Zhuo Jian changed into casual clothes and took a taxi to the hotel where he was.
Starlight.
He just opened a new hotel not long ago.
Zhuo Jian looked at the two words for a long time before walking in, and told the front desk that he was looking for Fu Yanye.
The front desk looked at her and smiled shortly afterwards, "It's the lady. The president has not returned to the room yet. Please come with me."
The staff enthusiastically guided the way and took her to his room.
Zhuo Jian thanked before entering the door, and then walked into the place she hated.
On the table of the passenger elevator was his cell phone.
Zhuo Jian walked over and saw it. Then he realized that he was thinking too much. He might not have deliberately refused to reply, but just forgot to bring his cell phone.
Forgot to bring a cell phone, everyone will occasionally make it happen.
Zhuo Jian sat on the sofa for a while, looked at his wristwatch and it was almost eleven o'clock.
Why haven't he come back yet?
Could it be that after dinner, I went to find something else to have fun?
Zhuo Jian even felt that he might have chosen the wrong time.
But since she came, she didn't plan to leave like this.
She looked outside on the sofa, and soon got up and walked to the window.
Outside is a very beautiful river surrounded by bright lights and wine.
At about twelve o'clock, the door finally rang.
Zhuo Jian was still standing at the window and turned around.
Under the silver light, the two looked at each other.
"You go back first."
After seeing her, he calmly spoke to the door.
Zhuo Jian couldn't see who was outside the door, but she still guessed the light-colored skirt.
It seems that she has disturbed Boss Fu's Chunxiao.
Fu Yanye closed the door gently, looked at her from a distance with black eyes, and then walked slowly.
"Why don't you call in advance before coming over?"
What he asked was like a gossip.
It seems like I disliked her for the time being.
But he approached her like this, as if it had taken root in her heart for the first thousand times.
——
Zhuo Jian looked at him, and when he walked to her, she finally saw him clearly, and then smiled faintly, "Sorry to bother you, I'll leave soon."
"Walk?"
Fu Yanye looked at her in the middle of the phoenix eyes and suddenly smiled.
"why are you laughing?"
"It's tomorrow morning to leave, otherwise others would think that our couple was quarreling."
Fu Yanye said lightly, still standing in front of her and staring at her.
Zhuo Jian looked at him and turned to look at the river outside. She didn't want to waste time on these things anymore, and went straight to the topic, "You can't participate in our show."
"reason."
Fu Yanye stared at her and asked.
Zhuo Jian hugged his arms and turned to look at him again, "The reason is that this is a slow variety show that Li Yuqing has carefully prepared for more than a year. We will invite many guests, but it does not include rich people like Mr. Fu."
"It's for Li Yuqing."
Fu Yanye looked at her and said lightly.
Zhuo Jian was speechless by his words for a long time. Later, he pondered and explained: "You can do it to disgust me..."
"I'm trying to disgust you? Do you think I'm so idle? I want to go on the show just for the benefit."
Fu Yanye interrupted her and reminded her.
Benefit?
Zhuo Jian looked at him for a long time.
She really didn't expect this level.
But……
No matter how she looks at him, he doesn't seem to be for the sake of his interests.
She kept breathing and continued to look at him, waiting to calm down completely, and then continued: "You can participate in other programs, but this one can't."
"Only I can make up for your sponsors in time. Do you tell me that you can't?"
"Fu Yanye, you..."
"What am I?"
"How do you want to quit?"
“…”
She couldn't continue chatting, and they didn't seem to have another frequency.
She believed that he deliberately showed his eyes in front of her in order to make her angry.
After hearing her question, Fu Yanye slowly approached, "Whatever you do?"
Zhuo Jian: "…"
It seemed as if he was waiting for this moment, what she said just now.
Zhuo Jian looked at him and suddenly felt that he was going to make a mistake again. He turned to the window and said in a stubborn voice: "You talk first."
She wasn't sure she could agree to those rogue conditions.
Fu Yanye walked behind her and leaned closer to her, "I want you to apologize."
“…”
Apologize?
Zhuo Jian looked at him in a blink of an eye in confusion.
Fu Yanye also looked at her straight, "If you are willing to say sorry, I may be able to take back my proposal with the Minister."
Zhuo Jian thought for a long time, but was still a little uncertain, and asked him, "Why do I want to apologize to you?"
last night?
Or this morning?
Fu Yanye stared at her with such an unfathomable look again, "Think about it carefully."
Zhuo Jian looked at him and responded soon after, "I can't imagine."
"Think about it."
Fu Yanye was a little disappointed, but suddenly became very patient.
"I drank too much last night and couldn't remember what I said."
She thought about it carefully, but she couldn't remember anything bad she had said.
“Not last night.”
He reminded.
But Zhuo Jian was even more confused. Wasn't it last night? This morning?
"I talked to Cheng Nuo this morning, but..."
"Not Cheng Nuo."
“…”
Not Cheng Nuo?
Zhuo Jian looked at him and was completely confused.
"I'm sincere in what I said to you, and I don't feel like I need to apologize."
Zhuo Jian lowered his eyes, before feeling his alcoholic breathing was about to take away her breath.
"Zhuo Jian, I just want you to say sorry to me."
Fu Yanye raised his hand and held her jaw, and his bewitching voice was at her.
He just wanted her to say sorry.
But why could she say sorry for no reason?
"You have to let me know what I'm doing wrong."
Zhuo Jian looked at him, not caring about him holding her half face, but just asked him in a row.
If you have any problems, solve the problem, and then don’t bother anyone. This is the only thing she wants at the moment.
"If you can't remember, you'll have to sleep with me tonight."
Fu Yanye looked at her with his eyes, becoming more and more entangled.
Zhuo Jian's breathing became more and more restrained. She looked at him and always felt that this sentence seemed to be something he had said to her at some point.
Too far away.
She can't remember it far away.
Fu Yanye's cell phone suddenly rang, interrupting the privacy of the two people.
Fu Yanye had no choice but to put down his hand, took his cell phone and then sighed, "What's the matter?"
"Mr. Fu, do you still need me tonight?"
There, I asked cautiously and timidly.
Fu Yanye raised his eyes and looked at Zhuo Jian and replied: "No need."
Zhuo Jian looked at his eyes, listened to his voice without need, and suddenly understood whose phone number was, and then wanted to leave.
But Fu Yanye quickly grabbed her soft wrist and said, "Want to leave?"
"Wouldn't it be good for me to make room for you and Miss Cheng?"
Zhuo Jian looked at him and asked.
She thought she had come to him politely to discuss it, but his attitude was unknown.
"You really like to make room for other women. In the past, for Ru Xiangteng, and later for others, Zhuo Jian, are you really stupid or are you pretending to be stupid to me?"
Fu Yanye endured it and looked at her and asked.
Over the years, she thought he was such a casual person?