I don't deserve your love

"That's it."

Zhuo Jian offered her soft and sweet kiss.

-

Light rain the next day.

When Zhuo Jian woke up, she was already lying on her big bed, but she had a splitting headache.

She got up and sat down, covering her forehead with her hands and rubbing vigorously.

"Are you awake? Are you uncomfortable?"

"..."

Zhuo Jian heard a familiar voice and looked up.

He sat down in front of her in a clean white shirt.

She could even smell the coolness on his body, watching his eyes gradually droop, and his face blushed quietly.

The events of last night suddenly came to mind.

Fu Yanye patted her head seriously, and then pressed the back of her head against him. Their foreheads touched for a while, and he whispered, "It's a little hot, but it's not serious."

Zhuo Jian didn't speak, only felt the man's strong hormones surrounded her, about to suffocate her.

Fu Yanye noticed that she was too quiet, and looked down at her: "What's wrong? Mrs. Fu."

When Zhuo Jian heard the words Mrs. Fu, she immediately wanted to push him away.

Fu Yanye laughed, grabbed the back of her head and pressed her to him: "Fool, we are husband and wife."

Who says we are not husband and wife anymore?

Just, last night, she was too proactive, right?

Last night, she didn't know whether she was drunk or not, but she still wanted to satisfy him.

"Zhuo Jian."

He couldn't hear her voice and called her softly.

"Ok?"

Zhuo Jian leaned against his shoulder and agreed softly.

"Never again."

"Ok?"

Zhuo Jian looked up at him suspiciously.

Fu Yanye looked at her gently with lowered eyes, "I will never make you sad again, you can record all these words, and if I recover my memory in the future, if I dare to do something sorry for you, you will confront me, I think At least I'm not a man who breaks his promise?"

"..."

Listening to his words, Zhuo Jian suddenly didn't know what to say.

But what is the deep hatred between them?

Zhuo Jian leaned against his shoulder again, muttering: "My head hurts a little, I want to sleep a little longer."

"I accompany you?"

"Ah."

Zhuo Jian agreed.

Fu Yanye lay down with her again, and Zhuo Jian slipped into his broad arms.

Fu Yanye's phone vibrated in his suit pants pocket, he took it out to have a look, then smiled.

Zhuo Jian didn't feel sleepy at all, and looked up at him: "What's wrong?"

"The man who called himself Ruxiang spent the night with two gentlemen last night."

Fu Yanye said and handed the phone to her eyes.

Zhuo Jian saw the photos sent to him by others, she was silent for a while, and then suddenly a picture appeared in her mind, last night she...

Fu Yanye looked at her, raised his hand to gently stroke her hair, and praised: "Good job."

Zhuo Jian: "..."

-

At the same time, in Zhao's villa, Zhao Ran threw away his mobile phone and couldn't help but said to his brother who was drinking tea: "Zhuo Jian did it."

"That's their grievance and has nothing to do with our Zhao family. Don't meddle in your own business and concentrate on preparing for your marriage."

Zhao Lin reminded her intently.

"I know, I'm going to get married, and I have to send an invitation to Zhuo Jian, thank her for letting me get married so soon."

"You can send invitations, but you don't need to be weird. Seriously, Xiao Ran, if you fall in love with your husband after marriage, can you accept him messing around with other women?"

"..."

Zhao Ran looked at his brother and couldn't help frowning.

"Don't do to others what you don't want to be done to others. People are different. Some people are weak and only take a scoop to drink. What qualifications do we have to get involved in such people?"

Zhao Lin asked her again.

"Aren't I going to get married? I'm marrying someone who doesn't have a girlfriend, right? I'm not a mistress, am I?"

"No, my sister is a smart person and will control her own destiny."

Zhao Lin smiled, put down his teacup and stood up, "I have to go to work, how about you?"

"I watched Lin Ruxiang be taken away with my own eyes last night."

Zhao Ran's heart was heavy. Last night, that woman must have been raped, right?

"That person is not Lin Ruxiang."

Zhao Lin reminded her.

Zhao Ran looked up at him: "Isn't it?"

"Even if Lin Ruxiang is still alive, a person who has undergone two heart transplants cannot be in that physical condition."

"Then, who is she?"

"The answer to the mystery will be revealed soon, just wait."

Zhao Lin left after speaking, but Zhao Ran sat there for a long time lost in thought.

In fact, she also thought that it wasn't Lin Ruxiang, but that person's tone of voice knew everything about Lin Ruxiang.

Zhao Ran suddenly found it very interesting, and another Ruxiang who was not Lin Ruxiang came out.

This woman came here to torture Zhuo Jian, that's fine too.

Anyway, she doesn't like Zhuo Jian no matter what.

The phone with a pink phone case on the sofa rang, bringing Zhao Ran back to reality.

Lin Ruxiang was written on it. She glanced at it and picked it up: "Hello?"

"What the hell is going on? How did I go with them last night?"

"I also drank too much at the time, and I saw that you seemed to want to go out, and then I was taken out. Why don't you ask the other sisters what's going on?"

"I……"

"You don't really sleep with them like you said on the Internet, do you?"

"Zhao Ran, we have a common enemy and should be in the same trench."

Ruxiang reminded her on the phone.

"of course."

Zhao Ran smiled and hung up the phone.

Ruxiang threw the phone out forcefully.

Her clothes were all over the floor.