I don't deserve your love

Zhuo Jian couldn't help laughing when she heard this, put down the sandwich, put her hands together, and asked him seriously: "Then what do you think I am suitable for? To be a little flower in a greenhouse? But now I have no father, no mother, and no other My relatives, who will give me the conditions to let me be?"

"I!"

Fu Yanye tried hard to finish chewing the food in his mouth, and said to her.

"We all know that this is inappropriate. Didn't Sister Ruxiang even imply that she doesn't like you and have too much to do with me?"

Zhuo Jian always felt that Ruxiang should not be so magnanimous.

Fu Yanye looked at her: "I said, our affairs have nothing to do with her."

"How can it be okay? Maybe you will become husband and wife in two days. You have a new wife and you have to raise your ex-wife. Do you think your new wife will be happy?"

"Can you not mention her for now?"

Fu Yanye was unhappy again.

"Okay! Let's think about it differently. If I am with you and at the same time show courteousness to other men, will you be happy? And I don't want to be your rice bug for the rest of my life."

After Zhuo Jian finished speaking, she smiled at him, and then continued to pick up the sandwich and eat it.

She can still eat the sandwiches he made now, but she may not even have a chance to take a sip of the water he poured in the future, so she has to cherish it.

Seeing her so rational appearance, Fu Yanye felt a fever in his stomach unconsciously.

This woman, at a young age, is too sober.

Annoyed, Fu Yanye took another bite of the sandwich, but it was boring.

The doorbell rang shortly after, and both of them looked out subconsciously.

Soon Zhuo Jian lowered her head, she had such a premonition.

It is Ruxiang.

Fu Yanye got up to open the door.

"Master Ye, if it's Miss Ruxiang, do I need to avoid it?"

"She's in the hospital!"

Fu Yanye said lightly, and then went to open the door.

Zhuo Jian's heart beat faster and faster.

Why did she feel that she shouldn't be here even though she was still his wife?

Is this the so-called inappropriate?

Zhuo Jian took another bite of the sandwich, suddenly her eyes couldn't see clearly.

What Fu Yanye didn't expect was that the people who were originally in the hospital actually came here.

"How did you come?"

"I miss you!"

Ruxiang confessed softly, and then looked inside: "Why didn't you invite me in? Could it be that you are hiding other women?"

"Only Zhuo Jian!"

Fu Yanye said lightly, but when she saw her walk in, she was indescribably upset.

Here, no one else has ever been here.

"Why is Ah Jian here so early? Didn't she go back to live with her aunt?"

Ruxiang asked with a good temper, seeing no one in the living room, looked at the environment and went in another direction.

Zhuo Jian just wanted to finish the sandwich, and when Ru Xiang walked in, she stuffed the remaining piece into her mouth, smiled at Ru Xiang, turned sideways politely, covered her mouth and finished chewing the food inside Swallow it down, and then turn around again.

Only then did Fu Yanye walk in slowly, and just as he was about to speak, he felt an inexplicable pain in his heart when he met Shang Zhuo Jian's crystal clear eyes with a smile between them.

"I made an appointment with Young Master Ye to get a divorce today!"

Zhuo Jian said with a smile.

"Do you want a divorce today?"

After hearing this, Ruxiang asked again excitedly, and then looked at Fu Yanye.

But there was no joy on Fu Yanye's face, and even indifference and alienation.

Ruxiang couldn't be as cold as him, and said with a smile, "Drink the milk first."

Zhuo Jian glanced at the milk on the table, and shook her hand: "No, I left my account book at home, I'll go back and get the account book first, you guys talk!"

She nodded and left.

"Aren't you going to sit back again? Ah Jian, don't see me! Even if you are divorced, as I said, if you call me sister Ruxiang, then he is your brother-in-law, and we are still a family. You can do it here too." Come to play often."

"I have to go to work after the divorce, you guys talk first!"

Zhuo Jian watched Ruxiang hold her wrist, pushed it away uncomfortably, smiled with lowered eyes and left.

"Then, then I won't keep you! Come sit again another day!"

Ruxiang stood behind and watched her go, then said slowly.

Zhuo Jian just wanted to leave quickly.

Fu Yanye glanced at Ruxiang unconsciously, what did she mean by that?

Do you consider yourself the master here?

"Wait here and don't move."

After Fu Yanye finished giving instructions, or should I say gave orders, he turned around and ran after him with long legs.

Ruxiang couldn't believe what she heard and saw.

He told her not to move around?

Just let her stand here?

She had never been here before, how many years had they known each other?

Zhuo Jian stood by the elevator and waited. The elevator didn't come up for some reason. She waited anxiously, and her heart was full of enthusiasm.

Suddenly hearing the sound of the door being opened, her heart skipped a beat.

He stepped out of it and strode towards her.

She turned slightly, and the closer he got, the hotter she felt.

She somewhat refused him to approach again!

But he still came in front of her, but she couldn't say anything, she could only humbly turn to the elevator and the corner.

"I didn't know she was coming!"

Fu Yanye suddenly said such a sentence.

Zhuo Jian raised her blurred eyes again, what did he mean by this sentence?

Does he know that Ruxiang is following her?

Or do you want to say that Ruxiang has never been here?

Zhuo Jian thought she was funny, but she couldn't understand anything from his dark eyes, so she lowered her head again: "See you at the Civil Affairs Bureau!"

"This house is for you, it's written in the divorce agreement!"

Fu Yanye suddenly grabbed her wrist.

Zhuo Jian didn't dare to look up, her long eyelashes were covered with water mist, seeing him holding her wrist, she was a little out of breath, so she could only lower her head again, and then agreed in a muffled voice: "Yeah !"

"Zhuo Jian, look at me!"

Fu Yanye couldn't see her face, but he always felt that she was having a hard time now.

But now Zhuo Jian is sad, how can she look up at him?

She was afraid that if she raised her eyes, tears would fall.

Fortunately, the elevator opened in time, so Zhuo Jian breathed a sigh of relief and pushed his hand hard: "I should go!"

"Zhuo Jian!"

He grabbed her wrist, not wanting to let go.

"Sister Ruxiang is still waiting for you, go back quickly!"

Zhuo Jian had no choice but to break his hand vigorously. His hand was clean and moist, and she felt distraught when she touched it.

But so what?

She won't expect anything that doesn't belong to her.

But why is his hand so hard to remove?

She was infatuated with his hand to the point of kissing him even in her dreams, ever.

She likes his hand to touch her most, ever.

"Fu Yanye, let me go!"

Zhuo Jian unconsciously hoarse her voice and whispered her request.

Hearing this voice, Fu Yanye became more and more confused, and pushed her directly into the elevator.

Zhuo Jian was dazzled, raised her eyes to see the person who followed, but before she could understand anything, her face was suddenly held by his warm palm.