I don't deserve your love

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Then Fu Yanye acted as the host and invited her to drink tea with the boss.

But when paying, Boss Fu sat lazily in his seat: "I didn't bring any money."

Zhuo Jian: "..."

-

It was already night when Jian Qian went back, and Feng Ying was still with her.

But it probably doesn't have a fever, and I'm lying on the bed looking at my phone.

Seeing her come back, he just glanced at her lightly: "Excuse me."

disturb?

Jian Qian sat in the chair by the window and looked at him: "Mr. Feng's fever has subsided?"

"Ah."

Feng Ying continued to look at his phone.

"So Feng can always leave my room?"

"Ah."

"Thank you very much."

"Please treat Miss Jane to a meal before you leave."

He has been like this all the time, calling her Miss Jane angrily.

Jian Qian got used to listening, even though it was harsh, she could bear it, and just said: "No, I didn't do anything."

"How can I not do anything? My fiancee called and asked me why I was in Miss Jane's room. "

"..."

That Zhou Qianqian?

They're on the phone again?

Talking about her again?

"I declare in advance that I don't have any wrong thoughts about Mr. Feng. I also ask Mr. Feng to make it clear to his wife and don't cause me unnecessary trouble."

She had a cold face, and every word was clear and effortless.

Feng Ying finished watching his phone, closed the screen, looked up at her with a smile.

"What trouble can I cause you? I'm not Liu Yuntian."

"..."

Jian Qian didn't know why he suddenly mentioned that person again.

"I can't make you pregnant, I can't let you have a miscarriage, and I can't let you keep it in my heart all the time."

"..."

Jian Qian was a little annoyed.

This person is really the one who doesn't open the pot and lifts the pot.

"right?"

His eyes seem to gouge out people's hearts.

Jian Qian was so angry that she was going to die, but she held back her anger and smiled: "Yeah, you really don't have that ability."

"..."

This time it was Feng Ying's turn, and he just stared at her with a smile that was not a smile, or there was a knife hidden in his smile.

Jian Qian couldn't stand being stared at anymore, she got up: "Since Mr. Feng has recovered, please leave my room."

Her proud self-esteem seemed to be trampled on, and she didn't even look at him anymore.

Feng Ying was still lying there, staring at her unattractive face, and said for a long time: "Those who have just had an abortion, please don't lose your temper."

"..."

Jian Qian's heart skipped a beat again.

Suddenly being direct, I don't know why, but I feel guilty.

She's not someone who can't be responsible for herself, and she doesn't need others to be responsible for her life. What guilt does she have?

Jian Qian choked up quietly, and looked at the bed after a while: "Why don't you leave?"

"The legs are numb."

"..."

Jian Qian stared at him, trying to figure out whether his legs were numb, and then reluctantly took out her mobile phone to look at it.

It's just that almost half an hour passed, and he still hasn't left.

It was her door that rang.

She was startled, thinking badly, could it be Zhuo Jian?

If it was Zhuo Jian who came to look for her, she would definitely not be able to if she didn't open the door.

But Zhuo Jianjian knew that Feng Ying was there, would he think that she and Feng Ying were messing around again?

Jian Qian was too scared to open the door, and paced back and forth in the room.

Feng Ying stared at her for a while, then said, "The food delivery."

Jian Qian immediately turned to look at him.

"hungry."

He said something again.

Jian Qian stared at him even more, she was really scared to death, okay?

"You didn't steal the sun, so what are you afraid of doing?"

"I, I, you are here, what difference does it make if you steal or not?"

"Oh? It turns out that I'm so shady in Miss Jane's heart."

"I, you, Feng Ying, don't mess around, okay?"

"Please trouble Miss Jian to open the door, lest I die in sight."

"..."

poisonous enough.

But Jian Qian really didn't want him to be known, so she went to open the door by herself.

Later, he sat at the table to eat in a leisurely manner, and she stared at the side, feeling a little pain on the side of the lower abdomen, she must be angry.

Feng Ying ate at his leisure, picking and choosing.

She felt that there were so many problems with him, he was not at all like their child who grew up in poverty, and he was good enough to eat.

"I can't eat peppercorns."

"..."

As he spoke, he continued to pick up vegetables and eat.

Jian Qian kept staring at the vegetables picked up by his chopsticks, and said to himself, pick up peppercorns, pick up more peppercorns.

Feng Ying suddenly raised his eyes to look at her, which made her tremble with fear, and turned her head to look elsewhere.

"You really don't want to eat? Can your body handle it?"

"..."

Jian Qian didn't bother to pay attention to him, she lowered her head and pretended to look at her phone.

But an unfamiliar number came in, and Jian Qian picked it up after being puzzled: "Hello?"

"It's you, what are you calling again?"

"I sent you some things. I heard that you were not here, so I asked someone to put you at the guard."

"Thank you, but you don't have to."

Jian Qian hung up after finishing speaking.

Feng Ying suddenly found it tasteless, and began to pick and choose again, and asked, "Mr. Liu?"

Jian Qian didn't answer him, and turned to look out the window.

"Your ex really has nothing to say to you, but it's a pity that he has no skills, can't be the master of his own house, and can't even marry a woman he likes."

"What do you want to say?"

"He's incompetent."

Feng Ying suddenly looked straight at her, and said something very seriously.

Say others are incompetent?

"Oh? Mr. Feng can do it, isn't it also a commercial marriage?"

"Hmph, isn't it true that I don't have anyone else to marry me? Some people would rather conceive their ex's child than mine. I'm afraid I'm not qualified enough for her to conceive."

"..."

Jian Qian's heart skipped a beat when she heard this, and she looked at him with tingling pain in her eyes.

How did he decide that the child belonged to Liu Yuntian?

How bad did he think of her?

But why did he appear here again?

"Feng Ying, why did you come to see me?"

Finally, she still asked out.

This time there was no such anger, it was pure doubt.

Her voice even became lifeless, so calm.

Feng Ying stopped picking and choosing, and looked up at her: "It's not because I was looking for you, but you just happened to be there."

"Then how do you know I'm here?"

"..."

Feng Ying was suddenly silent.

Jian Qian smiled: "Could it be that you are in love with me?"

"you……"

"I know I shouldn't be thinking about it, but your behavior is really weird. How can we be friends? We just rolled the sheets a few times for the purpose of our own pleasure. You said that we knew each other before, I'm afraid It's just a way for you to strike up a conversation with women, right? What do you want? What can you get from me, a poor and white person?"

Jian Qian was really puzzled.

After listening to her words, Feng Ying smiled faintly after a long time.

receive anything?

What else can he get?

Said that even if she had sex with Liu Yuntian again, he still wanted to get close to her, wanted...

No, then where is his dignity as a man?