Not knowing what Fu Yanye said, Wang Rui said again: "Yes, we will go back as soon as possible."
Zhuo Jian listened to Wang Rui's advice to Fu Yanye and put down his pen, "You have to stand outside and stand there. I have no idea when you are here."
"Madam, I think we'd better go back quickly."
"Go back? Where to go?"
"The boss is in Shengyuan."
Wang Rui immediately returned to her.
"Sheng Yuan? Are you sure it's him?"
"certainly."
Wang Rui replied firmly, and he was surprised that Zhuo Jian would ask him this.
Zhuo Jian smiled. She tried to sit on the sofa, but she had been sitting for a long time and could no longer get up, so she continued to sit like that and asked him, "Did you kidnapped Cheng Nuo yesterday?"
"Wang Rui glanced at Zhuo Jian, thought for a long time, and said, "Yes."
Zhuo Jian held it in for a long time, then laughed again, and then picked up the pen again.
"Madam, this was done by President Su, and the boss didn't know about it."
Wang Rui didn't know what happened, but Wang Rui felt that Zhuo Jian seemed to have misunderstood something, so he needed to explain.
"Is that true? So that's how it is."
When she said this, she already felt that the topic was boring and her voice was weak.
But later she stared at Wang Rui and saw that he seemed to be guilty, so she asked again: "Brother Rui, how many times have you deceived me for him? Have you counted it yourself? Or should I ask, can you still count it?
?”
Wang Rui: “…”
"I don't care about you because of Yuan Man's face, but I remember it in my heart."
“…”
Wang Rui felt cold. Those were not his own personal wishes, and he also used money to do things.
But it was obvious that Zhuo Jian's words really scared him, similar to being beaten by Fu Yanye.
Later, Wang Rui and the others stood outside the door, but she didn't go out until dawn.
Zhuang Mingli slept in the sofa with a blanket in his arms. When he opened his eyes and saw her sitting on the sofa in a daze, he couldn't help but sit up and look at her again, "Have you been sleeping all night?"
Zhuo Jian looked at him, "You snore when you sleep."
“…”
Zhuang Mingli's face turned pale and he exhaled? Isn't this too embarrassing?
"He won't fight?"
Zhuang Mingli asked unconvincedly.
"No."
Zhuo Jian responded neatly in one word.
Zhuang Mingli immediately wanted to bite off his tongue, but when he looked at her again, he was reluctant to leave and angry with her.
"Silly woman."
He muttered.
Zhuo Jian looked at him, then leaned over and picked up the cigarette on the coffee table.
He immediately leaned over, held the coffee table with one hand, and walked over the coffee table to her, "Everyone said that smoking is harmful to health."
"I'm a little depressed, so I'll take a few sips."
"No, suppress it... Come with me."
Zhuang Mingli thought about it, pulled her upstairs.
He pushed a room open, and Zhuo Jian stood at the door, stunned.
There were balloons inside. As soon as they opened the door, some of the balloons that were originally on the ground also rose to the roof.
She raised her head and looked at the colorful balloons foolishly.
"Give."
She hadn't come back to her senses yet, the balloons were so beautiful.
A bouquet of roses suddenly appeared in his hand.
Zhuo Jian looked at him in confusion, "What are you doing?"
It is a red rose, very bright, with thorns on it, and very fresh.
"Uncompress."
“…”
Zhuo Jian didn't know how he turned out to be a rose, but she had heard of many ways to prick balloons. This was the first time she heard of using rose pricks to prick balloons, and she had really tried it.
But she gave up after only a few ticks, then turned to look at the man staring at her against the wall, who was still wearing pajamas.
Zhuo Jian smiled a little awkwardly and said unnaturally: "Why are you making so many balloons?"
"Don't you girls all like these gadgets?"
Zhuang Mingli asked, in fact, he didn't rush to go down to accompany her after going upstairs last night. Of course, he was not busy with his own affairs. He just wanted to make her happy and temporarily forget the things that made her uncomfortable.
But when he asked, he seemed heartless, and he didn't seem to be a young man who was very considerate of others.
He wouldn't say that the balloon hasn't been finished yet and the tool is broken. His cheeks, which he blew for most of the day, still hurt.
Just watching her tying a balloon with a rose, and her little body moved casually, it made him feel that it was worth it.
The rose petals fell one or two as she moved, which made her feel even more fascinating.
He always felt that girls should be chasing them, especially those who are so delicate.
But she stopped before she pierced a few times.
She looked at the pierced balloons on the ground, then looked up at the ones, and then turned around.
His obsessive eyes immediately moved away, then he touched his cheeks and quickly tidied up his expression, and then he looked as if he was not very irrelevant and asked, "Why did you stop?"
“It looks better.”
She walked back to him and leaned against the wall to look at the balloons, "I really like it."
"But don't you want to vent?"
He asked at her in a blink of an eye.
Zhuo Jian shook his head and continued to admire the balloons.
They were all good, why did she have to end their already short lives so anxiously?
For some reason, she was taken to this apartment as soon as she came back to her senses, but she didn't regret it after she came in.
Why can that person do whatever he wants and treat her so much? And she must always follow the rules of a wife. What kind of life is that?
She looked at the balloons and thought about herself when she was a child.
I smile foolishly every day, fantasize about those beautiful things every day, and never know what heartache is.
Why is she so depressed now?
Her parents only told her to respect others, even if she respects herself. Tolerating others means letting herself go, be happy and healthy, but she never said that she would listen to her husband in the future.
What's more, when her mother left...
Gradually, she fell into a memory again.
One day, two days, three days.
She finally was willing to pack up and leave.
Zhuang Mingli said to her before she left: "Zhuo Jian, you have to learn to be a selfish bad woman."
Zhuo Jian looked at him and felt that he was selfish enough, so he smiled at him.
"If necessary, I'll welcome you at any time."
He rubbed his heart and suddenly realized that he was pointing in the wrong direction, and immediately pointed his hands into the house.
Zhuo Jian asked him: "Don't you plan to go back to the south?"
Zhuang Mingli smiled and said, "I want to wait a little longer."
——
She went out and a snow was baptizing the city.
Wang Rui and the others waited in the corridor for three days, and they all breathed a sigh of relief after she came out.
As soon as they came out, it was snowy. They were all dressed in a light state and were immediately frozen.
Zhuang Mingli asked someone to buy new clothes for Zhuo Jian, which is not only warm but also full of gentleness.
only……
It's not long since I went out.
Wang Rui walked to her and asked her: "Madam, have you blocked the boss again?"
Zhuo Jian looked at him in a blink of an eye.
There is no crowd on the street, they are enough to attract attention.
But no matter whether Zhuo Jian and Zhuang Mingli came out of the mall that time, or whether they were on the hot searches on the news this day, they were no longer on the hot searches.
"The boss asked you to answer the phone."
He delivered his cell phone to Zhuo Jian.
Zhuo Jian only glanced at him but didn't answer.
Wang Rui immediately understood and made a hands-free ticket for her.