He has always been afraid of dirt most, but he immediately stood in front of her.
Zhuo Jian looked at him silently, unable to look away for a long time.
"The police are here."
Ouyang Ping was beside her and suddenly said.
Zhuo Jian came to his senses only. She just said that she called the police and only thought she was scaring those little girls.
After seeing the police coming, Li Yuqing walked to them, "It's best to do this quietly."
"How can I not understand this? Besides, even if I don't understand, I understand that inside. Otherwise, why would he be with those brainless women alone?"
Ouyang Ping understood Fu Yanye’s intention when Fu Yanye spoke to those girls.
Su Bai and Zhang Mingmei were relieved when they saw the police coming. Those girls should be educated and educated. They were too dirty to speak, which really made them lose face in this city.
When the police entered, Fu Yanye just handed out a cell phone, "There are all the recordings of them humiliating my wife. Please do it impartially. I don't want my wife to be humiliated by some dissatisfied people.
.”
The girls all looked at him in surprise.
A girl just praised Cheng Nuo for her beauty. He said she wanted to compare the photos. The girl gave him the phone and asked him to look through it. Then he asked them questions. No one thought about it. The more she said it, the more excited she became, the more she said it was, the more she became, the more ugly she said it.
, and then...
"Mr. Fu, don't worry, as long as the situation is true, we will definitely punish it."
The policeman who led the lead said.
Fu Yanye didn't say anything else, turned around and went out.
Although he was polite when he was talking to the police inside, he had no warmth in his eyes.
But as soon as he came out, he saw Zhuo Jian still standing there, and when he walked to her, his eyes were already very gentle: "Can you go to your place to wash it?"
"Um."
Zhuo Jian had no choice but to agree.
Fu Yanye took her hand and took her away.
Zhuo Jian remembered his friends and turned to look at them, "Then let's go back first."
"You guys go, leave it to me."
Ouyang Ping also entered the store as she spoke and handed her cell phone to the police. "I not only have recordings, but also videos."
As a lawyer, it is her habit to keep first-hand evidence at any time.
Zhuo Jian noticed that he was holding her hand, and her hand was not wiped very clean.
Fortunately, the road to go home was not far, and ten minutes later they arrived at the door of her house.
Fu Yanye was in front until he entered the corridor and suddenly stopped. Zhuo Jian walked to the door before he came to his senses. He looked at him in a blink of an eye, "Why don't you open?"
Fu Yanye smiled: "I want to be allowed when I am allowed."
"Didn't I allow this?"
Zhuo Jian asked him back.
“Not this.”
Fu Yanye looked at her and waited for her to open the door.
Zhuo Jian didn't know which kind he was waiting for, but he didn't insist and opened the door himself.
Fu Yanye went in with her. When he took off his coat, Zhuo Jian stood beside him, pinched his collar and prepared to hold it for him.
Fu Yanye looked at her in a blink of an eye while taking off her. There was no unnecessary expression on Zhuo Jian's face, she was just helping.
"Thanks."
Fu Yanye suddenly said, very lightly.
But Zhuo Jian was still stunned for a moment, and then he realized that his actions were inappropriate. But I thought that he was blocking her, otherwise the greasy butter would be on her, "No thanks."
"I want to wash it, you..."
"I'll send you a new one."
"Yeah, thank you."
He said thank you again.
Zhuo Jian felt that his thank you was a little redundant.
She just knew what he wanted, and then helped to make a call, but since he said that, she turned her head to find a bag to put dirty clothes for him and said, "No need to thank you."
Her voice was very low, but Fu Yanye was actually not very happy.
He has always hated the politeness between them the two of them the most.
If she said thank you, he would be unhappy, but she didn't seem to have any of it?
Does she think it is appropriate for them to be so polite?
Fu Yanye didn't ask her much, he urgently needed to take a shower now.
It was probably because the two of them had been together for a long time. When Zhuo Jian bought things, he would habitually buy some disinfection and other supplies to keep them at home.
But Fu Yanye was taking a shower inside, Zhuo Jian stood at the door but couldn't help but grab the back of his head nervously.
"Zhuo Jian, what have you never seen him? Calm down."
She comforted herself so much.
Almost half an hour later, the aunt at home came to deliver him clothes. When Zhuo Jian took it, he sent his dirty clothes over. "Auntie, please send these troubles directly to the dry cleaning shop."
"Okay, Mrs. Young."
Zhuo Jian saw the aunt away, then turned around and looked at the bathroom.
He has been inside for half an hour.
He usually takes a shower in about ten minutes.
It's not like it's late afternoon, have you gone to take a bath?
Or something happened?
Zhuo Jian was a little worried. Thinking that his clothes had been delivered, he walked over and knocked on the door of the bathroom, "Fu Yanye, are you doing well?"
There was no movement inside. She listened to the door slightly with her ears, and became even more nervous. She continued, "Fu Yanye, Auntie has brought you your clothes, I'll put them at the door, ah."
When the word Ah was spoken, the door was suddenly opened from inside.
He stood in front of her without any object.
Zhuo Jian was shocked and did not dare to look around at all, but dared to stare into his eyes.
At this moment, he felt like he was swarming towards her with hormones.
“Can I use your bath towel?”
But he suddenly spoke very politely.
Zhuo Jian smiled awkwardly, but immediately became embarrassed: "Yes."
She has no cleanliness.
"Thanks."
His eyes were always staring at her so straight, and then he was kind to her.
"Um."
Zhuo Jian nodded slightly and turned around and left as he spoke.
"My clothes."
He reminded.
Zhuo Jian came back to his senses and turned slightly to him: "Give it."
When Fu Yanye saw that she didn't look at him, her face turned red to her ears, she continued, "Thank you."
Zhuo Jian: "…"
You're very polite, and polite, just...
Why don't you pick up clothes?
Zhuo Jian went to see him helplessly, "Hold it."
"The hand hurts a little. The butter cake just now seemed to be wrapped in stones, and it hurts so much behind it."
He suddenly pinched his waist and looked at it carefully for a while.
"The cake is wrapped with stones? Let's take a look."
She really was just subconscious.
Then the skin on the neck became red.
But Fu Yanye was still staring at her, and the effect was much better than he thought.
Zhuo Jian quickly understood that he was lying to her, and immediately became angry and embarrassed: "Fu Yanye, are you done?"
He threw his clothes at him and turned around and strode away.
Fu Yanye held the clothes, but smiled very happily.
He had to find a place to change his clothes, but he didn't want to go back to the bathroom and looked slightly closer to find his destination.