I don't deserve your love

It's been a long time since they came back.

Also, she seemed to be in a good mood tonight.

Fu Yanye took another sip of wine, and soon the staff came to serve the food, so he put the wine glass aside.

But at this time, the staff had already come to pour the wine again.

Zhuo Jian suddenly frowned in displeasure, the wine glass was not clean yet.

Fu Yanye said softly, "Eat first."

"Oh."

Zhuo Jian felt a little hungry, but it was unnatural because of nervousness.

When the rice arrived in the mouth, it obviously tasted very good.

She still couldn't help seeing him again and again, he even looked so good-looking when he was eating.

Hey!

She thought that if she loved him very much before, it must be because he was so good-looking.

Everything?

No, she wasn't sure if it was everything.

After all, what are they doing now.

what?

Zhuo Jian frowned, her face flushed with shame.

The person opposite sighed and reminded her: "What are you thinking? Didn't you say you should eat first?"

"what?"

She looked up, but heard nothing.

But Fu Yanye looked at her starry eyes, his throat tightened immediately, and then he reminded her: "After eating, you can see everything you think."

"..."

She blushed even more.

Does he know what she wants to see?

After the meal, a familiar voice suddenly sounded outside the window, and she looked out reflexively.

It's fireworks.

It's a very common type, but it makes people feel...

There was a sudden buzz in her mind, and the brows tightened unconsciously.

Why is this scene so familiar, as if it happened here before?

Zhuo Jian couldn't help staring at those fireworks, Fu Yanye looked at her, and immediately made a decision. The originally 10-minute fireworks would last for half an hour.

Zhuo Jian felt so beautiful.

I couldn't help but laugh happily.

It wasn't until her shoulders were gently held from behind by a pair of hands that her smile subsided unconsciously. She wanted to avoid it, but Fu Yanye leaned into her ear: "Relax, keep watching, this is all because of my marriage proposal." Time to use the rest."

"..."

Proposal?

The scene of him kneeling on the ground proposing marriage suddenly appeared in her mind.

Ah, it turned out to be here too.

No wonder she felt a little familiar.

-

When Fu Yanye asked Zhuo Jian to dance, Zhong Mai was smoking on the starry open-air balcony, watching the fireworks by the sea, couldn't help but smile wryly, and muttered: "Once a man becomes romantic, it's really, quite romantic."

Standing next to her, Zhang Mingmei watched the fireworks in the sky finally go down, and said, "I don't know if Ah Jian remembered anything, it seems like it's been a long time."

"Well, but why rush her to remember that?"

Zhong Mai said.

Zhang Mingmei looked at Zhong Mai.

Zhong Mai took a puff of cigarette before saying again: "She has experienced so many painful things, if she remembers it all at once, how uncomfortable would it be?"

Zhang Mingmei looked at the once gorgeous starry sky, but retorted: "Or, she also hopes to remember earlier? Although there were many broken moments in their marriage, they finally opened their hearts and became each other's last love." The one I like."

Zhong Mai smiled wryly, "A person you like?"

She took another deep puff on her cigarette, and couldn't help complaining that Yan Zheng was a coward.

He's never been like this before.

As soon as the divorce was discussed, he ran away without a trace.

In the past, he always sent others to go on business trips, no matter how urgent he was, he would stay out of the city if he could.

But today when she came to him again, he said that he was on a business trip.

She went home and saw that, as expected, several sets of clothes were missing.

Looks like it's still a long-term business trip, huh.

"You and Mr. Yan have always been very rational and clear-headed people. How could it be so serious?"

"He doesn't trust me in his heart. Do you want me to continue this marriage with him? We have known each other for so long, and you know that I will never let myself be wronged in a marriage. If I can live it, I can't. Come on, there aren't a lot of handsome men out there?"

"Yes, there are a lot of handsome men out there, but you just don't really like them."

Zhang Mingmei felt that Zhong Mai was also a bit aggressive.

Zhong Mai lowered his head and smiled, then sighed: "Let's go down and find my brother."

Zhang Mingmei smiled and said nothing, and accompanied her downstairs to find her younger brother.

But today's younger brothers respect her very much.

Zhong Mai felt bored, and said annoyedly: "Go away, it will be strange to find you again in the future."

Zhong Mai felt that all his previous money had been fed to dogs, a heartless dog.

Soon someone ran in, "Miss Mingmei, it's not good, someone is provoking downstairs."

"What's the provocation?"

Zhang Mingmei suddenly became serious.

"It's Miss Jane."

Staff report immediately.

"Jane Qian?"

"Jane Qian?"

Zhong Mai and Zhang Mingmei spoke in unison, and they immediately got up and walked outside.

After ten o'clock, Zhuo Jian was taking a shower. Fu Yanye was reading an email outside. When he heard the phone ringing on the bed, he glanced there. , pick up the phone.

It's Zhang Mingmei.

He picked it up: "Hello?"

"Boss Fu? Is Ah Jian there? Jian Qian was injured and may give birth prematurely."

"I see."

After Fu Yanye heard it, he only said these four words after a second, and then hung up without listening to what was said there.

Then he dialed Feng Ying's number with his mobile phone.

Feng Ying called him back: "Yes, I'm on my way there."

"Well, Zhuo Jian is not in good health either, so I won't let her pass. You take care of your own woman."

"Understand."

As soon as Feng Ying understood, Fu Yanye hung up the phone, hearing that he was driving fast.

Zhuo Jian came out from inside, wiped her hair with a towel, looked at the person sitting by the bed, felt a little uncomfortable before walking forward.

Fu Yanye turned around first, and saw her coming out wearing pajamas and wiping her hair, tightly wrapped.

Hey!

"The husband and wife sleep together, do they have to dress like that?"

"Huh? I'm afraid of the cold."

Zhuo Jian spoke softly to him awkwardly yet politely.

The ghost believed her because she was afraid of the cold.

Fu Yanye got up and walked in front of her, stopped in front of her eyes, took the towel she used to dry her hair: "Dry your hair for you first."

"Ah."

Zhuo Jian felt that it was quite comfortable for him to blow-dry his hair.

So when she sat on the edge of the bed and waited for him to take the hair dryer, she couldn't help asking: "Did you often dry my hair before?"

"If we are together, we will basically."

Fu Yanye returned to her.

Zhuo Jian's heart moved when she heard this, and she couldn't help but look at him again, but the light seemed a bit dim, and she couldn't see clearly, but she just thought his jaw was so beautiful.

Fu Yanye didn't come out for a long time after he went to put the hair dryer on. When Zhuo Jian heard the sound of him taking a shower, he suddenly felt a little unsure where to put it.

Seeing that his mobile phone had moved, he changed his mind again and picked up the mobile phone to take a look.

I didn't see anything unusual, but...

Zhang Mingmei called?

Fu Yanye just came out, lying on her side beside her, with his hands on her waist, "What are you looking at?"

"Sister Mingmei called me just now?"

Zhuo Jian pushed his hand, and then was tightly wrapped by him.