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Chapter 1385 How did you get hurt, Fu Yanye?

Zhuo Jian felt a big headache when he got up. The suspenders in his pajamas were hanging loosely on his arms, and there was danger of exposure at any time.

When she heard the door ringing inside, she looked at it in a blink of an eye.

It's vague and can't see anything, but...

"Fu Yanye?"

She wanted to call him, but her voice was hoarse.

Fu Yanye saw her mouth moving and walked over: "Awaken?"

"Um."

Zhuo Jian suddenly felt a little shy, and then lowered his head after making a little noise.

Fu Yanye didn't know what she was shy about, but he also cared about her: "Does the headache hurt?"

"Well, a little bit, I got drunk last night?"

When Zhuo Jian thought of this, he grabbed the temple next to his a little ashamed.

"Just a little bit?"

Fu Yanye asked her.

“…”

Zhuo Jian looked up at him in confusion, vaguely, but...

She had already quick eyes and hands, and reached his forehead and asked, "Did you put a bandaid here? Are you injured? Why did you hurt?"

She felt the texture, and immediately got up after confirming it, knelt in front of him, and looked carefully at the position of his band-aid.

Fu Yanye was already full of anger, but after she came together, he forgot everything.

I just feel that the beauty I see in front of me is really damn, teasing.

"Are you seriously injured? Didn't you here last night? Why were you injured?"

Zhuo Jian didn't realize that his suspender was about to fall off, so he just stared at him and asked again.

Fu Yanye didn't say anything. Zhuo Jian pulled the suspender to his shoulder uncomfortable, then raised his hand to hold his face, "Fu Yanye, have you fought with someone?"

"If you weren't a woman, you should have a fight."

"Hmm? Me?"

Zhuo Jian couldn't understand at all.

When Fu Yanye looked at her simple look, he could no longer help but hooked her slender waist and pressed her down.

"Who else can you be?"

Fu Yanye asked her in a deep voice.

Zhuo Jian only felt his heart beating like thunder, and his body was even more heavy and cold.

He has changed into his trousers and shirts, so he must be going out, right?

She suddenly saw that she had just discovered her nightgown, and then she was unconsciously embarrassed and her voice was hoarse again.

I can't say what I want to say.

She blushed and her eyes drooped.

Fu Yanye didn't know why she was shy, but couldn't help asking: "Is there no compensation for smashing me like this?"

"ah?"

Zhuo Jian then looked at him again.

Compensation?

What compensation?

How to compensate?

"It's stupid."

He muttered.

“…”

Zhuo Jian suddenly forgot to be shy and just felt that he seemed to be disgusting her?

Fu Yanye's depressed eyes gently kissed her beautiful collarbone.

But soon, Zhuo Jian felt a little hurt there.

He really bites it.

It took him a long time to get up and "I have asked someone to prepare breakfast, but I can't eat with you anymore. At the meeting at 8:30, I'll ask Wang Rui to take you to work later, huh?"

"oh."

Zhuo Jian shrank in the bed, unconsciously feeling lost after seeing him leave.

After getting off the live broadcast, she was in a daze in the office.

Li Yuqing was in a bad mood to ask her for lunch and said she wasn't hungry.

Li Yuqing walked in: "You have to eat if you are not hungry, why are you unhappy?"

Zhuo Jian looked at him, then held his chin and stared blankly.

But soon after, she told Li Yuqing, "I seem to beat Fu Yanye."

“…”

Li Yu was surprised, but he was still calm and waited for the following article.

"But I have no impression of it at all. Yesterday, Mr. Zhong treated him to a few more drinks, and then it was broken."

Zhuo Jian said.

She secretly swears in her heart again that she will never drink alcohol in the future.

It seems that something happens every time I drink too much.

——

Fu Yanye made an appointment with Su Bai to play tennis, and Yan Zheng followed him again. Fu Yanye was already upset and couldn't help but say, "Don't mention your matter."

Serious: "…"

Su Bai held the racket and looked at Yan Zheng, who was defeated, then looked at Fu Yanye, and couldn't help laughing: "Brother, what's the matter?"

Fu Yanye didn't say anything and strode towards the opposite side.

Su Bai glanced at Yan Jing: "Is there anything I don't know about?"

"You are so happy, of course you don't know much about unhappy things."

"Oh? I still want to find something to pass the time. Brother, what's the matter?"

It was important to be honest and bored, so he took the racket in his hand: "I'll come first."

Su Bai: "..."

He sat on the ground and looked at Fu Yanye and Yan Zheng. For half an hour, the two of them were sweating profusely, but none of them seemed to admit defeat.

Who is unhappy?

He couldn't see it for a moment.

It was obvious that Boss Fu looked like a happy young man a few days ago.

Why did this happen in a blink of an eye?

And he seemed to be injured on his head.

Fu Yanye took off the band-aid after he left the house. In fact, it was just a bump. He thought that Zhuo Jian was anxious, but who knew that she was so stupid that she didn't remember anything.

Later, the cell phone rang on the ground, and Su Bai glanced at it in a blink of an eye. It was Yan's cell phone, Zhong Mai's phone number. He shouted: "Mr. Yan, your wife's phone number."

Yan Zheng had to stop, but after going over, he saw that it was Zhong Mai's phone call, and gasped and sighed. It took him a long time to answer: "Hey?"

“On the tennis court? Come out.”

Zhong Mai said just one sentence.

Yan Zheng was so nervous that he hung up the phone and didn't go out immediately. When Fu Yanye approached, he said, "I don't know what A Jian said to her last night. After she got home, she said she would not divorce."

“…”

“…”

Su Bai and Fu Yanye looked at him curiously, waiting for him to write down, thinking that he should be very happy.

"But she insisted on taking me to the hospital."

Said it seriously.

So, at a solemn request, Fu Yanye dialed his wife's phone number. Of course, he actually wanted to call.

Zhuo Jian lay on the desk and posted it for half an afternoon. When he saw that it was her husband, he immediately sat up straight, his hands pressed against the desk, and looked straight at the caller ID.

Has he called?

Did he seek a crime?

Oh oh oh oh, how did she beat him last night?

The film was also broken.

She thought about it for a day but didn't remember it, just thinking that he said she was stupid.

Fu Yanye guessed the reason why she didn't answer the phone. Seeing that she didn't answer, she would hang up, but the other end answered.

"Hello?"

All three of them stared at his phone.

After hearing the weak feeding sound, Fu Yanye immediately turned off the hands-free and put his phone in his ear, "Do you feel uncomfortable?"

"Yeah, a little bit."

Zhuo Jian murmured.

Fu Yanye listened, felt a little nervous and asked again: "Where is uncomfortable?"

"Everywhere...is it okay for you to call?"

Zhuo Jian thought that he already thought she was stupid, so she should not vent her emotions casually and asked him.

"What did you say about having dinner with Zhong Mai last night?"

Fu Yanye still didn't forget the serious business.

"Oh, I said..."

Zhuo Jian told him all the serious things that the two of them said before Zhong Mai left last night.

Fu Yanye also turned on hands-free again when she was talking about this.

Yan Zheng naturally heard it, and after hearing it, he smiled bitterly: "A Jian, I really thank you."

Zhuo Jian suddenly felt a little nervous. Could it be that she was causing trouble again?

Fu Yanye put his phone in his ear again, "Don't take it to heart, he isn't blaming you."

"oh."

Zhuo Jian agreed, but was still a little nervous.

"Are you sting the table again?"

Fu Yanye suddenly asked.

Zhuo Jian immediately lowered his eyes and looked at the place where his hands were, and then quietly relaxed on his legs.

"Yan Zheng and Su Bai are playing basketball. I will go to your office to find you later."

"Looking for me? What do you do?"

Zhuo Jian was nervous and his voice was weak.


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