fleeting years live up to your love

"Mr. Fu, since you're divorced, you have to look like you're divorced. I'm willing to accompany you to the funeral as a family member because grandma treated me well during her lifetime. The funeral is over and we'll stop here."

Jian Yao wanted to leave here in a more relaxed manner.

She pushed away Fu Shengnian's hand and took out the car keys from her bag. Just as she unlocked the car door, Fu Shengnian suddenly snatched her bag.

"What are you doing?"

She looked helplessly at the man who snatched the bag. The latter took the bag behind him, pursed his thin lips and murmured: "Don't go, let's have a meal together."

"I will not eat."

"According to the custom, you have to eat."

"..."

The old lady's funeral was held in a very Western style. Most of the people left after expressing their condolences. Only a few went to the cemetery.

The reason was that her car was parked here and she had to come.

No one else has a meal, so just give it to her?

Not suitable!

She stretched out her hand, her tone non-negotiable: "Don't make trouble, give me the bag."

"No."

"You're being a rascal, aren't you?"

"Can I be a rogue?"

"..."

"Is it okay to not speak?"

Just as Jian Yao was about to say no, Fu Shengnian took a step forward, approached her and at the same time bent down suddenly, carrying her on his shoulders.

"Fu Shengnian, you..."

"What am I? It's getting dark, and I can let you go hungry?"

The man strode into the villa and carried her directly to the dining room. Butler Quan and the servants immediately surrounded her and began to serve dinner on the table.

She was placed in a chair, and Fu Shengnian didn't give her a chance to stand up at all. He pressed his palm on one of her shoulders, pressing her with some strength.

He threw her bag far away, and a servant quickly caught it and carried it out.

"Listen to me once and eat well." His tone was gentle, but also domineering.

"Can you stop this?"

"What's wrong with me?"

"I said I don't want to eat it."

Fu Shengnian fell silent and put the chopsticks in her hand.

He knew that Jian Yao was hungry, on the way back, he heard her stomach rumbling.

Seeing her holding her chopsticks still, he pulled the chair beside her and sat down, "Wait for me to feed you?"

"..."

"Okay, hello."

He picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of pork liver and brought it to her mouth, "The doctor said you need blood."

She slapped the chopsticks on the table and got up to leave, but he pulled her back. He put his arms around her waist, lifted her to his lap, and brought the piece of pork liver to her lips again.

She refused to open her mouth and turned her face away.

"Are you waiting for me to feed you with my mouth?"

Jian Yao became angry from embarrassment, and raised her voice a few decibels: "Fu Shengnian, are you finished?"

"Is it that difficult to eat a meal?"

"I don't want to eat with you."

"You can leave as soon as you finish eating, I will never stop you."

"I will not eat."

Fu Shengnian frowned and had a headache. She struggled to get up, but he put down his chopsticks resolutely, and wrapped her in his arms, not giving her a chance to escape.

"You're doing this again, the twisted melon is not sweet, the marriage is divorced, and we are over."

She was so angry that her little face flushed red.

He buried his face in her neck, warm breath around her neck, he rubbed against her like a baby, and whispered: "What if I said, I want to chase you back?"

"Stop dreaming."

"This dream, I have made it."

"I don't love you anymore."

"I do not believe."

"Believe it or not, let me go, let me go."

"I don't want to let go."

He hasn't hugged her like this for a long time. Her whole body is tense, not as soft as when she was relaxed, but it still feels good to hold her in his arms. He likes the smell of her body. The smell hasn't changed, it's still so familiar , making him obsessed.

Since he realized that he loves her very much, he no longer wants to suppress his true heart.

"You are mine, and only mine."

He slowly raised his head, brought his thin lips to the side of her face, and kissed her.

She pushed him resistingly, "Don't do this!"

"Then do you want to eat obediently?"

"..."

"Eat well and I'll let you go."

"Okay, I'll eat."

She had no choice but to compromise, and finally got the chance to break free from him.

He loosened the strength on his arm, and she took the opportunity to get up, sat in the chair next to her, picked up the chopsticks and dug two mouthfuls of rice into her mouth, then got up and walked out.

Fu Shengnian froze in place, with a surprised expression.

I didn't expect her to eat so perfunctorily.

He chased him out to grab her, but she ran up and saw her bag hanging on the coat rack in the entrance, so she ran over at a faster speed, grabbed her bag and rushed out the door.

When Fu Shengnian chased her out, Jian Yao had already got into the BMW car. She turned the car smoothly and drove the blue BMW out of the courtyard quickly.

Far away from the Fu's mansion, making sure no one is chasing her, Jian Yao let out a long sigh of relief, and slammed on the brakes.

Picking up the bag thrown on the co-pilot, she rummaged through to find out her mobile phone, and set Fu Shengnian's number into the blacklist again.

That bastard is a top-notch playboy.

After thinking about it, she also blocked his WeChat account.

After doing this, she felt a little more comfortable, and continued to drive forward.

Back at the apartment, my aunt had already prepared dinner. She went to the bathroom to wash her face, changed into home clothes, and sat in the dining room to eat. It was such a coincidence that my aunt also made fried pork liver today.

Looking at the slices of pork liver on the plate, she couldn't help but think of the picture of Fu Shengnian holding the pork liver with chopsticks and trying to feed her...

"What if I say, I want to chase you back?"

The words he whispered in her ear resounded over and over again.

She gritted her teeth, ate a piece of pork liver resentfully, and squeezed out two words between her teeth: "Asshole."

The aunt looked puzzled: "Miss Jian, is the food not to your liking?"

"No."

"You can tell me what you like to eat."

"As long as it's not seafood, it's fine."

"You said you were allergic to seafood, I remember."

Jian Yao nodded, tried her best to put Fu Shengnian's face behind her, and buried herself in cooking.

……

At eleven o'clock, Jian Yao was still tossing and turning on the bed, unable to fall asleep.

It's not only her who suffers from insomnia, but also Fu Shengnian.

The man was lying on the bed, playing with the phone in his hand, after a long time of ideological struggle, he finally mustered up the courage to pull out Jian Yao's number.

He coughed lightly, already thinking about what to say in his mind, but the beep didn't sound, and the reminder came.

The user you dialed has turned off the phone.

He froze for a moment, then pulled it out again, but it still turned off.

A bad premonition came to his mind, he quickly opened the WeChat interface and sent her a message.

The message has been sent, but was rejected by the other party.

"Again?"

He sat up and went straight to the cloakroom.

She actually blocked him again.

He was so angry that he drove straight to Anxiang's apartment.

When he arrived at the door of Jian Yao's house, he took out the apartment keys from his pocket, and the keys were inserted into the lock, but he hesitated.

With her current attitude towards him, would she just call the police and arrest him?

He had a lot of spare keys, and the one he gave back to her was just one of them. Entering her house like this at night would probably scare her.

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