I don't deserve your love

"Yes!"

"Retire, you will be very busy recently."

Fu Yanye looked out the window and said something to her.

Suddenly, heavy snow fell outside, blown by the wind, and soon the car windows were full.

Zhuo Jian was also surprised by the snow conditions, but the business was important.

She asked, "What am I busy with?"

"Trying on wedding dresses, taking wedding photos, and having a wedding!"

"..."

He said it bluntly, but the image of him and Ruxiang going to take a wedding photo popped up in her mind, and she gave him a displeased look, and then silently looked out the window: "I can't."

"You don't need me to stare at you here and wait for you to come out?"

Fu Yanye didn't talk nonsense, and asked her directly.

Zhuo Jian was dumbfounded, what does this mean?

"Get out of the car, someone is waiting for you."

Fu Yanye spoke again.The front wipers were moving, and she saw the person he was talking about waiting for her from behind the thin layer of snow.

Zhuo Jian put on the seat belt, but before getting out of the car, she couldn't help but said to him: "I really don't know how to try on wedding dresses, and take wedding photos."

And it will definitely go in the afternoon.

Zhuo Jian thought in her heart that she would run away after the show.

Fu Yanye saw her and Li Yuqing walking up the steps, and the car quickly left the TV station.

There are so many things she doesn't want to do, how can she rely on her for everything?

-

Li Yuqing followed her into the office and delivered the coffee he had bought earlier to her desk.

Zhuo Jian looked at the cup of coffee and smiled slightly, and said to him, "I don't drink coffee recently."

"No more coffee?"

Li Yuqing didn't quite understand.

"Well! Quit!"

Zhuo Jian nodded in agreement.

Li Yuqing was still a little confused, but nodded subconsciously: "Then don't drink, what do you want to drink, I'll help you buy it."

"I don't want to drink anything, get ready for work first."

Zhuo Jian said.

"Are you leaving this afternoon?"

Li Yuqing saw that Fu Yanye's car came to see her off, and thought she didn't want to leave.

She and Fu Yanye obviously live together.

Especially since she always wears a silk scarf around her neck, one can imagine why.

Zhuo Jian looked down at the cup of coffee and said softly, "Classes always have to finish."

Li Yuqing didn't say anything else, just looked at her a little absent-minded.

Soon Zhuo Jianjian began to put on makeup and quickly recorded the materials.

Yang Yi came to find her, the two chatted for a while, and then entered the studio on time.

She didn't take off her makeup after get off work, and wanted to escape through the back door.

As a result, just as he ran out, he saw a black limousine in the heavy snow.

That was the driver at Fu Yanye's office building, and she was no stranger.

"Young madam, the president asked me to pick you up."

The driver is young and very polite.

Zhuo Jian walked down slowly, thinking about how to say that she was going in another direction.

"Did he say what it was?"

Zhuo Jian asked.

The driver lowered his head humbly, "No, but it should be a good thing."

"I want to go shopping first, you, wait for me here?"

Zhuo Jian felt that she was approachable and natural enough.

"The president told you to get in the car directly."

The driver was still very polite, showing a look of telling her not to embarrass him.

So, Zhuo Jian was taken to his office building.

It was snowing heavily.

She stepped on the snow, and every step she took made a sound.

Even her heart began to make unusual sounds.

Wu Fei was waiting for her at the door, and she nodded politely when she saw her: "Young Madam, please."

Zhuo Jian lowered his head and followed her inside.

The two entered the president's special elevator, Zhuo Jian turned his head and looked at the snow curtain outside, his heart sank again and again.

At the top layer, it is white and transparent.

Until entering his office, Zhuo Jian saw Fu Yanye standing with a middle-aged man.

The two of them turned their heads when they heard the door open.

Zhuo Jian stood at the door wearing a black overcoat, with both hands naturally pulling the strap of the bag in front of her, obediently facing them.

At least to them, this girl looks very cute.

Wu Fei closed the door from the outside.

There were only three people left inside.

Fu Yanye didn't come forward, but just called her: "Come here and introduce you to the boss of JY studio, Mr. Jian."

Mr. Jane?

Zhuo Jian reflexively stepped forward and nodded: "Hello."

"Hello Mrs. Fu!"

The man called Mr. Jane stood in front of her with a slight smile, doing a lot less on her.

Zhuo Jian was a little uncomfortable being looked at, although his glance ended quickly.

"Mr. Jian is one of the best wedding dress designers in China, and has won many awards internationally."

Fu Yanye went on to introduce.

When Zhuo Jian heard the word wedding dress, her heart skipped a beat.

He wants someone to make her a wedding dress?

"Mr. Fu only gave me a week, so Mrs. Fu has to cooperate with me."

That Mr. Jane told her.

Zhuo Jian listened and looked at Fu Yanye.

What did she say this morning for nothing?

Fu Yanye glanced at her lightly, then raised his hand: "Let's sit down and talk."

The three chatted together for a while, the designer left, and there were only two people left in the huge office.

Zhuo Jian looked at him with inquiring eyes, not impolite but just curious.

"You really want to have a wedding, don't you?"

Zhuo Jian confirmed with him.

Fu Yanye looked up at her, "Yes!"

"I have an idea."

Zhuo Jian continued.

Fu Yanye looked at her with deeper eyes, leaned into the sofa, and said to her, "Say it!"

"Whether it's me or Lin Ruxiang, you've known each other since childhood. We're both too familiar with you. In fact, there's nothing new about it. Why don't you find a beautiful strange girl?"

"What do you mean?"

"Isn't it romantic to fall in love with a strange girl who interests you, pursue, date, and get married?"

"Do you want to meet other men for dating and marriage?"

It wasn't the first time she said something like this, Fu Yanye couldn't help staring at her covetously, really wanting to jump over and bite her to death.

"I don't refute it when you say that. We've known each other for so many years. What's the point of being together?"

Zhuo Jian asked him.

After hearing this, Fu Yanye didn't speak, just took her hand and pinched her ring finger joints.

Zhuo Jian felt pain and wanted to withdraw.

Fu Yanye squeezed her finger tightly and said, "You have to let me get tired of playing with you first."

"..."

Zhuo Jian panicked, what else did he want to play?

"After we have a wedding, after a while, or I will really get bored, then let's meet new people."

Seeing that she was afraid, Fu Yanye reminded her in a low voice.

Zhuo Jian looked down at her fingers that he was pinching, and then looked up at him again.

Probably because of the three-year-old generation gap.

So, they can't communicate at all.

Zhuo Jian gave up, and secretly thought, stop talking nonsense with him, let's find a chance to escape!

Soon, Wu Fei knocked on the door and came in, "President, the reporter is already in place, just waiting for you and the young lady to go over."

Zhuo Jian turned her head to look at Secretary Wu standing at the door, her mind was buzzing, what?

"understood!"

Fu Yanye said lightly, and then took her hand.

Zhuo Jian looked at Fu Yanye suspiciously: "Why are there reporters?"

He stared at her with dark eyes, and said every word clearly, "This wedding is bound to be grand."