Zhuo Jian came out, walked to the door, glanced at Fu Yanye, and then lowered his eyes.
Wang Yue didn't finish her words, but looked at Zhuo Jian worriedly: "Are you okay?"
"fine!"
Zhuo Jian shook his head.
"As long as it's okay, let's go downstairs to eat."
Wang Yue said and took Zhuo Jian away again.
Fu Yanye stood at the door and thought about it for a while, always feeling like he had missed something.
There was actually pineapple added to the breakfast porridge, and some, what?
Fruit porridge?
Fu Yanye couldn't drink it, but he looked at Zhuo Jian's drink and couldn't help but frown.
After the couple left, Wang Yue couldn't help but sigh: "Why is this kid so slow on this matter?"
"Most men have this problem, and our dear Jian Jian can really tolerate it, so how can we not say it?"
the old lady asked.
Wang Yue thought for a while: "I guess he is worried about Fu Yanye."
"That kid is just telling the truth, but we still have to talk about it, otherwise he will be careless and cause trouble and we will all regret it."
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Fu Yanye escorted Zhuo Jian to the door of the TV station and grabbed her: "Just leaving like this?"
"Otherwise, what else? A person who has no connection with his ex-girlfriend, do you still want me to kiss you goodbye?"
Zhuo Jian looked at him coldly and asked, turned on his seat belt and planned to get out of the car.
But Fu Yanye held her little hand tightly, and suddenly there was a smile in his unpredictable phoenix eyes, and said to her: "It's so sour!"
"I've been quite fond of sour food lately."
After Zhuo Jian finished speaking, he pushed his hand away, turned around, opened the door and got out of the car.
Fu Yanye frowned. He's been craving sour food lately?
Not long after Zhuo Jian entered the office, Li Yuqing knocked on the door. This time he brought scented tea instead of coffee.
"Should it be okay for pregnant women to drink this?"
Li Yuqing asked her.
Zhuo Jian took it: "Thank you!"
In fact, Zhuo Jian also thought that whoever marries this man in the future will definitely be very lucky. He is very considerate and careful.
Li Yuqing didn't ask her anything else, he just told her: "There is a new person in the Literature and Art Department today, do you guess who it is?"
Zhuo Jian glanced at him subconsciously, and soon, a name blurted out, "Lin Ruxiang?"
Her voice was not high, but Li Yuqing heard her and nodded.
"I'm afraid she's coming for you, so be careful."
Li Yuqing reminded her.
Zhuo Jian nodded after hearing this, and the photo on Weibo suddenly appeared in his mind.
Lin Ruxiang would not give up, she knew it very well.
At around 11 o'clock in the morning, Zhuo Jian and Yang Yi met Lin Ruxiang on their way to the studio. Lin Ruxiang was in the way of Yang Yi, and after approaching, he greeted generously: "Hello, Teacher Yang, I would like to say a few words to Ah Jian alone, okay?"
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Yang Yi glanced at Zhuo Jian.
Zhuo Jian smiled and reminded him that he could leave, and Yang Yi took the manuscript and entered the studio first.
Soon the staff dispersed, and they were the only ones left in the spacious space.
Lin Ruxiang took a step closer to her and whispered: "Last night Yanye was worried that I would catch a cold, so he sent me home personally."
Another provocation?
Lin Ruxiang seemed to feel that these words were very stimulating to Zhuo Jian.
But Zhuo Jian's later character, even if he was not indifferent to favor or humiliation, was already able to be neither humble nor overbearing, calm and unhurried.
Zhuo Jian smiled helplessly and said in a straight voice, "It's a pity that you ended up sleeping in my bed!"