I don't deserve your love

"Disaster!"

Zhuo Jian smiled, then lowered her head in disappointment.

Li Yuqing did the same, with his head down and a wry smile.

In fact, when she came back, he had such uneasy guesses.

Sometimes things seem to be going well, but they are often just illusions.

Now the man who gave her the divorce agreement as soon as she returned to China wanted to give her a grand wedding that was three years late.

The door was pushed open from the outside, and the two looked out.

Fu Yanye was dressed in a black straight suit, as if he came suddenly from a very formal occasion.

Zhuo Jian froze when he saw him.

Fu Yanye didn't care when he saw Li Yuqing was there, went directly to her bedside, sat down and frowned and asked her, "What's the matter with you?"

Zhuo Jian looked at his dusty appearance, didn't answer, and asked instead: "Didn't you say you want to go out to a meeting?"

"You fainted during the live broadcast, how can I have a meeting?"

How could he tell her that even if he was on a business trip, he had to watch the news hosted by her.

He hoped to receive a call the first time she had an accident, but he didn't.

It doesn't matter what happens, he told the driver to turn around and come back quickly.

Zhuo Jian's heart was burning hot, she lowered her head and no longer looked at his naked and revealing eyes.

But he saw his hand being held tightly in his palm.

Immediately afterwards, a burst of temperature that did not belong to him spread throughout his body.

"Since Mr. Fu is here, I'll go back first."

Li Yuqing couldn't stand the subtle feeling between the two of them.

Fu Yanye said to Zhuo Jian: "Wait for me for a while."

When Zhuo Jian raised his eyes, he had already chased him out.

Li Yuqing stopped.

Outside the door, Fu Yanye looked at him seriously, "Thank you."

Li Yuqing smiled after hearing this: "It's not for you."

"I know! But she's a wife."

"Then remember to owe me a favor."

Li Yuqing thought for a while and left after speaking.

Fu Yanye stood at the door and watched Li Yuqing walk away before pushing the door back.

Zhuo Jian heard him say thank you to Li Yuqing inside, and she was also surprised, he always frowned when he saw Li Yuqing.

Fu Yanye sat back and asked her softly, "Do you feel better now?"

"Ok!"

Zhuo Jian nodded.

Fu Yanye held her hand tightly. In fact, in the past two days, he found her restless. He thought that Ruxiang's miscarriage had cast a shadow on her, but he was afraid that mentioning her would make her feel even more uncomfortable.

If I knew it earlier, I would mention it earlier.

"Ruxiang fell down the stairs by herself, she just wants to see you like this."

Fu Yanye said to her suddenly.

Zhuo Jian's eyes moved when he heard the word Ru Xiang, but he never looked at him.

She couldn't help thinking, how would he feel if he knew that Lin Ruxiang had lied to him?

He has always been proud, thinking that everything cannot escape his eyes.

Fu Yanye suddenly hugged her into his arms. Before Zhuo Jian recovered, he heard his worried voice of relief: "Jian Jian, if you are too depressed, let it out. Don't hold back, okay?"

Zhuo Jian raised her eyes to look at him, and asked him weakly: "You used to tell me not to be so hypocritical, and you complained of suffering when you disliked me for a little thing."

"I said that?"

Fu Yanye half-closed her phoenix eyes, not sure.

"Ok!"

Zhuo Jian agreed.

"I used to be the one who couldn't teach well. From now on, you can vent it."

Fu Yanye hugged her and said.

"Then, how do you vent?"

Zhuo Jian raised her head to look at him suspiciously, although she only saw his lickable chin.

"Take you to play ball?"

"..."

Zhuo Jian's heart trembled unconsciously, this exercise is not suitable for her now.

"Why don't you hit me!"

When Fu Yanye looked at her eyes, his heart suddenly rippled.

Thinking that she just woke up after fainting, she is not suitable for exercising now, but it should be easy to hit him twice.

He held her hand and wanted to hit himself, but Zhuo Jian didn't. Instead, she couldn't help but buried her face in his chest, and then fell silent for a long time.

She even impulsively wanted to ask him to hug her and hold her tighter.

She feels cold!

But he dared not speak.

I don't know when someone told her, don't ask too much from the person you like, otherwise it is likely to make him stay away from you.

Hey!

She was confused about emotional matters.

Thinking that when she saw the bloody picture abroad in the studio, she actually wanted to vomit. At that time, she thought quickly whether to rush to the bathroom immediately or find something here to solve it, and then she couldn't finish it. Just dizzy.

The doctor and his subordinates habitually opened the door and entered the ward. They saw two people hugging on the bed and coughing.

Zhuo Jian pushed him away instantly, and asked the nurse with a smile, "What's the matter?"

"Mrs. Fu is fine and can go home."

The doctor clasped his hands together, respectful in front of Fu Yanye.

Fu Yanye held Zhuo Jian's hand and looked at the doctor: "Have you done all the checks? She has been restless and has lost her appetite recently."

"Um, that's because..."

"The doctor has worked hard, I told him myself."

Zhuo Jian interrupted reflexively.

"That's good! Men are a bit slower in these negative aspects, and it seems that Mr. Fu is no exception."

The doctor nodded and left.

Fu Yanye frowned, saying he was slow?

Seeing that he was frowning and thinking about what the doctor said, Zhuo Jian couldn't help but look at him a few more times, but she quickly regained her composure and asked him, "Don't you need to go to the meeting anymore? I'm fine now."

"not going!"

Fu Yanye said, and then began to look at her.

Why did he suddenly have the feeling that this woman was hiding something from him?

Fu Yanye drove her home, and when they arrived at Shengyuan, Zhuo Jian asked him, "Why are you here again?"

"How about I really restore my mother-in-law's one-to-one place to our house?"

Fu Yanye asked her back.

Zhuo Jian: "..."

What she meant was that they all lived in the old house before.

Obviously Ye Shao misunderstood what she meant, but she didn't want to explain further.

It's just that when he was about to get out of the car, he stepped in front of him first and carried her out of the car.

Zhuo Jian: "..."

Fu Yanye ignored her questioning gaze, and only ordered lightly: "Close the car door."

Zhuo Jian raised her hand and pushed down the car door.

Fu Yanye walked inside with her in his arms.

After returning home, Fu Yanye put her on the sofa and said in a low voice, "I'll get you a glass of water, don't take advantage of this time to try to escape, huh?"

"..."

Zhuo Jian opened her mouth, but no words came out.

He, seems to be very worried that she will leave?

"What if I run away?"

Zhuo Jian couldn't help teasing him.

Fu Yanye half-closed her phoenix eyes: "Then I have to buy an iron chain."

"What do you buy chains for?"

Zhuo Jian questioned.

"Catch you back and tie you home."

"..."

Zhuo Jian's little face turned pale with fright.

Fu Yanye saw that she was not in good spirits and couldn't run anymore, so she got up and went to the kitchen.

Zhuo Jian sat on the sofa and looked down at her slender hands, gently stroking her fingers.

She doesn't know how long he can be serious, but he must be very serious now.

and so……