Zhuo Jian murmured, then bypassed him and sat down aside.
Fu Yanye looked down at her and asked, "Forget it if you were abroad for the past three years. Now that you are back, how can you still be absent?"
"My surname is Zhuo! I will send gifts and blessings."
By tomorrow night.
Zhuo Jian walked around the back of his neck and unbuttoned the necklace.
Fu Yanye watched her gently put the necklace back into the box, and the expression on her face became cold again unconsciously.
"This necklace is too expensive, I can't accept it."
Zhuo Jian said.
"I said this is just for me..."
"But it's a drop in the bucket. I know you have a lot of money, but why should I collect it?"
Zhuo Jian closed the box, turned his head to look at the bouquet of roses, raised his arms and hugged it, gently touched the petals with his fingers, and said, "I have accepted this bouquet of roses."
"Zhuo Jian!"
Fu Yan gritted his teeth in anger.
"Did you still do it?"
Zhuo Jian looked up at him, his clear eyes calmly and pessimistic.
Fu Yanye's heart was thrilled. At that moment, he really wanted to strangle her to death.
"Which man can still be interested in you just like you now?"
He shook his face because he really couldn't stand her resistance and escape.
"That's it, Fu Yanye, you lost the only chance."
Zhuo Jian said as he got up and said to him before returning to the bedroom: "Please help me close the door when I leave."
Fu Yanye glanced at her: "Who said I'm leaving?"
Since you don't do it, why are you still staying?
Zhuo Jian looked at him in confusion.
Fu Yan was so angry that he sat in the chair and poured himself wine.
Zhuo Jian didn't care about him. She couldn't drink any more, otherwise she would make a fool of herself tomorrow.
Thinking of this, Zhuo Jian took a shower and then lay on the bed.
It was probably because of alcohol, my mind was so hot that I thought it was difficult to fall asleep, but I fell asleep in just a few minutes.
Fu Yanye finished drinking the entire bottle of red wine.
Especially when she looked at the flowers and gifts on the table, she didn't like the ones he carefully selected.
Just throwing it on the table is like throwing his feelings for her.
Fu Yanye thought that he probably didn't have to do that.
But now he is sitting in her small restaurant, which is actually not a restaurant for him.
The phone was an invitation from friends to drink, and Lin Ruxiang's, but he just wanted to go to one place.
He also arrived later.
He took a shower and then went into her bed naked.
She fell asleep, and her body looked like a stove.
He leaned up regardless and hugged her from behind.
Zhuo Jian trembled, and the coldness that just came out after taking a shower made her unable to help herself.
But she still didn't wake up after all.
And Fu Yanye hugged her tightly.
At this moment, he had the idea of stuffing her into the secret drawer in his heart, which made her wake up and find that she was no longer in this noisy world.
Only in his heart.
His heart was probably dark, and she must be very scared in it.
But she could see clearly that there was no one else in his cruel heart.
——
The next morning, Fu Yanye was no longer there.
But there was breakfast on the table and a large bouquet of bright red roses in a vase.
Zhuo Jian thought that there was probably no woman who could resist such a red color.
She sat down for breakfast, looked at the box next to the vase, and remembered the scene when he wore a necklace last night, and felt a faint pain in her heart.
Wang Yue called and she answered the phone: "Mom!"
"Baby, your grandfather's birthday dinner starts at 7:30. Will I ask Uncle Zhou to wait for you to pick you up after get off work? Or do you come here early?"
"Mom, I'll go home after I'm out of the studio."
Zhuo Jian listened to Wang Yue's voice and thought to herself that she would give the gifts earlier and would be easy to say while there was no outsider.
The elders love her and should not make things too difficult for her.
"Then I'll wait for you to have lunch."
Wang Yue said.
"No, mom, you and grandma will eat first, don't wait for me."
"I'm the only one at home at noon. Your grandma and your grandpa went out to have a meeting with old friends. Your dad and your husband had social engagements. It just so happened that our mother and I went to the beauty salon. It would be better to go to Xingguang together at night."
Wang Yue made plans happily.
Zhuo Jian couldn't help but grab his hair.
Grandpa was not at home at noon, hey!
After Zhuo Jian arrived at the office, he was about to look at the information when someone knocked on the door from outside.
Ouyang Ping took an envelope in her hand and waved it at her.
"The plane will be at 7 a.m. tomorrow."
Ouyang Ping put the envelope on her table.
Zhuo Jian glanced at it, picked it up and opened the envelope.
A plane ticket inside was in front of me.
I didn't know what was going on, but I even sucked it.
"After we left last night, did you two quarrel?"
Ouyang Ping looked at her eyelids a little swollen and asked worriedly.
Zhuo Jian smiled and said, "We often quarrel, don't worry."
"Then, is that?"
Ouyang Ping couldn't help but ask more questions in gossip, although she was very humble.
Zhuo Jian remembered the scene when he bit her finger last night, and shook his head shortly afterwards.
Ouyang Ping sighed with relief: "It's better not to have it! This year, everything should pass."
Everything will pass?
How can one be passed in a year if it can’t be passed in three years?
Only, such beautiful hope should be.
I hope that when she comes back, he and Lin Ruxiang will be tied up?
In a year, if Ruxiang is still alive, it should take a hundred days for the child, right?
Zhuo Jian thought about whether to give their children a hundred-day gift.
Ouyang Ping saw Zhuo Jian’s despair towards Fu Yanye and couldn’t help but say: “Mr. Su said that your husband has lived alone in Shengyuan for more than three years when you were away.”
Zhuo Jian knew that the young master she was talking about was Su Bai, and couldn't help but smile: "Is that true?"
"I heard something about you three. Baby, will we be deceived by Ru Xiang's pitiful eyes?"
Ouyang Ping couldn't help asking her.
Zhuo Jian couldn't help laughing and shook his head helplessly.
"Of course I hope she is a vicious bad woman, but obviously I can only hope to fail."
"What if, what if, she is? What about her use of people's sympathy for the weak?"
"That was also the one who was willing to use it by her. She didn't force someone with a knife, right?"
“…”
——
At noon, Zhuo Jian appeared in the studio on time, and began one of the few live news she had broadcasted in such a while.
At the same time, Fu Yanye was already having dinner with Su Bai at Xingguang, listening to the staff making the final report and confirmation of the content of the banquet.
When the banquet was confirmed, Fu Yanye's cell phone rang. Seeing that it was the string of numbers, he picked it up: "Hey?"
"knew!"
Fu Yanye quickly hung up the phone, his face as ruthless as ever.
Su Bai looked at him, but didn't guess who it was, and then asked, "Who?"
"The director of the TV station said that Zhuo Jianming had a plane early in the morning."
"Um?"
"The training I told me before would not go."
“…”
Fu Yanye moved his hand holding the wine glass, then held it up and slowly walked into his throat with a sip of wine.
Bitter and astringent!
But bitterness and astringency have always made him feel the most conquering.
Su Bai was also silent for a while before he couldn't help asking him: "Do you want to keep someone?"