otherwise, what else do you think is worth making a deal with me?"

After Fu Yanye finished speaking, he gave her another look.

Zhuo Jian was shocked and ashamed.

This is the Fu Yanye she knew, right?

That Fu Yanye who handed her the divorce agreement as soon as she returned to China!

Zhuo Jian suddenly gave up: "Forget it!"

Fu Yanye was about to continue to read the email, when he heard her words, he gave her another cold look.

His intuition told him, forget it, she has other plans.

"Who are you going to ask again?"

"Anyone is fine! I won't bother you anymore, you can continue to work, I will find other ways by myself."

Zhuo Jian said, pinching the phone to open the address book.

Fu Yanye suddenly felt that his heart was being held tight, and he couldn't breathe.

It was a conditioned reflex action. He snatched her mobile phone that she just changed yesterday.

A hand pressed her against his leg.

Her long hair was scattered on his lap, and her clear eyes stared at him who was aloof.

Fu Yanye's breathing was a little unsteady, and he pressed her heart firmly with his hands, his voice was clear, with some strength unique to him: "Don't look for others."

"Then what should I do? Let the director be dismissed because of me? I will feel guilty."

Zhuo Jian looked at him with big innocent eyes and spoke to him very calmly.

Fu Yanye pinched her jaw angrily, then bowed his head and kissed her mouth in a blink of an eye.

Zhuo Jian: "..."

Her hand clearly held his wrist, but she gave up pushing him away.

At that moment it was as if time stood still.

Her heart stopped beating.

Fu Yanye sucked her lips and repeated several times, "This time, let's do it first, but next time, it won't be so easy to pass, you know?"

"Are you willing to help?"

Zhuo Jian looked at him for a while with a sigh of relief, and asked him after she realized it.

"Otherwise? Let you find those old things? My Fu Yanye's woman, let other men touch her?"

"..."

"Get up!"

Fu Yanye murmured, turning his eyes away from her embarrassed appearance.

Can't she be more generous when she's with him?

How did he know that in the face of his sudden attack, she couldn't be frank.

Zhuo Jian immediately got up again, and quickly left the bed, stood aside, with her head bowed like a little girl who was punished for doing something wrong.

"If you like to stand for punishment, stand by the window."

Fu Yanye reminded her, but didn't look at her.

Zhuo Jian glanced at the window, but only asked him: "Then can I reply to the director's wife now?"

"Two days late."

Fu Yanye said.

"Two days late? Why?"

"It is too easy to get, others will not cherish it."

"..."

Zhuo Jian didn't know why, but felt that these words should not be put here.

But still nodded silently.

You can indeed ask for favors!

In fact, she knew how to benefit herself, but she didn't dare to benefit from him.

When Zhuo Jian looked at him later, she would feel that it was unreal.

After dinner that night, the two of them had no special activities. She lay on the sofa and chatted with Ouyang Ping for a while, then she started to feel sleepy, and then fell asleep in a daze.

Fu Yanye was still holding her phone, when she heard a WeChat message on her phone on the sofa, she raised her eyes.

When he got out of bed and saw her sleeping there, he couldn't help but sit beside her.

Picked up her phone and turned it on.

Ouyang Ping: "So your husband still can't bear to see you being embarrassing, baby, so you still want to sue him? My father asked you to think carefully about this matter."

She is still preparing to ask Ouyang Ping's father to sue for divorce on her behalf?

Fu Yanye's black eyes looked at the gentle and gentle girl who was sleeping, and he leaned over to lie on her side, his bony and slender fingers gently stroking her warm skin.

The hand that touched her face was the right hand.

He couldn't help thinking, how could she believe him?

Fu Yanye's beautiful fingers gently stretched between her fingers and interlocked with hers.

She didn't wear the ring she bought last time, where did she put it?When are you going to wear it?

Fu Yanye looked at the clean fingers of the two people. There was nothing on the fingers of the two married people.

Did he give her a ring when she left that year?

In that case, maybe she can love him for a while longer?

She was still young when they got married, and he thought she was not that sensitive about emotional matters.

-

It's early November, it's winter!

Zhuo Jian accompanied him out of the hospital, and then entered Sheng Yuan's sea view apartment.

Fu Yanye was working on the sofa, Zhuo Jian was helping him cook in the kitchen, and occasionally went out to see him, and found that he was very smooth playing with his notebook with one hand, and unconsciously admired his flexibility.

In the afternoon Wu Fei came to deliver documents to him for signature, and brought a few boxes along the way.

Zhuo Jian stood by and watched, frowning unconsciously.

Fu Yanye actually accepted the gift?

"These are all sent by Mr. Wang, and they are said to be gifts for the young lady."

Wu Fei stood aside and answered seriously.

Fu Yanye didn't even glance at it, he just said, "Yes!"

Zhuo Jian's scalp became tense when she heard the word Young Madam, and she couldn't help but ask her: "Is it true that everyone in your office building calls me Young Madam?"

"Now the whole city, no, the whole world should know that you are the young lady of our Fu family."

"..."

Wu Fei was quite happy when she said this.

Zhuo Jian was apprehensive, and couldn't help but glance at Fu Yanye.

"Leave the things, you can go."

Fu Yanye handed her the signed document.

"Okay! Then I won't bother President Fu and Madam! Don't send Madam off!"

Wu Fei nodded and went out by herself.

Zhuo Jian wanted to laugh a little, and after seeing Wu Fei leave, she unconsciously murmured: "It's quite easy to say."

Fu Yanye looked up at her: "What did you say?"

Zhuo Jian met his black eyes, and twitched the corner of her mouth: "I said Secretary Wu called Madam very easily, but Young Master Ye, no, or I should call you Mr. Fu like everyone else, you really don't like Are you ready to clarify with the media?"

"Clarify what?"

Fu Yanye looked at the computer email again.

Zhuo Jian felt that it was necessary for them to have a serious discussion on this matter, so she leaned over, pressed his hand on his notebook and gently closed it for him, looked at him with clear eyes, and said seriously: "We need to talk!"