fleeting years live up to your love

She got out of the car with a pale face, and leaned against the car door as if paralyzed, her stomach was overwhelmed.

But Fu Shengnian walked straight up to her, didn't give her time to react, and carried her on his shoulders again.

"I want to throw up."

She patted Fu Shengnian on the back.

The man carried her into the house with a stern expression.

Until she couldn't help vomiting, Fu Shengnian was afraid that she would vomit on him, so he put her down with some disgust.

She swayed and fell headlong on Fu Shengnian.

"vomit."

Fu Shengnian: ...

In the end, he vomited, and he vomited on him.

After vomiting out the contents of her stomach, Jian Yao raised her head and looked at Fu Shengnian with an ugly face. She was extremely embarrassed, "Sorry, I stained your coat."

After she finished speaking, her body softened and she fell back weakly.

Fu Shengnian reached out to catch her, and quickly unbuttoned his suit with the other hand.

Taking off his suit and throwing it on the ground, he looked down at Jian Yao who had fallen asleep in his arms, thought for a while, picked her up, and went upstairs.

He took Jian Yao to his room and put her on the bed.

Under the soft light, the woman's face was slightly red, and her lips were full, like ripe and delicious red cherry.

Fu Shengnian's Adam's apple rolled, and he resisted the urge to kiss her.

She just threw up...

Smelling the vomit left on his shirt, he frowned and walked into the bathroom.

Hearing the sound of running water coming from inside, Jian Yao secretly opened her eyes and confirmed that Fu Shengnian was taking a bath, she let out a long sigh of relief.

Afraid of being tossed by him all night, she had no choice but to pretend to be dizzy with the strength of alcohol.

She said that not letting him touch her again was not just talking.

He couldn't mess around with an unconscious body.

After a while, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped.

She closed her eyes and lay motionless on the bed.

Fu Shengnian put on a bathrobe and came out, glanced at the person who was still sleeping on the bed, and slightly curled his lips, "Stop pretending."

It has long been seen that she is faking it.

Jian Yao turned over and turned her back to him, biting the bullet and still pretending.

"I won't touch you today, so you don't have to pretend."

She slowly opened her eyes and felt Fu Shengnian fell asleep next to her. He kept a little distance from her, as if he really didn't intend to do anything to her.

"People who are busy with filming still have time to drink and meet old men." Fu Shengnian closed his eyes, wanting to grit his teeth.

Jian Yao opened her mouth, wanting to explain, but felt that it was unnecessary.

In her opinion, it won't be long before Jian Shi can't bear to meet Fu Shengnian and ask Fu Shengnian to divorce her.

By then, she and Fu Shengnian would probably be separated.

Explaining something, too much for this one move.

She closed her eyes, intending to sleep.

But at this moment Fu Shengnian approached suddenly, wrapped his arms around her waist, and pulled her into his arms. His chin rested on her neck, breathing lightly, and hugged her tightly.

She wanted to break free, but his body was so warm that she was reluctant to push him away.

Just let him.

In the future, I probably won't have such an opportunity to get so close to him again.

Her nose was sore, she forcibly suppressed the pain in her heart, and let Fu Shengnian stick behind her and hug her tightly.

She fell asleep drowsily, and woke up the next day, and Fu Shengnian was no longer by her side.

She found her phone and looked at the time, it was almost eight o'clock.

Getting up and going back to her room, she took a quick shower, changed her clothes and went downstairs.

Fu Shengnian and the old lady had already had breakfast in the restaurant.

She walked over, opened a chair and sat down, and the servant immediately brought breakfast to her.

The old lady looked at her apologetically. Ever since she hit her, the old lady had been regretting it. Fu Shengnian had already trained her, and she also knew that she had gone too far.

At this moment, seeing that Jian Yao had returned to her usual gentle appearance, she lightly patted the back of Jian Yao's hand, "Yaoyao, you don't hate grandma, do you?"

Jian Yao shook her head, "No way."

Having been married to Fu's family for more than two years, she still knows what the old lady is like, and she was so excited to fight her that day because she was completely stimulated by Meng Meizhu.

She has learned Meng Meizhu's ability to tell tales, and the old lady was just being used.

She was extremely unhappy, but she would not vent her anger on an old man. Who made this man Fu Shengnian's last relative in this world.

Seeing her being so knowledgeable, the old lady felt more and more guilty.

"Grandma won't treat you like that again in the future, you are a good boy, it's grandma who is bad."

Jian Yao sighed, "Don't blame yourself anymore, I'm not angry with grandma, you don't have to take it to heart."

The old lady shed tears when she heard the words, she held Jian Yao's hand, remembering how hard she had beaten Jian Yao, she regretted it at the beginning.

Fu Shengnian looked at the two of them silently. After finishing the meal, he did not leave his seat.

He waited for Jian Yao to eat well, and walked out with her.

Since there is no filming today, neither the driver nor the assistant came to pick up Jian Yao.

Sister Qiao drove the Rolls-Royce to the hotel yesterday, and Jian Yao planned to go there to pick up the car, and then drove to the cemetery to visit her mother.

She will never forget the anniversary of her death once a year.

On the contrary, Jian Mingshu didn't take this day seriously, and rarely went to the cemetery with her, which showed that his mother had no weight in his heart.

"No one came to pick you up?" Fu Shengnian got into the car, didn't let Lao Li drive, and didn't close the door, staring at Jian Yao who was standing on the steps.

Jian Yao didn't show any politeness to him, she directly got into the car and sat next to him.

"Take me to the hotel."

Lao Li turned his head and said hello, started the car, and refueled.

The Rolls-Royce drove away from Fu's house slowly, and arrived at the hotel where Jian Yao was staying in a short while.

Jian Yao got out of the car and went directly to the parking lot to drive.

Through the car window, Fu Shengnian watched Jian Yao get into the black Rolls-Royce, but instead of going to the Academy of Fine Arts, he walked in the opposite direction, hesitating for a few seconds, and asked Lao Li to follow.

After following him out of the urban area, Fu Shengnian's cell phone rang.

It was the secretary calling, reminding him that there was a meeting in half an hour.

He looked at the Rolls-Royce that was driving smoothly in front of him, and said to the secretary: "The meeting is postponed until the afternoon."

After hanging up the phone, he dialed out Jian Yao's number.

Jian Yao, who was concentrating on driving, heard the ringtone, glanced at the phone, and saw the word 'husband' flashing on the screen, she was a little surprised.

Putting on the Bluetooth headset, she answered the call, but did not speak.

There was a moment of silence in the receiver before Fu Shengnian's voice sounded.

"parking."

Jian Yao was taken aback, "What?"

"parking."

Jian Yao stepped on the brake subconsciously, and through the rearview mirror, she found that a white sports car stopped behind her, and she knew that Fu Shengnian had been following her.

She got out of the car and walked towards the white car.

Fu Shengnian also got out of the car, told Lao Li to go back first, and then strode towards her.

"boarding."

She stopped and looked at Fu Shengnian wonderingly, "What are you doing?"

"I'll drive."

Fu Shengnian got into the driving seat directly, glanced at the navigation system, and found that the place Jian Yao was going to was a cemetery in the suburbs.

He suddenly remembered that Jian Yao's mother was buried there, and she would go there at least once a year.

Jian Yao got into the car, saw through the rearview mirror that the white car behind turned around and drove back, and looked at the man beside him with a puzzled face, "Why are you following here?"

"The weather today is bad."

Jian Yao:? ? ?

What does bad weather have to do with him coming?