I don't deserve your love

"I am very well."

She looked at him suspiciously, not knowing why he asked such a question.

"You look like you've just been ill."

His words were very light, and he was careful not to make her suspicious.

"Is it so obvious? I did have a fever not long ago, for ten days."

Her soft and slender hands touched her cheeks. The servants at home said that she was too thin, but she tried her best. She ate and drank hard.

When Fu Yanye heard that she had a fever for ten days, her eye sockets felt tingling.

"No wonder."

He remembered that she hadn't been here for a while.

He didn't dare to act rashly, but...

He secretly swore in his heart that he would never let her be wronged again, just now he said that he would never let her suffer alone...

He looked at her innocent face, and finally couldn't see anything clearly in his eyes.

She felt that he was a little strange, and she was a little scared, so she asked him in a low voice, "No wonder what?"

"It's okay, you, what is that ring?"

"Ah, this is a wedding ring."

She glanced at the emerald ring on her hand, it was so big that she felt it was very eye-catching, but it was hard not to wear it.

She doesn't like doing things that make others unhappy.

"Wedding ring?"

There was a taste in his mouth.

"Ah."

She nodded in agreement.

Fu Yanye frowned and stepped forward suddenly.

She was frightened and tried to run away.

But the hand was already firmly held by him, he squinted his phoenix eyes, and looked at the ring on her hand coldly.

"Who told you this was your wedding ring?"

He looked at her coldly and questioned.

"Ah? You, let me go first, you, Ruiwei..."

She was frightened by his sudden murderous aura, as if her hand that could not be drawn back was about to be cut off, she looked out the door nervously, and then yelled.

Soon the door was opened from the outside, and someone came hurriedly from the outside, "Ma'am."

That person was about to raise his hand to pinch Fu Yanye's wrist, but Fu Yanye controlled him first. He looked at that person indifferently in a blink of an eye, and then said coldly: "Go back and tell Rui Sen, let him go as long as he has the ability." He can't take this woman with me."

"Rui Wei, what is he talking about?"

The woman's ear-hanging short hair was messed up, and she was confused.

"roll."

Fu Yanye let go of him with a cold sound.

"Don't be afraid, ma'am, I'll be back soon."

After Ruiwei's arm that was almost crushed was released, he greeted her and left quickly.

Zhuo Jian was so frightened that tears were about to fall out, "Who the hell are you? I don't know you. Let me go."

"Don't know me?"

He looked at her suspiciously, but when he saw her tears falling, he reluctantly let go of her hand.

She immediately got up and got up to go.

"sit down."

He made a deep sound.

Zhuo Jian looked at him, frightened to death, and didn't want to obey, but for some reason, she sat back silently.

Some people suddenly appeared outside, she thought they were coming to rescue her, and looked outside happily.

Fu Yanye looked at her, "You have lost your memory, haven't you?"

She looked up at him questioningly.

"It's okay, everything will be fine."

Fu Yanye said calmly again.

Zhuo Jian didn't understand, she just stared at him, "Did you admit the wrong person? I'm a married woman."

"Of course you are."

He looked straight at her and said firmly.

Zhuo Jian felt that what he said was different from what she said, her beautiful eyebrows were wrinkled, and she was seriously wary of him, "My husband is not easy to mess with."

After hearing this, Fu Yanye looked at her for a while, then smiled.

"He's a useless man."

"He is not a useless person. He treats me very well, cherishes me, loves me, and thinks of me in everything."

She doesn't accept people saying that her husband doesn't want her. Although people outside say that he is all kinds of things, but he takes her, well, there are too many to count.

"..."

Fu Yanye looked at her seriously again, the person she mentioned was not the same as what he said.

He speculated about her life during this time.

Zhuo Zhenbao?

Is that person really good at acting?

Can it make her think that she is being treated as a treasure?

Zhuo Jian just wanted to leave now, seeing that he seemed to have calmed down a bit, she couldn't help asking him in a low voice: "Can I go? I still have to go home and take some medicine."

Her voice was soft, soft, and careful.

Fu Yanye looked at her, "You can't leave."

He was very restrained, but this sentence was finally said.

There was no way he would let her go again.

Who knows what kind of medicine that person gave her.

She was already weak, so she couldn't drink anymore.

Zhuo Jian was so frightened that tears were about to fall.

"It's no use crying with me now."

Fu Yanye immediately stopped her with one word.

He is restrained, restraining thousands of emotions in his heart.

It's just that she can't read it.

She just felt that he was so fierce and dark.

Everyone said Reese was scary, but she thought he was the one.

To a stranger, so...

Fu Yanye looked at her, "You don't have to be afraid, I won't hurt you."

"But you won't let me go home."

Two drops of tears fell from Zhuo Jian's grievance, and her voice was a little unclear.

"It's not that I won't let you go home, but..."

Fu Yanye looked at her pitiful appearance, wishing to stuff her into his arms, but seeing that she was already frightened by him, he could only restrain himself and let himself take his time, his Adam's apple rolled, and he choked quietly But, in a low voice, "but to take you back to your own true home."

"A real home?"

"Your name is not Zhuo Zhenbao."

"Then what's my name?"

She looked at him suspiciously and asked without shame.

"Zhuo Jian, you are the young wife of the well-known Fu Group in City A in China, and I, Fu Yanye Mingmei, is marrying the first wife."

"..."

Zhuo Jian was confused when he heard it, and felt that what he said had nothing to do with her.

He made up such a lie, and he seemed to be very excited when he said it. She looked at him with something crystal clear in his eyes.

He is a man, why is he like that?

It seems that he has suffered all kinds of humiliation, wronged?

Zhuo Jian stared at him for a while, then couldn't help but look out of the window, Rui Wei said he would be back right away.

But why, apart from his people outside, there are no their people?

Ruiwei's execution is not like this.

She looked at him nervously again, her eyes full of wariness.

"You don't believe it, do you?"

he asks.

Zhuo Jian thought for a while, then shook her head slightly.

"Does your ankle still hurt?"

he asks.

Zhuo Jian looked at him suspiciously, but refused to answer.

"Where's your shoulder? It should be uncomfortable in this weather, right?"

"..."

She stared at him blankly.

How does he know?

"There are three scars on your body that cannot be removed. No matter how hard we try, they are still faintly visible in the end. They are on the heart, lower abdomen and ankles."

"..."

"You must have figured it out yourself, eh?"

He lowered his voice, trying not to scare her.

Her heart was beating like thunder, she was really frightened and did not dare to act rashly.

He finally lowered his eyes looking at her, and laughed softly.

It never occurred to him that if he wanted to get her back, he would have to rely on the pain he caused her as proof.