I don't deserve your love

The whole private room was suddenly very quiet.

"Yes."

Wu Fei replied softly.

He said, "Turn on speakerphone."

Wu Fei: "..."

Although nervous, although she knew that maybe the conversation between husband and wife should not be heard by others, but as a little secretary, she could only listen to the boss.

"Are you coming to pick me up?"

he asks.

Zhuo Jian was suddenly silent.

"Go, she will go right away."

Seeing Zhuo Jian suddenly not speaking, Wang Yue responded for her.

"I'm waiting for you."

Fu Yanye returned to the previous appearance, lazy and repulsive.

Zhuo Jian choked up, her eyes were inexplicably hot.

Wu Fei hung up the phone, looked at her boss with averted eyes, glanced at everyone present, and finally locked Liang Yu.

Liang Yu really hated Fu Yanye talking to Zhuo Jian like that. He never talked to other women in that tone. She smiled pretending to be meaningless, and then asked him: "Boss Fu has finished talking on the phone, can you go back to the office?" Was that what we were talking about just now?"

"Don't act like you and I are very ambiguous."

Fu Yanye reminded with a cold voice.

All the people present here are famous people in the city, except Liang Yu who came to join in the fun suddenly.

"When did I act as if we were very ambiguous? We knew each other when we were young, but it was just a child. You can't deny this fact, right?"

"I do not remember."

There was a mocking smile in Fu Yanye's phoenix eyes.

Liang Yu suddenly couldn't hold back, nodded, and laughed, "Okay, I'm just being affectionate."

"Why is Ms. Liang so angry? We all know that Mr. Fu had an accident."

However, due to the power of the Liang family, someone still helped find the steps.

"I wouldn't be sitting here if it wasn't for that."

After Liang Yu finished speaking, she looked at Fu Yanye with deep resentment.

Fu Yanye also looked at her.

Later, Liang Yu looked away, looking like she was about to cry.

Wu Fei was very puzzled, why Liang Yu could make herself angry with her boss like a girlfriend?

The whole world knows that Fu Yanye is not single.

A young lady, unexpectedly...

But she admired this Liang Yu very much, because she was the only one who could talk, and she didn't mention the kind of person who was close to her boss at all.

People only said that they were friends, and they also said, if you get angry, I will leave after finishing this project.

see?

Which sentence shows that she wants to develop a more intimate relationship?

But, Wu Fei felt that this woman was real, and she would suffer a big loss sooner or later.

Wu Fei drank a lot that night, Fu Yanye didn't accept other people's toasts, but she also drank two more glasses.

Wu Fei reminded him in a low voice, "Boss, Madam said you have a cold, so you should drink less."

Fu Yanye listened, and drank all the wine in the glass in one gulp.

Did she think he really didn't know?

After eleven o'clock, a Mercedes-Benz in Fu's old house stopped at the gate of Xingguang.

Fu Yanye came out surrounded by people, and Liang Yu, as a lady, was naturally put beside him.

Knowing that Zhuo Jian would come, Liang Yu naturally walked by his side.

When Liang Yu saw the car with the open door, Liang Yu's eyes flashed, and she turned around suddenly, and gently tugged on Fu Yanye's coat: "It's cold, be careful of catching a cold, forget mine, let's go together grown up friends."

Fu Yanye frowned, displeased at her sudden approach.

Liang Yu received his disgusted eyes, smiled and took two steps back slowly, "I'll take a step first."

She was polite and just glanced into the car when she walked outside.

She couldn't see everything, but she thought that the people inside could see everything outside.

Fu Yanye frowned and lowered his eyes, glanced at the position of his heart, then suddenly unbuttoned in public, took off his coat, and threw it on Wu Fei: "Throw it away."

"Yes."

Wu Fei hurriedly agreed.

Fu Yanye glanced at the person in the car who was not going to come out, and knew that there were many eyes behind him looking at him, but he walked to the door of the car unhurriedly with long legs.

The car door was open.

Zhuo Jian was sitting inside, wearing a simple cotton T-shirt and slacks, and a mocha-colored long knit jacket.

Fu Yanye glanced inside, and sat in without haste.

He sat domineeringly, but Uncle Zhou closed the door cautiously.

The air-conditioning outside and the eyes are blocked, and the two people inside are not in a hurry to pay attention to each other.

After Uncle Zhou drove out of the hotel, Fu Yanye turned to look at her: "Is my daughter asleep?"

Zhuo Jian's eyes moved when she looked outside, "Yeah."

Fu Yanye suddenly lay down beside her.

Zhuo Jian froze for a moment, then turned to see him leaning on her shoulder.

"It tastes so good."

Even the smell of her coat was much better than the perfume outside.

Zhuo Jian lowered her eyes and looked at him quietly: "How much did you drink?"

"Not much, just a little headache."

He pressed his forehead on her shoulder, then slid down naturally and lay down on her lap.

Zhuo Jian couldn't speak or react, but just looked at him as calmly as possible.

Tell him not to drink and don't listen, and tell her to pick him up so late, let her pick him up so late, let her see other women touch him, that's all, now, he What are you doing again?

Did she agree?

He leaned against her, using her as a pillow?

He raised his hand to hook the back of her neck, and with a little force, she lowered her head and looked at him closely.

Breathing alcohol, he asked her, "Can you see me clearly from so far away?"

"..."

Zhuo Jian's eyelashes trembled slightly, and quickly said, "Do you still need to see it?"

It's all engraved in my mind.

Fu Yanye sneered, and pushed her closer: "It's worth watching, it's best to take a few more glances."

Zhuo Jian felt as if someone was pricking her with an embroidery needle.

She always felt that there was something wrong with him, but she couldn't tell what the problem was.

He took her arms around her arms away, put them on his heart, and looked straight at her with black eyes.

Zhuo Jian felt that she was probably delusional, Fu Yanye, how could she be pitiful?

He rubbed her palm, his eyes seemed to express some sadness or missing.

Zhuo Jian couldn't bear his look a little bit, and wanted to withdraw his hand, but he directly pressed her in front of her, and his thin lips grabbed hers precisely.

Zhuo Jian's heart skipped half a beat, and she forgot to breathe all of a sudden, she just felt his wine-smelling lips in hers, and kissed her.

After an unknown amount of time, she touched his forehead.

Fu Yanye said hoarsely, "Zhuo Jian, I'm drunk, very drunk."

Zhuo Jian's heart sank inch by inch, and she didn't know where it sank, the surroundings were dark.

Fu Yanye turned around and buried her face in her belly.

Zhuo Jian was finally able to move, but forgot how to move.

Just watching him quietly.

If it was before, she would have put her hands on his hair and gently rubbed it, but now...

When she realized that she was about to touch him to comfort him, she suddenly stopped like a child who found out that she had made a mistake.

But soon she put her hand that had no place to rest on her elbow, and was forcibly placed on him. Then Zhuo Jian felt her flesh hurt, and couldn't help but blushed and hummed: "Fu Yanye, pain."