I don't deserve your love

"Boss, Mr. Zhao is here."

There was a knock on the door of the conference room, Wu Fei stood at the door and spoke to him.

Fu Yanye's slender fingers immediately pressed the delete button, and deleted all the information just edited.

Mr. Zhao walked in and out from the outside, with a bag in his arms, and said with a smile: "I can come to Fu's office building, I, Mr. Zhao, will die without regret. Mr. Fu, thank you for your invitation." .”

Fu Yanye smiled lightly, facing Mr. Zhao's chubby hand, he only raised his chin: "Please sit down."

Mr. Zhao withdrew his hand not without embarrassment, then pulled a chair beside him and sat down, still smiling obsequiously at him, "Mr. Fu asked me, but what do you want me to do?"

"That's not true. It's just that there are some old things. I want to consult Mr. Zhao."

"Old things?"

Mr. Zhao looked at him with a flash of sensitivity in his eyes, so he naturally guessed something.

-

Terrace.

Zhuo Jian and Sheng Xin were going to the office to adjust the content, when they passed the bathroom, they stopped suddenly.

"Isn't she just relying on men? If it weren't for Fu's big backstage, would it be her turn to do this show?"

"That's right. She's only in her twenties. Do you think this show is a reward from her husband for having a baby? I heard that rich people get money to have children."

"Nine times out of ten, otherwise, why should she be? There are many more seniors in our department than her, right? Mr. Zhang, Mr. Wang, who is not more experienced than her, elegant and dignified, just she has been broadcasting news for a few days. Come to our department to take the lead and also act as a producer."

"I heard that all the sponsorships she received were her husband's best friends. This is too obvious."

A few girls were gossiping in the bathroom, Zhuo Jian heard that she seemed to belong to her, so she went to knock on the door.

Sure enough, there were her staff inside, those leaning against the sink, those standing by the wall, all with their arms crossed, and each of them looked like a commentator, Zhuo Jian smiled and said to them: "Go and take the rest Let's talk after work is done."

Several people suddenly put down their hands and stood up: "Yes."

Zhuo Jian followed Sheng Xin to the office again, and Sheng Xin asked her, "Aren't you angry?"

"Being angry just makes me look like a jerk myself."

Zhuo Jian said lightly.

Sheng Xin couldn't help smiling, and after chatting with her about work, he went to dinner with her as usual. Zhuo Jian didn't bring Ouyang Ping with her this time, for fear that Ouyang Ping would find another topic indiscriminately.

The two went to the hot pot restaurant, but they ordered only vegetarian dishes.

Sheng Xin said with a smile, "I'm also a vegetarian now."

Zhuo Jian was a little curious, but just nodded.

"As an excellent host, I thought you would love to ask questions. Aren't you wondering why I suddenly became a vegetarian?"

Sheng Xin asked her.

"why?"

Zhuo Jian immediately asked him cooperatively.

Sheng Xin smiled helplessly, he knew that she was not a person who liked to gossip about other people's affairs, unless it was necessary for work, but the more she was like this, the more he wanted to talk about it.

"Probably for my sister."

Sheng Xin said.

Zhuo Jian looked up at him, his sister?

Ouyang Ping told her that the reason why he liked to get along with her was because she was like a deceased relative of his, could it be his younger sister?

"She died, a car accident."

"..."

"It was just an accidental car accident. She broke up with her boyfriend in this city. She was so sad that she was in a hurry to go home to find me. She didn't look at the intersection when she drove, and then left very quickly."

Sheng Xin said that she didn't feel too heavy, but Zhuo Jian could feel the helplessness. When she lowered her head, her eye sockets were already a little hot.

She has experienced more than once what it feels like to lose the person closest to her, and he is in that situation again.

"You look a bit like her."

As Sheng Xin said, he took out his phone and turned on his phone's screen saver.

A girl, Zhuo Jian couldn't see any similarities between them, but she could tell that the girl was very sunny, she must be her brother's little sunshine.

"Your eyes are very similar, especially when you smile, your eyes are so big, but they suddenly bend, like a bright moon."

Sheng Xin said.

For the first time, Zhuo Jian felt that this compliment was very grand.

Sheng Xin turned off the phone and put it aside again, and asked her: "Is it because I shouldn't say these things? Or you don't want to hear it."

"I'm glad to be your audience."

Zhuo Jian said to him sincerely.

Finally, I understood the reason why he was so willing to cooperate with her time for this interview.

I was still a little burdened before, worried that he was thinking about things between men and women.

Seeing that she had picked up the spoon to drink the soup, Sheng Xin started to eat too.

He enjoyed this kind of conversation, and for a long time he had no one to mention it to.

His parents divorced when he was in high school, and later they both had their own families. He and his sister began to spend year after year in boarding school like weeds without roots.

He worked hard, thinking that he could give his younger sister a home, they would not have to wander, and they would not have to worry about whether to see their mother or their father...

But just after he succeeded, he had no chance.

He left after lunch, Zhuo Jian continued to work in the stage, and Ouyang Ping called her at the end of get off work, "Let's go first, don't be too late."

"Ok!"

Zhuo Jian agreed, hung up the phone and planned to continue working, but the phone rang again, she thought it was Ouyang Ping, so she said: "I will get off work early, and I will go back to the old house to accompany Cheng Cheng tonight."

"It's me, Lin Ruxiang."

"..."

Zhuo Jian was sitting in a very low chair, and the computer was also placed in the same low chair. She had been bent over for a long time, but after hearing the voice inside, she slowly straightened her waist, her eyes unconsciously darkened. Asked a lot, "What's the matter?"

"Let's meet, I want to have a good chat with you."

Lin Ruxiang said.

"I can't find time for you tonight, or you can talk on the phone."

Zhuo Jian said, and then continued to stare at the computer.

"I want to get Mrs. Lin. Don't you want to know the cause of your father's death? I can help you find out."

Lin Ruxiang said to her again.

Zhuo Jian felt pain in her heart when she heard about her father, but she was still calm, "I'm afraid you really think highly of me, I don't have the ability to control your Lin family's affairs."

"You don't, but Yan Ye does. I think with your current position in his heart and position in the Fu family, he will definitely be willing to listen to you."

"..."

It was past eight o'clock in the evening when Zhuo Jian went out from the TV station, and it was already dark to the ground. Yuan Man's car was parked there. She walked over and opened the car door habitually to get in, but when she poked her head in, she saw There was another person inside, who breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously, sat in after hesitating for two seconds, and said hello: "Why are you here?"

"The car broke down nearby."

Fu Yanye explained in a very calm tone.