I don't deserve your love

Fu Yanye was a little disappointed, and regardless of the presence of other people, he leaned into her ear: "Go home and tell me in my ear."

Zhuo Jian: "..."

Lin Ruxiang had no idea what was going on behind the scenes, and when he got to the door, he gave Wang Rui a hard look.

Wang Rui returned her glance indifferently, and just stood at the door.

It's just that Lin Ruxiang didn't expect that after she went out, she would see Su Bai.

Su Bai stood at the stairs and looked at her, smiled slightly: "Miss Lin."

Miss Lin?

They used to call her Ruxiang.

Lin Ruxiang approached, still looking at him in disbelief: "Aren't you..."

"Did you take sleeping pills? Let me introduce you. This is my personal doctor, Dr. Zhang Mingmei, who specializes in treating all kinds of dirty problems."

"..."

Lin Ruxiang glanced at Zhang Mingmei, who looked about the same age as them, and she couldn't see how Su Bai spoke very badly about her.

Zhang Mingmei glanced at her like knives, and then greeted her with a low eyebrow: "Miss Lin."

"You know he likes Zhuo Jian, right?"

Lin Ruxiang only asked this question.

Zhang Mingmei was taken aback for a moment, but then calmly replied: "I know."

Su Bai: "..."

Do these two women think he is not there?Talking about him in front of him, is it appropriate?

Lin Ruxiang sneered and left.

In the private room, Zhuo Jian picked up her mother's earrings and touched them in the palm of her hand.

The lost earrings have been found. Mom is there, and dad is reunited, right?

Zhuo Jian only hoped that they could find each other in another world and continue to love each other.

Fu Yanye looked at her cute and pitiful appearance, and gently rubbed the back of her fingers against the side of her face.

Zhuo Jian turned to look at him: "Thank you!"

Fu Yanye chuckled and raised his eyebrows.

Mu Handong stood up from his seat: "Let's not disturb my light bulb for now, by the way, I wish you and your wife a happy wedding!"

Fu Yanye put his hand behind Zhuo Jian's back, making a gesture of hugging her, and looked sharply at the person who was about to leave: "Didn't Mr. Mu call my wife in the evening to say that he wanted to give a gift? Just transfer the money." .”

"what?"

Mu Handong was stunned.

"Huainan Township is building a Hope Primary School, and it doesn't cost much. I think we can see this gift from Young Master Mu tomorrow morning?"

"..."

Mu Handong laughed, could only nod his head, and left angrily.

Seeing him leave, Fu Yanye put away his sharp eyes, but looked down and saw that his little wife was still looking at him, so he couldn't help pinching her chin: "Why are you looking at me?"

"Let him donate a Hope Primary School as gift money?"

"It's cheap for him. I've watched the play for so long."

Fu Yanye said.

"..."

The scene where Zhuo Jian wants to dominate the actor is really not good.

Anyway, mortals like her look down on her.

Fu Yanye looked at her with black eyes: "Mother-in-law's earrings were also found, can we talk about another matter now?"

"Ok?"

Zhuo Jian was still lamenting the price of an unattractive movie king, but he didn't slow down when he heard this sound.

"Now tell me, why did you bring a fruit knife when you went out?"

Fu Yanye suddenly took out the fruit knife from his pocket, opened it and lit it.

Zhuo Jian: "..."

"Did you know that this knife looks small, but it can kill people?"

Fu Yanye became serious, with charm in his depth.

Of course, Zhuo Jian can't fall in love with his charm now, because it's really scary to settle accounts after autumn.

Zhuo Jian murmured: "Are you afraid that I will really kill her?"

Fu Yanye's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly: "What does it have to do with me if she dies? But what if you were accidentally killed by her? Or did you accidentally fuck yourself when you did it?"

"..."

He is always different from what she thinks.

"I don't want to blame you, but you are really impulsive this time. In case you have something to do with your child, what should I do in the future?"

Fu Yanye asked her.

Zhuo Jian's eye sockets were a little dry and hot after being stimulated by his few words, and she couldn't help lowering her head.

Seeing her blushing eyes, Fu Yanye touched her face lightly with his fingers, "Do you know what's wrong?"

Zhuo Jian was not reconciled, but still nodded.

Fu Yanye put his arms around the back of her head and pressed her into his arms.

Reflexively, Zhuo Jian stretched out her arms to embrace his broad chest, and explained in a low voice: "What I was thinking at the time was, what should I do if she turns back when I see her in the end? I must have something in my hand that can threaten her." She, but what can I use to blackmail her?"

"So you thought of taking a knife?"

"Well, but I didn't intend to really kill her, just to frighten her."

"..."

Fu Yanye lowered his eyes and looked at Zhuo Jian's pitiful appearance when he looked at him, even if he was afraid that he would not trust him, he couldn't help pressing her into his arms again: "Fool, with me here, would she dare not give it to you?"

"But how do I know whether I'm as important as her in your heart?"

"What did you say?"

"The whole world knows that she is the white moonlight that you have loved for many years."

To a man, white moonlight is a red rose, or a cinnabar mole?

Fu Yanye frowned: "You are really stupid. I obeyed her only because she saved my life, and I was paying her back."

"But……"

"The doctor said that following her would help her treatment. I thought I would let her torment me first. Anyway, I will withdraw when she recovers, and I will withdraw even more when she dies."

"..."

"So don't listen to Bai Yueguang. Your husband didn't know how much he cared about you before. After knowing it, it is even more impossible for him to have others in his heart."

Fu Yanye confessed to her solemnly.

Zhuo Jian was a little silly when he heard it, and couldn't help asking softly: "You, is this a confession?"

"What do you say?"

He thought that he would have more confessions in the future.

To reassure her.

Zhuo Jian's eyes suddenly became delicate, and she snorted at him, then put her whole face in his warm embrace, and wrapped her hands around his strong waist: "Fu Yanye, you must always treat me like this."

Fu Yanye couldn't help smiling, and kissed the top of her head lightly: "Yeah!"

The sound of "um" was obviously muffled and extremely depressing, but it made people feel that they could risk their lives for this one word.

Before the tears fell, Zhuo Jian turned her head and buried her face in his chest, with the corners of her lips raised.

Fu Yanye lowered his head to look at her, failed to see it several times, and reminded her in a good-tempered manner: "Did you wipe your nose on the shirt?"

"Hate!"

Zhuo Jian pinched him lightly, then raised her head.

He didn't see the snot, only the red and tearful eyes of his little wife.

"why cry?"

Fu Yanye asked her.

"I'm touched! My husband defends me so much, cares about me so much, and cares about me so much."

Zhuo Jian said it to him without pretense, looking at him with stars in her eyes.