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Chapter 1104 Uneasy

Ouyang Ping was very satisfied and left the bathroom door.

But the people in the bathroom looked at the door with great grief and anger.

——

Ouyang Ping sent the recording to Zhuo Jian. Zhuo Jian thought it was what she said, but clicked it but found that it was Cheng Nuo.

The program was recorded for two months, and Zhuo Jian had never returned to the city. Even when the program team left, Zhuo Jian was not in a hurry to leave.

That day, Fu Yanye's car stopped at the airport for a long time, and he even thought of dozens of excuses to appear here.

But in the end, Li Yuqing only saw his car standing next to his car.

"Zhuo Jian hasn't come back."

Li Yuqing left after saying that.

But Fu Yanye was in the car and never left until dark.

Those five words are enough to make his arrows pierce his heart.

Su Bai's phone was displayed on his screen, and he came to his senses and answered.

"Have my sister been back? Call her out and let's have two drinks together to relieve the embarrassing atmosphere between you and your husband?"

"She didn't return."

"Not reply? What's going on? She's not today..."

Before he could finish his words, Fu Yanye had already cut off.

Yes, she didn't return.

Or she doesn't plan to come back.

Anyway, parents will take their children to see her regularly.

But……

Fu Yanye choked and, before starting the car and leaving, he suddenly picked up his cell phone and took a photo.

In the circle of friends, everyone saw that the photo was pitch black.

Fu Yanye left the airport and walked back, but halfway through the way, I don’t know why I remembered that the two met in the south that day, and then the car suddenly turned around.

——

Su Bai and Yan Zheng arrived at the restaurant and muttered in the private room, "I didn't finish the phone call, but I suddenly hung up and called him again, saying that he was out, and it sounded like he was still outside, where was he going?"

Yan Zheng thought for a while, "Are you going to bet?"

"What are you betting on?"

Someone pushed the door and was immediately interested when he heard this.

Su Bai also looked at Yan Zheng curiously.

"ball."

Yan Zheng thought about it.

"ball?"

"ball?"

Su Bai and Zhao Lin spoke in unison.

"Tennis, if nothing unexpected happens, I guess Yan Ye should have gone to the south to find Zhuo Jian."

He speaks solemnly with calmness.

"No gambling."

"No gambling."

Soon, the two of them spoke in unison again.

When I thought about it, it was very likely that I would really go to Zhuo Jian.

But Su Bai still sighed: "I told us before that I would never go to find Xiao Jian's sister, but what happened? Not only did I go there, but it wasn't just once."

"Um."

Yan Zheng was also deeply confused about this. Why did Boss Fu say those slaps in the face?

"Just go, it's okay to ease it. Every time I shook my face and came back. The three words were engraved on my face when I was out of salvation. I don't know what he did. It's obvious that Little Sister Jian is the best

It's coaxed."

Su Bai became more and more angry as he spoke. That was his dear little sister Jian. Why couldn’t his elder brother even coax that girl?

Soon Yan's cell phone rang, he took a sip of the cigarette and looked at it, and immediately pinched it off, "Zhong Mai asked me to go back. Since Yan Ye was not here today, it would be gone long ago."

Yan Zheng left as soon as he said that, Su Bai and Zhao Lin were stunned to see him leave, and then Zhao Lin looked at Su Bai again, "Brother, why don't I find a few more brothers to play with?"

"Look for it now."

Su Bai was bored.

"Mr. Su, someone is looking for it."

Suddenly someone knocked at the door and opened it.

The two of them looked at the door pitifully again.

Zhang Mingmei wore a black sports skirt and looked...

"Who, sister-in-law?"

Zhao Lin asked in a daze.

"Your sister-in-law's soul."

Zhang Mingmei said with a smile.

Zhao Lin: “…”

"Come on, baby."

Su Bai couldn't stand Zhang Mingmei's short skirt, so he got up and went to find her, hugged her slim waist at the door, and then blinked at her ambiguously.

"Silly?"

"No, my wife is so seductive tonight."

Su Bai continued to stare at her, even to his heart.

"Go to yours, your mom is here."

Zhang Mingmei reminded.

Su Bai: "Ah? What's her here? Then go back to your room and wait for me first, and I'll go back soon."

Still couldn't help but kiss her on the face.

After seeing him leave, Zhang Mingmei smiled helplessly, wiped the place where he kissed her, and saliva was everywhere. She turned to Zhao Lin, "Let's find friends to play, remember to pay the bill."

"OK."

Zhao Lin was a little confused.

But Zhang Mingmei left happily.

Zhang Mingmei thinks that Zhao Lin is actually a good boy and looks good.

Women can always ignore looking at people who are good-looking and not annoying.

——

Two days later.

Wang Rui received a call from Fu Yanye, "Boss."

"You come to the south and send it to your WeChat address."

Fu Yanye hung up the phone after he said that.

Wang Rui was confused, looked at his wife who was resting with her belly holding her stomach, and then walked over, "The boss asked me to go to the south."

"What happened to my wife?"

Yuan Man immediately became nervous.

"I don't know yet, but I'm not at home, can you?"

"What's wrong? Let's fight two more now. Go quickly. I still have Chang Xia here."

"Um."

Yuan Man dared not delay Zhuo Jian's affairs. Although he is not suitable for a long distance now, since his husband is useful, he has to come in handy.

Before 11 o'clock in the evening, Fu Yanye saw the car sending her back in the car, but this time, someone got out of the car and helped her open the door.

The man smiled at Zhuo Jian like a fool, at least that was how he felt.

Zhuo Jian didn't know what he said, but the man suddenly felt a little sad, but soon started to smile foolishly again. Zhuo Jian turned around and entered, and he was still staring at him.

Zhuo Jian's figure suddenly stopped after entering the door, but he still didn't look back and just walked into the place where he lived.

A week later, Fu Yanye played against Yan Zheng at the tennis court. He never lost, but this time, he really couldn't play anymore.

Yan Zheng saw him throwing the racket to rest, followed him, holding the racket to look at him, and asked, "Since you came back, what happened to the south?"

"No."

Fu Yanye let out a faint sound and continued to breathe.

Looking at him seriously, he felt that something must be wrong, but he just didn't want to say it.

Then the thing that made him so unwilling to say but overdraw would definitely be related to Zhuo Jian.

"Is it possible that Xiao Jian was fascinated by some romantic and handsome young man in the south?"

Actually, he was just guessing.

Who knew that Fu Yanye's eyes suddenly became extremely cold.

Yan Zheng was a little angry that he guessed so accurately, but he was a little proud. He really knew this man too much.

So Yan Zheng sat down and waited for him to say it when he wanted to say it.

In the evening, Yan Zheng went home and said to Zhong Mai: "Why do you call Zhuo Jian and come back."

Zhong Mai was browsing his phone at the time. When he heard this, he looked up at him, "Why?"

"Yan Ye is uneasy if she doesn't come back."

"Isn't that just right? Why do you want him to feel at ease?"

Zhong Mai asked remarks.

Yan Zheng knew his wife's temperament, so he sat beside her and said to her seriously: "Yan Ye is not as bad as you think. He just thought Zhuo Jian didn't want him anymore."

"I thought if he still loved Zhuo Jian, he should have gone to get the person back by himself. I wouldn't ask Zhuo Jian to come back and suffer."

Zhong Mai also encouraged Zhuo Jian to have fun outside.

Yan Zheng looked at Zhong Mai and sighed in vain.

——

The old house of the Fu family.

Chengbao was practicing calligraphy with the old man, and Fu Yanye walked in.

Seeing that Chengbao was practicing well, he couldn't help staring at him for a while.

The old man held the brush and looked at his grandson before he started writing: "Why did you come back so early today?"

“Didn’t I keep coming back so early?”

Old man: "..."

Fu Yanye looked at Chengbao again, "You come out."

"ah?"

Orange Bao reluctantly put down his brush.


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