Chapter 1127 She left with Zhuang Mingli, in front of him
"A Jian."
"want."
Ouyang Ping was worried that she would go with Zhuang Mingli. Although it was the first time she met Zhuang Mingli, it was also obvious that Zhuang Mingli liked her. Now that Fu Yanye is there, it is really not suitable for them to get too close.
But obviously, Zhuo Jian was intentional.
She took the thing and stood up and walked towards Zhuang Mingli.
Zhuang Mingli didn't even look at anyone else, but just moved his elbow out. Zhuo Jian naturally reached in and held him, and the two of them left in front of everyone.
Although there are not many people today.
But now is the Internet era.
Ouyang Ping clearly saw Fu Yanye's face was extremely cold, as if she was about to kill someone invisibly.
But Fu Yanye did nothing.
After Zhuo Jian and Zhuang Mingli left, Wang Rui quickly followed. Fu Yanye sat in the place where Zhuo Jian had just sat, holding the handle of the coffee cup she had pinched.
Ouyang Ping was also very proud and did not dare to take a breath. She looked at him for a while, and saw that his expression was not so terrible, she dared to speak: "Why do you want to question A Jian?"
"when?"
“…”
"When will I question her?"
Fu Yanye looked at Ouyang Ping in a blink of an eye, and it was the real questioning.
After a long time, Ouyang Ping sighed helplessly: "Then what are you doing here? From your expression and your words, no one will think that you believe that A Jian hurts Cheng Nuo."
Fu Yanye looked at Ouyang Ping and suddenly didn't know where to start.
"Mr. Fu, I think we are all the same age and grow up together. I kindly remind you again, if you still love Ah Jian, please be smarter and don't do anything that makes her misunderstood."
After Ouyang Ping finished speaking, she picked up her bag and prepared to leave.
But Fu Yanye was still sitting there, his face getting worse.
"Also, Cheng Nuo was kidnapped yesterday but was you acting with Cheng Nuo? Did you spend the night with Cheng Nuo?"
“…”
Fu Yanye looked up at her and was really angry.
"Cheng Nuo and Liang Yu said in person, if you don't believe it, you can ask them to confront each other. If it is true, then I hope you can let A Jian go sooner. If not, then I'll explain it to A Jian earlier.
, she was already heartbroken enough.”
"Didn't you see her just left with Zhuang Mingli?"
"I also see you praise Cheng Nuo."
After Ouyang Ping said that, she left, and there was nothing to say.
But Fu Yanye looked at Zhuo Jian and the others leaving, then stood up, and left with his long legs while dialing the number.
Zhuo Jian's phone kept ringing, and it made her feel upset and turned off the phone directly.
An hour later she went to Zhuang Mingli's apartment. Zhuang Mingli poured her hot water and sat down opposite her, "What's wrong?"
"Um."
Zhuo Jian lowered his head and looked at his fingers with ring marks, and then tried to sniff there.
Zhuang Mingli looked at her little movements and wondered if she felt so distressed that she couldn't feel the pain on her skin. When she looked at the kiss marks on her neck, she suddenly lowered her head helplessly and finally asked, "You want to."
Don't want to go to the south again?"
Zhuo Jian didn't respond, so he kept waiting and never asked again.
Later he went upstairs and left her there calmly.
She picked up the water and wanted to drink it, but suddenly she felt like vomiting.
Zhuo Jian put down the water cup again, and because he didn't know the direction of the bathroom, he knelt next to the trash can.
——
In the middle of the night, a group of people suddenly broke into Zhuang Mingli's apartment.
Zhuo Jian was lying on the coffee table to write an article, and when he heard the sound, he looked at it in a blink of an eye.
It was Wang Rui, who brought his bodyguard team.
"Madam, it's time to go home."
Wang Rui took the lead and walked forward, and was polite, but she couldn't refuse.
Zhuo Jian looked at him and asked coldly, "Where will I not reply?"
"Then let's forgive us for being unreasonable."
Wang Rui lowered his head and expressed his apology.
"Okay, I'll wait for you to be unreasonable."
She lowered her head and continued to write down the words she hadn't finished just now in her notebook, calm and composed.
She has seen many times.
Fu Yanye mobilized so many people.
Wang Rui looked at her, but for a moment he didn't dare to be really unreasonable.
She sat on the carpet, dressed neatly, and wrote the manuscript calmly, treating them as nothing.
Wang Rui knew she didn't like this, but that was what their boss meant.
And so late, it is indeed inappropriate for a married woman to live in a single man's house.
Zhuang Mingli came down from the upstairs, wearing a silk nightgown, and slowly, disdainful, "I'm not too late to break into a private house? Isn't it too much for me to call the police to protect me?"
When Wang Rui saw him coming down in his pajamas, he immediately frowned, "Young Master Zhuang, please don't make things difficult for us."
"Oh? I'm making things difficult for you? Didn't you make things difficult for me? In the middle of the night, you broke into my private apartment with a locksmith. How do I know if you are going to kill someone to silence me?"
Zhuang Mingli said that, he was about to take out his cell phone.
Wang Rui was about to take action immediately. Zhuang Mingli avoided quickly, then took two steps back, put his phone in his ear with a smile, and looked at Wang Rui with even more sarcastic expressions, "Hey? I am Zhuang Mingli, please ask the police for protection...
…”
After Zhuang Mingli finished the phone, he sat down on the sofa, looked at Zhuo Jian sitting on the carpet, and said, "If you ask you to go to the study and write, you will be broken if you sit on the carpet, get up quickly."
Zhuo Jian glanced at him and told him with his eyes that he had enough plays in this moment.
Zhuang Mingli thought it was not enough and said, "Get up quickly, or I'll go and hug you."
“…”
Zhuo Jian glanced at him again, hoping that he could stop in time.
Wang Rui and the others even thought he was unreliable.
But Zhuang Mingli really stood up and really wanted to hug Zhuo Jian.
Zhuo Jian looked up at him walking towards him. He bent down and lowered his head, "I really want it!"
"Don't go too far, this is Mrs. Fu's wife."
Wang Rui directly pressed him to the ground. Wang Rui didn't care about him calling the police. After all, they were just here to ask their wife to go home. They were right, but Zhuang Mingli's encounter with Zhuo Jian obviously could not happen when they were low on their noses.
"Wang Rui, let go of him."
Zhuo Jian looked at Wang Rui's actions and ordered soon.
Wang Rui looked at the person who was pressed to the ground by him and could not ignore Zhuo Jian, but he still said to Zhuang Mingli: "Please respect Young Master Zhuang, otherwise don't blame me for being heavy."
It’s not that Zhuang Mingli has never been beaten, but looking at Wang Rui’s attitude, he is really afraid of the pain.
After Wang Rui let go of him, he got up immediately. This time he didn't want to touch Zhuo Jian anymore, but just collapsed on the sofa again, panting at Zhuo Jian, feeling aggrieved, "You're going to let me be humiliated for nothing?"
"Who made you want to hug me?"
"What's wrong with me hugging you? Am I going to hug him? Then am I a pervert?"
Zhuang Mingli said and glanced at Wang Rui again.
Wang Rui thought that it would be better for you to be regarded as a pervert than to hug our young wife.
Wang Rui's cell phone rang again soon, and he answered the phone, "Hey, boss."