I don't deserve your love

"Don't ever say that to me again, eh?"

Fu Yanye suddenly asked her very solemnly.

Zhuo Jian's heart was beating like thunder, her voice was a little hoarse, and she asked him, "What are you talking about?"

"Let me find another woman."

Fu Yanye reminded her.

Zhuo Jian's heart skipped a beat, and she obediently agreed: "Okay!"

Fu Yanye still looked at her with deep eyes, he thought she had read his mind.

The results of it?

"If you talk nonsense again..."

"Stop talking nonsense, hold a wedding with you, and give birth to a child for you."

Zhuo Jian smiled, very pious.

"..."

Fu Yanye frowned, and looked at her with half-closed phoenix eyes.

Zhuo Jian even felt that at this moment, his breathing seemed to be stagnant.

If it wasn't for his deep eyes, she even wanted to break into his heart to see what he was thinking.

Was he frightened by her words?

In fact, since Fu Yanye came home, he was surprised by her words several times.

"If you dare to regret it, you will die."

Fu Yanye wanted to look calm enough, but when he straightened up and turned to leave, he couldn't help turning his head and threatening her.

Zhuo Jian: "..."

She suppressed a smile and watched him go to get the oranges, and told him: "Master Ye, please wash the oranges, I also have a cleanliness."

Fu Yanye stopped washing the oranges in the water, turned his head and gave her another death stare.

Comparing him to cleanliness?

He hoped that she would have a cleanliness fetish, so that other men would not be able to touch her easily.

Soon the beautiful fruit plate containing the oranges he had cut was brought to her. Fu Yanye reminded: "I'll eat it in a few minutes, it's too cold."

"Ok!"

Zhuo Jian agreed, but as soon as he turned his head away, she took a piece and stuffed it in her mouth and sucked desperately.

It's sour, and it feels refreshing after taking a sip.

While waiting for dinner, I took out my mobile phone to check the news while eating oranges. It is rare for people who follow these to click on it by chance, and they are immediately attracted by a trending search.

Isn't murder illegal?

Zhuo Jian clicked on the trending search, and when she looked down, the orange in her hand suddenly became stale.

Are children not life?

She killed a life the moment she pushed me down the stairs, but she wasn't responsible.

I tell the little angel in my stomach every night that you are the best gift God gave to my mother. Although I lost your father, I still have you. With you, I can live.

But now, I don't even have you, how can I live?

Why is she still playing the lovely hostess in the studio?

She must pay for the lives of our mother and child, we all died because of her, even I suspect that your death was her deliberate murder, and I, for you, my little angel, my only light.

Accompanied by a photo of a nursery, lots of baby carriages, and a half-clear woman's face printed in glass.

But Zhuo Jian recognized the man at a glance.

Lin Ruxiang.

In fact, even without looking at the photos, Zhuo Jian is very sure that it is just these words.

After Zhuo Jian saw it clearly, she immediately scrolled down to the comments.

Sure enough, there were many speculations about this woman, and it was quickly guessed that it was Lin Ruxiang.

Things that had been suppressed for a few days were still exposed.

Or the party blew himself up.

As a victim!

And Zhuo Jian still couldn't escape the moment of being regarded as a murderer.

Zhuo Jian put the phone aside, and then continued to eat her oranges. The oranges were cold, and the juice in her mouth made her feel better because of those words.

The doctor said that she should maintain a good mood now, Zhuo Jian thought, stuffing all the oranges in her mouth.

Stomach growled, Zhuo Jian subconsciously touched her lower abdomen, then looked at the person who was cooking and urged: "Hurry up, I'm so hungry."

Fu Yanye turned his head to look at her, she obviously still looked listless, but her eyes seemed to be different from before.

With splashes?

Because Zhuo Jian was too hungry, Fu Yanye changed the stir-fry to boiled noodles.

Vegetables and eggs are used as decorations for her.

And vinegar pickled gherkins!

Zhuo Jian was very satisfied. She ate a small cucumber first, and then watched a bowl of noodles on the table being pulled directly in front of her. After making sure that he couldn't take it away, she asked him, "Aren't you going to eat it?"

"You can't finish it."

Fu Yanye raised his eyebrows.

"..."

This means that she can't finish eating and he can eat the rest of her?

Zhuo Jian picked up the chopsticks and ate, and couldn't help but look at him again.

"Why don't you go and get another bowl, let's separate."

So clean.

"No! You eat yours first."

Fu Yanye said.

"Oh!"

Zhuo Jian agreed, and continued to eat with her head down, drinking noodle soup by the way.

Fu Yanye saw that she was gnawing on the leftover orange peel, the top was clean, and there was no pulp at all, which seemed a bit of a cleanliness.

It's a bit weird for one person to be a clean freak, but it's great for both couples.

The phone rang suddenly, he stretched his legs, took out the phone from his trouser pocket, and answered, "What's the matter?"

"understood!"

Fu Yanye looked at the woman who was eating the noodles he cooked. She looked good when she ate, so she was taught well by her parents since she was a child.

Putting the phone aside first, he went back inside with the plate, dumped the orange peels into the trash can, then cleaned the plate and put it away.

Zhuo Jian looked at the mobile phone he had just put on the table, thinking that something must be wrong with him, but he held his breath.

Zhuo Jian couldn't help observing him, thinking he was really capable.

It would be nice if he could still be as capable after the wedding, if only for a year or two.

When she was in a good mood and continued to eat, Fu Yanye's cell phone rang again suddenly, it was Lin Ruxiang.

Seeing that name, Zhuo Jian was really upset, but she still reminded: "You call, Lin Ruxiang."

"You pick it up for me."

Fu Yanye said, and was pouring pure water into the kettle.

Zhuo Jian's sharp eyes flickered, and then he picked up his mobile phone and swiped the answer button.

"Yan Ye, I just saw a hot search on the Internet, which seems to be about me, but I swear, I really don't know about this matter, don't get me wrong."

The voice sounded anxious and innocent.

"No mistake, I know you wrote it."

Zhuo Jian said indifferently.

"Zhuo Jian? How do you know how to answer Yan Ye's phone?"

"Of course we are together!"

Zhuo Jian looked down at the noodle soup in the bowl, picked up a spoon and took a sip.

"What are you showing off?"

Lin Ruxiang questioned her frantically.

"What can I show off? It's nothing more than lying on the same bed with him every night and being held in his arms. By the way, we also have our own children."

Zhuo Jian showed off with an unconcerned look.

"Zhuo Jian, you murderer, what right do you have to tell me this? You will die!"

"Murderers do not have a good death, especially murderers who are liars don't have a good death."

Zhuo Jian retorted coldly, she couldn't help feeling funny in her heart, a thief shouting "Stop a thief?"But there really is her.

"you……"

"By the way, when I returned to China, I heard that you still have two months to live."

Zhuo Jian spoke coldly, but her eyes watched the tall Fu Yanye walking towards her.