After Zhuo Jian said that, he bypassed him and walked upstairs.
But Fu Yanye frowned.
What does she mean?
His tall body slightly sided and looked at her thin figure.
What did she just say?
Sweet, what picture should he like?
Not only did she think about them getting back together, but she also thought of something else?
The scenes of her kissing him suddenly appeared in his mind.
Those pictures made his blood boil.
Yes, can he still miss this night?
I've survived so many nights.
Fu Yanye sighed and murmured: "You wait."
Sooner or later one day.
When he returned to his room, he saw Chengtian sleeping on his bed. After lying down, he suddenly felt a little warmer again. It would be nice to have a little princess accompany him.
Anyway, that woman can't run away.
——
Zhuo Jian woke up in the morning and saw that he had missed the phone call. He used to mute before going to bed. He immediately went back to it when he saw that it was Jian Qian's.
"Hello?"
"Hello?"
What Zhuo Jian heard was a dumb male voice.
"Who?"
"Who are you? Where is Jian Qian?"
Zhuo Jian looked at his phone in confusion, and then asked again after finding that he had called correctly.
The busy voice came from there soon, and Zhuo Jian's heart beat into his throat.
But how long did Zhuo Jian call again, and someone picked up the other end, and finally it was Jian Qian, "Hey, sister, I have something to do now, I'll tell you later."
Zhuo Jian: "…"
Jian Qian hung up the phone, then covered her quilt and looked at the man sitting next to her.
The man also frowned, grabbed his hair with his naked upper body, and then stared at her, "Jian Qian, right? Let's offer a price."
"What price?"
“What? Free?”
“…”
Jian Qian was stunned.
The man laughed and got up to pick up the clothes on the ground.
Jian Qian was stunned. His wheat-colored skin looked quite strong.
She didn't dare to look again, turned her head and looked elsewhere.
"This is my business card, call me if you need it."
The man threw a business card into the bed, picked up the blazer and left.
Jian Qian looked at him after leaving and looked at the business card on the bed, picked it up and saw his name, "Feng Ying."
Not from them.
I didn't know why, but suddenly I breathed a sigh of relief.
It's good to not be in the same city.
She drank too much last night, but how could she check in with a man?
Jian Qian looked around and then felt a split headache.
What's going on with her?
Yesterday I saw Liu Yuntian taking a video of his marriage certificate. He snuggled up with the woman, as if he had known each other for many years and had a good relationship.
Wait for him?
Jian Qian has never seen any hope in waiting anymore, her father is, and Liu Yuntian is too.
Not long after, she went out of the hotel and received a call from the TV station. She immediately took a taxi back to change her clothes and then went to work.
When Zhuo Jian and Fu Yanye took the child back to the city and met her, she just smiled bitterly and said, "That's how it is, I have no memory at all."
"If you really want memory, I can find it for you."
"ah?"
Jian Qian looked up at her from the desk, a little stunned.
"You are drinking in Fanxing, it's not a matter of just one sentence to adjust the surveillance."
Zhuo Jian whispered.
Jian Qian's heart began to get up and down.
Want to check?
"If you want to just be a love affair, it's fine if you don't watch it."
"Well, then, let's not watch it for now?"
Jian Qian rarely fails to make a decision.
Zhuo Jian sighed, thought for a while, and said, "Qianqian, don't wait for Liu Yuntian."
“…”
When Jian Qian heard the name, she lowered her head again.
"I watched yesterday's video. In front of us, Mr. Yan and Mr. Zhong are also in business marriage. At first, they only admire each other."
"I understand."
Zhuo Jian nodded, thought for a while, and quit her office.
Jian Qian also knows that many things are over once they take time.
He asked her to wait for him for three years, how could he wait?
He was not going to study or work hard, but to marry, and spent three years under the same roof with a woman, waiting?
It's too simple to say that word.
Jian Qian didn't expect to meet that person again so soon.
At the Fu family's charity dinner.
Seeing that she was unhappy, Zhuo Jian asked her to pass the time.
Now that Wang Yue has removed the burden of the Fu family’s mistress, many things have fallen on Zhuo Jian’s head. Zhuo Jian has become busier, but in this busyness, life has become more fulfilling.
Except for the relationship with Fu Yanye that seems calm but is actually undercurrent.
Zhuo Jian was wearing a black slim dress that night, holding Fu Yanye's arm to accompany him to socialize. When he saw Jian Qian, he was slightly closer to his ear. In the picture that seemed extremely ambiguous to others, she was only gentle.
He said, "I'll go and say hello to Qianqian."
"Um."
Fu Yanye looked at her, but he was unwilling to accept it but still pretended to be generous and let her go.
Jian Qian wore a purple long dress. Although she was not as expensive as Zhuo Jian's body, she also looked like a graceful lady and would never lose her style.
"Why did you come?"
Zhuo Jian naturally held her hand and spoke.
"You don't know me. You have been drunk recently and have slow movements."
Jian Qian said, looking around as she pretended to be curious, and then saw the man in a dark suit and had a one-time relationship in the crowd.
The man seemed to have seen her for a long time, staring at her for a while, and then nodded when he heard someone talking to him.
Not long after, Fu Yanye came over to say hello. Zhuo Jian lowered his head in confusion, and Jian Qian suddenly held her hand hard.
Jian Qian never expected that they would meet so soon, and he was walking towards her?
Isn't it suitable for them to say hello?
But……
"To introduce my wife Zhuo Jian, her cousin Jian Qian, this is Feng Ying, the new president of Renli."
Renli, a listed company.
"I've heard of Mrs. Fu's reputation for a long time, so I'm lucky to know."
Fengyingke set up.
Zhuo Jian nodded: "Good luck."
Feng Ying quickly looked at Jian Qian, and Jian Qian's face became tense, but he was afraid that someone would see the clues, so he nodded quickly: "Hello Mr. Feng."
"Hello Miss Jane."
“…”
In this regard, the two of them have officially met.
Not long after, the four of them separated, Jian Qian and Zhuo Jian entered the lounge. Jian Qian sat on the sofa, her legs were a little weak, "I'm scared."
"Is it him?"
"Um."
Jian Qian nodded, but was still very nervous.
Zhuo Jian suddenly smiled: "Is this the two of you destiny?"
"My dear sister, don't make such jokes. I will never love any man again in the future. No, I have no idea of dating and marrying a man. I will never be able to hold any man again.
Any fantasy.”
"I just asked if you two are considered fate."
“…”
Jian Qian was upset, took out a fine cigarette from her bag and lit it, and started to smoke it in depression.
Zhuo Jian sat down, lit a choking one, and felt a little choking, so he turned to look at her and asked, "Why are you smoking such a choking cigarette?"
"I smoked even more choked before, and the ones that men sucked in cigarettes."