"Fu Yanye, you are so pitiful."

Zhuo Jian said in a straightforward sentence, hung up the phone, threw his cell phone into the co-pilot and started the car.

Humble and seek favor?

Oh!

She would never have happened to him in her life.

She was so angry that she trembled, but the car drove very quickly.

In the house.

You Fei stared at him in a daze, "What does this mean?"

Fu Yanye put down his phone, smiled mysteriously, and then turned his head to look at him slowly.

"I don't understand."

You Fei was so upset that he still couldn't help expressing his doubts.

"You don't need to understand."

This is a matter between them and their husbands.

Fu Yanye pinched his cell phone and looked at him, but her words in his ears sounded Fu Yanye, you are so pitiful.

He is pitiful?

Anyone who sees it, she is also pitiful to them.

"Okay, I won't ask much about your husband's affairs, but you know what you said before on the phone with your wife. Did you know that Cheng Nuo was kidnapped?"

You Fei wanted to confirm this.

"Isn't the bet a day? It's twenty-four hours a day, right?"

Fu Yanye asked him back.

“…”

There is a stack of question marks in You Fei's mind now.

"I don't care about any plan between you and Cheng Nuo, but if you count it on me, I can't be used by you for nothing."

Fu Yanye said lightly, not stingy with pouring him a cup of tea.

You Fei still frowned and looked out the window and asked, "Then, I deliberately framed your wife just now, why don't you explain?"

"Can't she resist it?"

It's pretty good.

"I don't understand this even more. I'll ask the last question. It seems that Mrs. Fu took off her wedding ring. Are you going to get along or divorce?"

If he doesn't ask for his way out, he may not be able to sleep well tonight.

"Dividing for a long time will lead to a close together."

Fu Yanye said.

You Fei: "..."

I feel like I don't understand human words.

What does it mean to be together after a long separation?

Should we divide first and then mix?

I threw away my wedding ring yesterday, but today I still look at him so hard. Humph, is there any mistakes in his declaration of sovereignty?

Zhuo Jian called Wang Rui and asked for the address to play with the children all day, then returned to his residence at night.

When I was the only one left around, I could finally take off the mask of hypocrisy.

But at this moment, my eyes suddenly became so dry.

His sudden call in the morning made her feel dissatisfied.

But all bad emotions still have to be suppressed.

She was bored and just poured herself a glass of wine, and a WeChat account came in.

"come out."

"?"

She replied to a question mark.

"Take you for a ride."

"Are you downstairs in my house?"

Zhuo Jian reacted, sent it over and walked to the balcony to take a look.

Zhuang Mingli waved at her downstairs with a cell phone with a lit screen.

Of course, the face cannot be seen clearly, but the figure can be recognized.

Zhuo Jian wore a thick black coat and tied his belt tightly. When he went downstairs, he saw Zhuang Mingli helping her open the car door.

She walked over and asked nothing. She glanced at Zhuang Mingli and lowered her head and got into his car.

Zhuang Mingli started the car and quickly carried her away from the bustling city center.

"Don't ask where I'll take you?"

"No questions."

Now, even if she was sold, she would be lazy to say something.

“Have you ever seen snow by the beach?”

Zhuang Mingli asked her.

“There is snow tonight?”

“This is how the weather forecast is reported.”

He said.

Zhuo Jian didn't ask any more questions, but he was a little looking forward to it.

Instead of drinking at home, it is obviously much more comfortable to go out for breath.

In the late night, the coastline was deserted because of the cold wind whistling, so Zhuang Mingli stopped the car casually, and then the two of them walked out of it.

He lit a cigarette, then put one hand in his pocket and the other hand in smoking.

Zhuo Jian leaned against the front of the car with him, and looked at him in a blink of an eye, "Do you just suck it yourself?"

"You will?"

Zhuang Mingli looked at her unexpectedly.

Zhuo Jian's hand hidden in the sleeve of the coat reached out and headed towards him.

Zhuang Mingli hesitated and took the cigarette out of his pocket and gave it to her.

Zhuo Jian took the cigarette and put it neatly in his mouth, and then his eyes reminded him to be angry.

Zhuang Mingli hesitated even more.

She looks like she can really do it.

She is like a pure white and flawless snow lotus on the snow mountain. How could she smoke this thing?

But she just ignited it, and she was quite slick.

Zhuang Mingli looked at her and forgot to express his opinion for a long time, but just looked at her silently.

Finally, after taking two puffs of cigarettes, she showed some pain on her face.

She looked down at her high heels, her smile was bitter.

"What's wrong?"

Zhuang Mingli asked her in a low voice.

"nothing."

Not sure where to start, she looked at the sea and took a sip of cigarette.

There are really snowflakes falling down.

Although the surroundings were dim, she saw it.

But the snowflakes had melted before they reached the ground.

Just like the relationship between her and Fu Yanye, she was snatched before she could take root.

Zhuo Jian took another sip of cigarette, warning himself over and over again not to think of him, not to think of him, not to think of him...

Don’t think about anything related to him, and don’t think about anything at all.
To be continued...