I don't deserve your love

The next morning, the rain stopped.

Hot text:

The president of the Fu Group donated tens of millions of medical equipment to the hospital for medical research.

"Your husband is really generous. Is he planning to let you give birth in their hospital?"

Zhang Mingmei called her to ask.

Zhuo Jian stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom, touched her stiff neck after listening, thought for a while, and replied seriously: "It should not be because of my childbirth."

"Why is that? For no reason."

Zhang Mingmei was curious.

"I don't know yet, but he is at home, and I can give you an accurate answer later."

Zhuo Jian returned her.

"Is he at home? You don't want to live apart?"

"..."

Zhuo Jian blushed, to be short, in fact, she fell asleep while watching a movie last night, so she couldn't send him away.

He didn't realize it either, and spent the night on the sofa watching the movie of the male star she liked.

Of course, this is what my aunt told her when she came to wake her up.

But after Zhuo Jian hung up the phone, a word suddenly rang in her mind.

He said he would remember as soon as possible.

As Zhuo Jian thought about it, she became a little excited unconsciously.

Finally, he knew how to care about his illness.

She went downstairs, and Fu Yanye was in the kitchen wearing stiff trousers and a white shirt.

"Get up, come and help me get the bowl."

Fu Yanye said after seeing her.

"Oh."

Zhuo Jian walked over and helped him get the bowl.

Seeing the porridge he cooked and the sweet side dishes he prepared made my mouth water.

Fu Yanye said: "What are you still doing? It's time for breakfast."

"Oh!"

Zhuo Jian recovered.

After all, she is really hungry fast.

Zhuo Jian glanced at him from time to time while eating.

Fu Yanye also looked at her, "Want to ask about the gift of equipment?"

"Ah."

Because Zhuo Jian saw through his mind again, she wanted to fold her face.

"I need an antidote as soon as possible."

Fu Yanye answered simply, calmly and firmly.

When the answer was the same as I thought, I couldn't help asking, "Is there hope?"

"If it is medicine, there will be a solution."

Fu Yanye responded seriously.

Zhuo Jian bowed her head after hearing this, she also hoped for a solution.

She almost forgot what he was like before.

After breakfast, Fu Yanye sent her to work, but he grabbed her hand before she got out of the car.

Zhuo Jian turned to look at him.

The hood of the car was opened, and he stared at her with dark eyes.

Zhuo Jian asked suspiciously: "Is there anything else?"

"Ah."

Fu Yanye held her finger and caressed thoughtfully.

"what's up?"

Zhuo Jian looked at him curiously, seeing that he was unpredictable and unpredictable.

"I'll pick you up from get off work tonight."

Fu Yanye looked at her and said.

Zhuo Jian's eyes moved, and he thought for two seconds: "Although, it is not really necessary, but if you insist, um."

Her hands were almost sweating from his touch, and she wanted to take them away.

Fu Yanye didn't let go of her hand, and his black eyes were still looking straight at her.

Zhuo Jian couldn't stand being touched by him, so she had to remind him: "Is there something else for Mr. Fu?"

"Gone."

Fu Yanye returned to her, but he didn't let go.

Zhuo Jian had no choice but to grab his hand with the other hand and remove it for him, and then sent two words: "Goodbye, see you."

Fu Yanye was helpless, and accidentally saw two figures walking towards this side in his eyes. He suddenly leaned over to the woman who got out of the car: "Zhuo Jian."

"Ok?"

Zhuo Jian turned around curiously.

"come over."

"what?"

Zhuo Jian recovered curiously and leaned forward.

Fu Yanye raised his hand, and gently pinched the hair flowing down her face with his fingers.

Zhuo Jian: "..."

Fu Yanye: "Hair is a bit messy."

He whispered softly, his black eyes quickly moved from her face to her lips.

Zhuo Jian wiped on her dry rose-colored lipstick, and her whole face looked extraordinarily gentle.

"Are you OK?"

Zhuo Jian stared at him, seeing his eyes looking at her lips, her heart felt hot unconsciously, and she immediately left him.

Fu Yanye lost the feeling of her hair in his hands, and smiled disappointedly: "It's all right, see you tonight."

Zhuo Jian: "..."

I just thought he was weird.

Before Fu Yanye's car left, she turned around and walked a few steps away.

"Miss Zhuo Jian."

The boy rushed out suddenly, holding milk tea in his hand.

"morning."

"Sister Zhuo Jian, I'll give you a drink."

"Oh, I can't drink dessert now."

Zhuo Jian glanced at the milk tea in his hand and calmly explained.

"I made it myself, only added milk powder and fruit."

"..."

Not only Zhuo Jian was surprised, even Yuan Man and Chang Xia behind Zhuo Jian couldn't help but glance at him in surprise.

Make milk tea for their wives yourself?

Did they treat their boss as a transparent person?

"You can't drink that either."

Zhuo Jian smiled, polite but distant, and continued to walk forward.

"why?"

The boys are puzzled.

"Haven't you heard the story of a lady who drank a cup of milk tea from a friend when she was pregnant and had a miscarriage?"

"..."

The boy froze and stopped in his tracks.

Zhuo Jian walked in in a good mood.

Punch to work.

After entering the elevator, Chang Xia couldn't help asking her: "Madam, is there really such a thing? The miscarriage after drinking milk tea?"

"I saw it in the novel."

Zhuo Jian nodded and explained seriously.

"..."

Chang Xia froze for a moment.

novel……

Can the things in the novel be so true?

-

Fu Yanye left the TV station and went straight to the hospital.

The blood was drawn and officially entered the experimental stage.

After leaving the hospital, he paused, then turned around and looked at the person who had been following him, "You were once very close to Lin Ruxiang?"

"..."

Wang Rui's heart trembled.

Why suddenly, old things are brought up again?

Seeing his guilty expression, Fu Yanye only said half a sentence: "Look at you can still stand here."

Wang Rui felt that his throat was almost blocked, and then he was finally rescued again.

Fu Yanye thought that there was only one reason why Wang Rui could still follow him now.

He doesn't care about Lin Ruxiang.

"Don't make Reese feel too comfortable in prison."

Fu Yanye threw him a sentence before getting into the car.

"Yes."

Wang Rui immediately nodded in agreement.

Fortunately, it was dealing with Reese, not Wang Rui.

The person who made him forget his past, hum.

Some people want to be as comfortable in prison as they are at home, and they don't see who they have offended.

Fu Yanye's fierceness seemed to have not appeared for a long time.

After Fu Yanye arrived at the office, Wu Fei immediately went in to look for him with the documents, put the documents on the desk and continued to report: "Boss, there is a dinner at Xingguang tonight. It's Mr. Cong who played with you two days ago. Yes, we have invited new actors who just won this year's Best Newcomer Award, as well as recently popular female Internet celebrities on the Internet."

"Have I participated in this kind of activity before?"

Before Fu Yanye picked up the pen, he looked at the person in front of him coldly.

Wu Fei was suddenly panicked, and replied in a low voice: "I didn't before, but Mr. Cong said that you are different now. When you played last time, you promised him that you would find time to let him play host."