Fu Yanye looked at her eyes, then pinched her chin and turned to him, lowered his head and sucked her lips slowly. He waited until her hand covered his chest, and he slowly let go, "Don't think about it."
run."
“…”
Zhuo Jian just glanced at him and said nothing.
"If you catch it, your legs will tremble."
“…”
Zhuo Jian had nothing to say, because he did have the ability, so he could only force some tears to demonstrate.
Fu Yanye left with satisfaction. She hummed when she heard the sound of closing the door, then turned to see her daughter asleep and immediately lifted her legs and left.
There were no other adults in the family except him, and the children were there, so she predicted that he would not dare to chase her.
Zhuo Jian ran downstairs and drove away quickly with the car keys.
Fu Yanye didn't hear it in the bathroom, but when he came out and saw that there was only her daughter on the bed, he knew she had run away.
but……
——
Zhuo Jian drove aimlessly. Before he could walk far away, he heard a police car behind him honking his whistle.
The police car seemed to be coming for her, so she pulled over and parked the car.
"Please go with us."
“…”
Zhuo Jian drank wine and didn't dare to ask too much, so he was taken away.
"You can't drive after drinking, don't you know?"
"Feel sorry."
"I paid the fine and called my family to pick it up."
The policeman said something and entered the office.
Zhuo Jian was thinking about who she could pick her up.
I can’t find Wang Yue and Fu Zhengzhi in the middle of the night. My colleagues all went back, and it seemed that I could only find Fu Yanye.
"Are you?"
“…”
What a familiar voice, Zhuo Jian turned his head to look at the man, and couldn't remember where he had seen it.
But the man walked towards her, "Why? I don't remember me so soon? In the hotel that night, you shouted that I was caught."
“…”
It's him.
Zhuo Jian remembered it, but still didn't want to deal with it.
But the man sat next to her and stared at her for a while, "Are you the host who recorded the show here recently?"
Zhuo Jian felt like she was slapped in the face. As a host, she actually drove drunk. If this spreads.
Why!
"Let's meet me, I'm Weimingli."
He suddenly reached out his hand and was in front of her.
Zhuo Jian looked at him, "Sorry, I don't plan to meet you."
"You don't give us face so much, do you know that you need our support when recording programs here?"
“…”
It was definitely a threat, and Zhuo Jian turned to look at him again. He didn't know which young master he was, but he could definitely stop them from recording the show.
So she lazily stretched out her hand: "Hello, Zhuo Jian."
Just a little bit, my fingertips touched his hand a little.
A giant poster suddenly appeared in Zhuo Jian's mind, Zhuo Jian's group, and when he thought of his arrest, Zhuo Jian felt that this person was definitely the eldest son of Zhuo Jian.
But why did he come to the police station too?
"Young Master Zhuang, you can leave."
Soon a policeman came out and shouted.
Wei Mingli was still sitting at Zhuo Jian, "How did you come in?"
“Drinking.”
Zhuo Jian said.
Wei Mingli raised his eyebrows. The lights in the corridor were dim. He looked carefully and found that her face was really red.
"Can I take her away?"
Wei Mingli asked the police.
"no."
The policeman looked at Zhuo Jian again, and hesitated for a few seconds before refusing.
Wei Mingli frowned, got up, walked to the police office and chatted for a few words, then turned to look at Zhuo Jian.
Zhuo Jian was still sitting there, quietly. When Li Mingli thought of a word, tell me that I have wine, do you have a story?
He wanted to hear stories about her.
Wei Mingli came out of it soon after, a little frustrated, "Sorry, I can't take you away."
"Yeah, bye."
Zhuo Jian suddenly understood the reason why she was followed by the police.
It's Fu Yanye.
She called the police when she came out.
Wei Mingli nodded and walked slowly towards the door. Someone outside was waiting for him. It was the head of the person who tied him last time.
He walked to the door and turned around and looked at Zhuo Jian's lonely figure. She sat there quietly like a little pitiful person who was discarded and without resistance.
"Wait me a moment."
He said to the outside.
Soon, Zhuo Jian saw the familiar trousers again and raised his eyes.
"Why should we leave a contact information?"
He suddenly asked her.
"Sorry, I'm married."
Zhuo Jian smiled.
Lin Ming looked at her and suddenly felt that she was even more pitiful when she said this.
"Okay, then I'll see you again if you're destined to do it."
Wei Mingli left this time.
Zhuo Jian looked at his back and thought to himself that there was nothing good to see.
She is just waiting for Fu Yanye to come to find her now.
Or is there any other way she can leave before Fu Yanye comes to find her?
When Wei Mingli got in the car and left, he couldn't help but look inside again, smiled and pushed the back alveolar, a little sarcastic, but he didn't know who he was sarcastic.
Not long after, a Mercedes-Benz was parked outside.
"lady."
Zhuo Jian had a little impression. He was a hotel staff member and nodded.
"I'll be here soon."
The staff went inside to find the police, apologized politely and then came out in a series of ways. After two minutes, the police were still at the door, "Zhuo Jian, you can leave too."
Zhuo Jian stood up and was led into the car by the staff.
Unexpectedly, I returned to my residence less than two hours after I came out.
When Zhuo Jian got off the car, Fu Yanye stood at the door, wearing pajamas and pajamas, lowering his head and wondering what he was thinking.
The staff drove away quickly, and then she walked over to him and said, "Go back."
When Fu Yanye heard that sound, he said nothing else, turned around and walked inside without rushing to walk.
Zhuo Jian felt that he was in a bad mood. After thinking about something, he immediately walked forward, and Fu Yanye followed her slowly.
Zhuo Jian turned around after entering the house. Fu Yanye also raised his eyes and the two of them looked at each other under the living room lights.
Well, he must have been drinking again.
"Sorry, I can't pick you up after drinking."
Literally, it means sorry, but she always feels like...
It seemed like a blade was scratching her.
She continued to walk in.
"Zhuo Jian."
A sudden cold voice behind him.
She stopped again and turned around.
"Forget it, you go and rest."
It seemed that thousands of words disappeared in an instant. He looked at her tiredly, and after saying that, he went to the kitchen again.
——
During breakfast the next day, Wang Yue and Fu Zhengzhi found that the situation was not right, so Wang Yue asked: "Will A Ye stay for a few more days?"
Everyone looked at him in unison.
"No, there are still some things in the city that I need to go back and deal with."
Fu Yanye lowered his head to eat and was not very interested in chatting again.
"Is anyone here?"
Soon, someone knocked at the door.
"A lady said she would look for Mr. Fu."
"Who is Mr. Fu?"
Wang Yue immediately frowned.
Does anyone dare to find her husband so far? Suddenly I remembered the rogue girl who fired her husband in a bar yesterday, hum.
"Let her tell you myself."
Then everyone saw Cheng Nuo, who was standing in the restaurant where they were eating with a black backpack on her backpack.