I don't deserve your love

"Then what if Mom sends a car to wait for me in advance?"

"You find your own way, and if you want the answer, you go back to Shengyuan."

"..."

"Don't you think it's appropriate for your man to guard the empty room alone?"

"Actually, I'm also afraid that you won't be able to hold on."

Zhuo Jian blushed up to her ears when she said this.

Fu Yanye frowned, glanced at the person who was following up from the opposite side, and held her hand again: "Do you want me to look at you and not react?"

Fu Yanye asked her and pulled her forward.

Zhuo Jian looked up at him, wondering why he was walking so fast suddenly, until she turned her head and saw Lin Ruxiang following behind.

Some people like to be haunted.

Seeing them walking so fast, did Lin Ruxiang avoid her like a plague?

But she also knew that her plan to humiliate Zhuo Jian on the TV station could only come to an end.

But that's okay, Lin's is in crisis, as a daughter, she can no longer just watch.

She had to supervise Lin Jiaoyang, and the stock price couldn't fall any further.

As for Zhuo Jian, she thought that it would be easier to deal with it if she left the TV station. After all, if something happened to Zhuo Jian, it would be difficult for everyone to rely on her anymore. She was so far away.

Because I hadn't been here for two days, I said I would leave soon.

After Lin Ruxiang went out, he called Wang Rui, but Wang Rui didn't answer.

Lin Ruxiang sent him a message: "I will stay away from Zhuo Jian in the future. I did what you wanted, but you still refuse to believe me?"

After thinking about it, she dialed another number. This time the other party picked up the phone quickly. She smiled and asked, "Master Mu, do you have time to chat?"

-

Zhuo Jian left work early in the afternoon.

But the car in the old house was still parked outside.

Zhuo Jian panicked a little, if she didn't go to Shengyuan tonight, Fu Yanye would definitely try to cure her again.

She walked to the car and looked at Uncle Zhou, and then politely called out: "Uncle Zhou, why did you come so early?"

"Young lady, do you want to go to Shengyuan?"

Uncle Zhou smiled and asked her back.

Zhuo Jian's eyes lit up, and then she nodded shyly.

"Get in the car, I'll take you there."

"..."

Zhuo Jian couldn't believe it until Uncle Zhou really sent her to Shengyuan.

"Then how do you explain to your grandparents and parents when you go back?"

"I just said that the young master forced me to send you here, what do you think?"

Uncle Zhou discussed with her.

Zhuo Jian thought for a while, then smiled wickedly and nodded.

After Uncle Zhou returned to the old house, he went to the living room and reported: "Young Madam went to the Young Master."

"Didn't I ask you to come here?"

Wang Yue asked unhappily.

"But the young master issued a death order. If I don't send the young lady to Shengyuan, I will be fired."

"Hmph, you are afraid that he will drive you away, so are you not afraid that I will drive you away?"

Wang Yue asked him angrily.

"After all, I'm getting the salary from the young master now, madam, why don't you call the young master yourself?"

Uncle Zhou's tactful proposal.

When Wang Yue thought of calling Fu Yanye, she became even angrier: "Everyone has been sent back by you. What's the use of calling me? You can always pick me up tomorrow, right? Otherwise, I'll fire you first." .”

Uncle Zhou: "..."

"Why are you embarrassing Lao Zhou? You fired him, won't your son re-employ him?"

The old lady reminded her.

Wang Yue was flabbergasted, and couldn't help muttering: "I'm not afraid that the young couple is too young, they don't understand anything, it's not serious, what if it hurts the child in the stomach?"

Fu Zhengzhi just came back from the outside, and suddenly everyone in the sofa looked at him, and the old lady whispered to her daughter-in-law, "Let your husband remind your son."

Wang Yue's originally angry expression suddenly turned into a smile.

Fu Zhengzhi suddenly had a bad premonition, and everyone looked numb, but he interrupted their thoughts when he sat on the sofa, and said, "I just met Lin Jiaoyang while drinking tea outside."

"Lin Jiaoyang? What else does he want?"

"It's said that Lao Zhuo made him miserable back then."

Fu Zhengzhi said.

"Minjie cheated on him? If you want me to tell you about that incident back then, it was he who instigated Minjie to do it. Minjie is just too stupid to carry everything by himself."

Listening to her son's words, the old lady snorted unhappily and started talking.

"His mouth is also undisciplined."

The old man said angrily.

-

Shengyuan.

Zhuo Jian was standing next to the refrigerator, preparing to cook for Fu Yanye herself, when the mobile phone on the Liuli table rang, she glanced at the unfamiliar number, probably a colleague from the TV station, swiped to connect: "Hello?"

"Is it Zhuo Jian?"

"you are?"

"Mu Handong, we met at Grandpa Fu's birthday party."

"Oh, I remembered, is Mr. Mu okay?"

When Zhuo Jian remembered that person, she didn't like him very much, so she turned on the speakerphone and went to open the refrigerator.

"I just came back from abroad, and I didn't have time to attend your couple's wedding, so I want to find a time to meet and give you money."

"Well, in fact, as long as you have a heart."

Zhuo Jian listened to his words, turned her head to look at the phone, and felt that this person was very strange, and she wanted to send money to Fu Yanye, what did she do?

Did he think that she would pay for his share when he got married?

"It's always good to express your intentions. How about we meet at the bar at ten o'clock tonight?"

"..."

Before Zhuo Jian could speak, she listened to the sound of the door and said to the phone, "My husband is back. If you want to send some money, please talk to him, husband..."

She suddenly shouted sweetly to the outside.

The man who came home from get off work heard the sound of her husband's hair all standing on end, walked to the kitchen with long legs, saw Zhuo Jian's eyes and hands indicating him to look at the mobile phone on the glazed table, and he walked over.

"Ah, that, I'm kind of hanging up now, let's talk about it another day."

The man who had spoken quite steadily hung up the phone hastily.

Zhuo Jian couldn't help but glanced at the phone again, wondering if this person is sick?

Fu Yanye picked up the phone and dialed it directly.

Zhuo Jian glanced at him, although she didn't know what he was going to say, anyway, she was going to cook now.

It's just that as soon as the talent turned around, his small waist was hugged from the side and hooked back.

When the other end was connected, he whispered, "I'll cook the rice."

"..."

Obviously what he said was very serious, but Zhuo Jian didn't know why, and his face became hot.

The person on the other end of the phone also paused when he heard Fu Yanye's voice.

"It's Young Master Ye, what can I do on the phone?"

Mu Handong said on the other end of the phone.

Fu Yanye felt that it felt so good in his hand, smiled, and said to the person on the phone: "It should be me who asked Mr. Mu what he wanted to call my wife, right?"

Wife?

Zhuo Jian looked up at him, and always felt that he was very handsome when he said this.

"I also just asked a friend for your couple's number. I didn't know which one was you, so I just called someone to try my luck. Don't get me wrong."

"Of course, after all, Mu's family still has a project to ask me for a long time."

After Fu Yanye finished speaking, he hung up the phone, put the phone on the glazed table, and looked at his little wife in a blink of an eye, her face was covered with powder, so pretty that he couldn't help but take a bite.

Zhuo Jian subconsciously raised her head back, and Fu Yanye directly hugged her head: "Why are you hiding?"

"I……"

Not hiding!

No words came out, his mouth was gagged.