Fu Yanye left the tennis court and drove directly to find Zhuo Jian.
Su Bai was watching the two men at the door of the tennis court facing each other in the car, and didn't know what they were going to do?
If he wants to fight, he has to prepare his cell phone.
"Yan Zheng, I'm telling you very seriously now, go to the hospital with me."
"What hospital do you go to?"
"You have the final say on what hospital to go to, but today we will go to the hospital for a thorough examination. We should be hospitalized and treated."
“…”
Yan Zheng looked at Zhong Mai's serious look and his mind began to buzz.
Of course he knew that this was a big deal.
Of course, Zhuo Jian cannot be blamed, he deceived him from the beginning.
"What if it can't be cured?"
Ask her solemnly.
"If it cannot be cured, it cannot be cured. I will hold a funeral for you."
"You still love me?"
Yan Zheng asked again, and then looked straight at her and asked this.
Zhong Mai's heart trembled when asked, but soon looked into the distance again: "Yeah."
That sound, I know that my deception is worth it.
At least, he knew she still loved her.
His wife loved him and she loved him.
"Will my son remarry you if I die?"
“…”
"Zhong Mai, I need to know everything before I can determine what to do next."
Seriously asked her very seriously.
Zhong Mai was a little upset. He didn't know why he didn't even have a little wind today, so he wanted to suffocate her to death.
She put her hands on her chest, stood for a while, then lowered her head: "No, my son's surname is always Yan, he is the child of the Yan family, your child."
"Then I said I believe your private life is not chaotic, do you believe it?"
“…”
Then Zhong Mai looked at him again.
Did he really believe her?
But what others say is so ugly, he really doesn't care? Don't take it to heart?
Zhong Mai looked elsewhere again, dodged his direct look, "Faith."
"That's true, there's no regrets."
Yan Zheng suddenly laughed softly and said.
Zhong Mai looked at him in fear, his voice trembling unconsciously: "Why are you saying that you die?"
Yan Zheng looked at the tears in her eyes and smiled and said, "I thought you really didn't want me anymore. You won't be right? Even if I have a terminal illness, you will be by my side to take care of me? I will never leave you?"
"Barring nonsense, I'm your wife."
Zhong Mai immediately admitted it.
Now nothing matters his body.
The patient needs to be in a good mood, and she will never be angry with him at this time until...
Soon after, the images on Su Bai's phone continued to magnify, and the video of a woman kicking and hitting a man with her hands and feet made him laugh so hard that his stomach trembled.
——
When Fu Yanye arrived at the door of the TV station, he received a video from Su Baifa. He opened it and looked at it, and smiled unconsciously.
Just by watching the content of this video, Yan Zheng must be telling the truth.
People who don’t like to lie suddenly will not be able to sleep, eat, and live a normal life.
He looked upstairs in a blink of an eye and found the floor where his wife was. The woman watched this video and didn't know what expression it was, it must be very interesting.
After the bodyguard drove the car away, he also entered Taiwan.
Zhuo Jian was communicating with a staff member. When they heard the knock on the door, both of them looked at the door.
The staff immediately straightened his waist from Zhuo Jian: "Mr. Fu."
Fu Yanye looked at the man who was about the same age as Zhuo Jian indifferently, and then said lightly: "Yes."
"Then I'll do things first."
The staff whispered to Zhuo Jian and left with the documents.
Fu Yanye walked towards her slowly with his hands in his pockets: "Why is he so close to you?"
"ah?"
Zhuo Jian was puzzled.
“…”
Fu Yanye stared at her for a while, then bent down and took out a bottle of alcohol disinfectant spray from her drawer. Zhuo Jian ran away instantly: "What are you doing?"
"Don't let people get close to you in the future?"
Fu Yanye said, grabbing her wrist and controlling her by her side, spraying the spray in her hand on her shoulder twice.
“…”
Zhuo Jian looked at him speechlessly and scaredly, and could not say a word for a long time.
This person is perverted.
Woo woo.
Zhuo Jian wanted to shake him away, but his wrists turned red and didn't turn them open, and then his eyes began to be heavy.
Fu Yanye looked at it and immediately let go of her wrist. Zhuo Jian immediately wanted to cry. He sighed helplessly: "Why are you crying? Are you not allowed to be jealous?"
“…”
Zhuo Jian looked at him in confusion.
Are you jealous?
If you are jealous, spray her with alcohol disinfectant?
By the way, she has always had this thing in her drawer. It seems that it was just for him before?
Should I take the initiative to prepare for him, or was he forced to prepare?
Zhuo Jian looked at him. Yesterday's beauty was like a dream. She was now full of his unhappiness in the morning.
And he just had sex with her while she was drunk last night.
This person is really...
Necrotic.
"Did you hurt?"
Fu Yanye realized that he had just scared her and quickly found a repair.
Zhuo Jian stopped looking at him, but just muttered with red eyes.
Fu Yanye held her hand and raised it, and blew it gently on her wrist, "I apologize. I saw that man pressing against you as soon as I opened the door, so I was so angry."
He explained.
After hearing this, Zhuo Jian looked at him angrily and asked him stubbornly: "What's up to me? I'm just pointing to me a question."
"That's equivalent to sticking to me."
"You are really intolerant of others, why don't you say you last night..."
Zhuo Jian looked into his dark eyes and suddenly couldn't speak.
"What last night?"
Fu Yanye asked her.
Zhuo Jian pursed his lips hard, then looked up at him again. Seeing that the post-it notes on his head were gone, he couldn't help but raise his hand curiously to look at his.
There was a purple and purple place, and it was obvious that it had been hit hard. I forgot about the matter just now and asked him softly: "I really smashed it? Why did I smash it? What did I use to smash it?"
“…”
How could Fu Yanye tell her? Because he said that he was a thief, she was really regarded as a thief.
Why!
It's also considered him looking for a fight by himself.
Fu Yanye held her hands and placed them behind her waist, and his voice immediately softened: "Are you still angry with me? What happened just now?"
Zhuo Jian was hugged by him, so he was so angry.
The heartbeat is for him.
"You're too responsive."
Zhuo Jian still whispered to him.
"Well, I'll pay attention in the future, but is this person new? No one in the past dared to get close to you so much."
"It is said that it has been here not long ago, but you are angry with him, why are you spraying alcohol on me?"
"I apologize."
"Then you throw this away, and I won't put alcohol disinfectant in my office anymore."
"Um?"
Fu Yanye frowned.
"If you can't do it, forget it."
Zhuo Jian lowered his head and muttered again, as if he couldn't make things difficult for him.
But Fu Yanye felt nervous when he saw it and immediately agreed: "If you can do it, just throw it away."