Chapter 114: Bad Restraint, I Want to Give Himself to Him
Zhuo Jian's tears hit his face.
Why didn't she care about him?
They grew up together, and she loved him for so many years!
Fu Yanye pressed her lips for a while, then helped her up, holding her face with both hands, pressing her forehead against her forehead, and suddenly frowned: "Do you have a fever?"
Zhuo Jian: "…"
She just felt warm all over and had no strength.
She thought she was scared by him.
Her legs were even weak!
Of course, she dared not say it!
Fu Yanye pressed her forehead several times, and then picked her up from the ground: "Where did you sleep at night?"
Zhuo Jian looked at him with a dull look, a little confused about what year it was.
Fu Yanye carried her back to the bedroom and put her on the bed, not caring about the pain on his forehead, soothing her: "Lying down and not moving, I'll go find a thermometer."
“In the cabinet above the kitchen.”
Zhuo Jian subconsciously reminded him.
Fu Yanye looked at her deeply again, and he did not leave until she stayed honestly and stopped talking.
Zhuo Jian thought, it doesn’t seem like something is wrong?
It's fine if it's okay!
He can't rely on her if he's fine!
But……
She actually had a fever, thirty-nine degrees.
She said she shouldn't be that timid!
Fu Yanye stared at her unhappily: "Why is it me who was smashed, but you who was sick?"
"Big, probably it's a punishment! I shouldn't have punished you privately!"
Zhuo Jian's eyes flowed and he gave an explanation in a low voice.
"Then there is no need!"
Fu Yanye said.
Zhuo Jian lowered her eyes again, and she was a little nervous every time she was stared at by him.
But Fu Yanye still looked at her straight: "I'll prepare breakfast, drink medicine after dinner, and if it doesn't work, I'll hang up the needle."
"You don't need to prepare it, right? There is bread in the refrigerator, I'll just have some."
Zhuo Jian said.
"What? I'm afraid I will work hard?"
"I think you are very busy too. I just have a fever. Don't worry about me! Go and do your business!"
"So I want to drive me away!"
Fu Yanye glanced at her with a faint look, and he felt very angry.
Unexpectedly, under such circumstances, she actually wanted to let him leave.
Zhuo Jianxin thought that since you know what I mean, you should leave!
Fu Yanye left the door, and Zhuo Jian lay on the bed and looked at him.
Because of the long-lasting endurance, her erect ears didn't hear the sound of her door being opened and closed.
But later, a sound came in from the kitchen.
Zhuo Jian knew he was going to cook again.
In fact, his head was smashed like that, and she didn't drive him away, and she was not embarrassed to ask him to help cook.
but……
Zhuo Jian picked up his cell phone and called: "Pingping, can you come to my house?"
——
Fu Yanye prepared breakfast and was about to call her when he heard the door ringing.
Ouyang Ping stood at the door. When the door was opened from inside, she saw that it was Fu Yanye. Her eyelashes trembled and she asked stupidly: "Mr. Fu! OK!"
"Look for A Jian?"
"Uh! Yes!"
Ouyang Ping thought to herself, Zhuo Jian, you harm me!
"She has a fever, she's in the bedroom."
Fu Yanye said.
"Okay."
Ouyang Ping ran to Zhuo Jian's bedroom, saw Zhuo Jian lying on the bed and looking at his phone, closed the door, rushed over immediately, and whispered: "You didn't even tell me that Fu Yanye is here."
"I'm afraid you won't come if I say it. Can you help me drive him away?"
"Hmph, I knew you were going to harm me!"
Ouyang Ping's expression of crying.
"Please!"
Zhuo Jian had no choice but to ask.
Ouyang Ping thought to herself that the dead pig was not afraid of boiling water, and said, "Then I will meet him when I go out."
Zhuo Jian said he would wait and see.
Ouyang Ping went out of her bedroom and left a crack in her door.
"Mr. Fu made the breakfast so beautiful!"
Ouyang Ping was very surprised. Are men nowadays so home-based?
This is a billionaire! The rice cooked by billionaires!
"If you don't eat, let's go together!"
Fu Yanye proposed.
"Can I?"
Ouyang Ping completely forgot about driving him away.
"Can!"
Fu Yanye glanced at her and said.
"Wow! That's great! She probably isn't in the mood to eat, let's eat first!"
"You have to let her take it first! She has a fever, and not eating and drinking medicine is bad for her stomach!"
Fu Yanye reminded.
Ouyang Ping: “…”
An embarrassing move!
"But what if she doesn't want to have dinner with you? For example, what do you see if you don't have an appetite?"
After Ouyang Ping was embarrassed, she dared to ask.
Fu Yanye stood opposite her for a while and suddenly smiled: "So she called you to drive me away, right?"
"Uh! You can say that too!"
Ouyang Ping lowered her head and grabbed her scalp.
When Fu Yanye saw her movements, he frowned and immediately stepped back: "Don't grab hair there anymore, dandruff will fly into the food."
"Um?"
Ouyang Ping was embarrassed again and wanted to hit the wall.
Fu Yanye had no appetite and turned around and went to the bedroom.
When Zhuo Jian saw him coming in, he immediately placed his phone under the pillow and leaned against the head of the bed to look at him with caution: "Why are you coming in?"
"If you really hate me so much, don't make yourself so embarrassed when I don't see you, so that I mistakenly think that you still have deep love for me."
Fu Yanye said.
Zhuo Jian: "…"
"Go out and eat the meal, then drink medicine, I'll leave!"
Fu Yanye said again.
Zhuo Jian: "…"
He really left without looking back.
After he left, Ouyang Ping couldn't help but look at the person in the bedroom, and I don't know why Zhuo Jian's eyes were filled with tears at this time.
Zhuo Jian just felt ache in his heart.
Is she very embarrassed?
It's just that I haven't eaten well recently, and my skin looks a bit bad, right?
Later, the two women were eating the breakfast made by Fu Yanye together, and Ouyang Ping couldn't help asking: "You really want to divorce him? You have good looks and value, you can make money, and you can cook. You are such a peerless good man.
If you miss it, you will never find it again."
"But he is not dedicated."
Zhuo Jian's voice is a little hoarse.
Ouyang Ping sighed when she heard this and muttered: "That's true!"
"But I still feel it's a pity to give up, so can't I turn a blind eye?"
Ouyang Ping couldn't help but continue asking.
"If it were you, would you be able?"
“…”
Ouyang Ping thought about it, but she couldn't.
So when Zhuo Jian was taking medicine after the meal, she made the final decision with Zhuo Jian: "Then I'll ask my dad to sue him for you? Divorce?"
"Um!"
Zhuo Jian nodded.
"Hey! I always feel that you two won't go to court, can't you really discuss it?"
“…”
Zhuo Jian smiled bitterly.
——
It started raining again at night. Zhuo Jian sat in the restaurant and looked at the temperature on the thermometer. He sighed helplessly.
It started raining outside again, and she heard the door being pushed open from outside again.
Only the restaurant had lights on, and it was pitch black on the other side, but as soon as he walked in, she saw it.
Fu Yanye saw the lights in the restaurant on, and went directly to the restaurant. When she saw her dull gaze at him, put down the things in her hand, walked over, and covered her cold hands on her forehead: "Why are they still so hot? It's delicious.
Medicine?”
"Fu Yanye, why are you here again?"
She asked weakly.
His hands were cold, making her almost unable to control herself and throw herself to him.