Fu Yanye asked her for her opinion in a hoarse voice, but the answer she got was no.
Fu Yanye knew that she still rejected him, but he couldn't help but kiss her two soft lips again.
This time we parted, I don’t know when we will see each other again.
So when Zhuo Jian was surprised that he loved kissing so much, he had already forgotten.
——
But the next morning, a car came to pick him up.
Zhuo Jian lay on the bed pretending to be asleep, and then quietly opened his eyes as the door was closed from outside.
finally.
He is gone!
Zhuo Jian thought that he would definitely relax a lot, but his heart hurts a lot.
He was moved by her?
But why does she always feel so awkward?
She has no obsession with cleanliness, so why is she so upset about his previous relationship?
When Fu Yanye returned to the city, news in the city was reporting that he went abroad to spend the New Year with his wife.
It seems that paparazzi are really everywhere, and there are scenes where the two of them go to have dinner.
Fu Yanye only realized that his hand was always on her waist.
Zhuo Jian doesn't seem to reject him much?
The backs of the two looked very harmonious.
There are also pictures of them having dinner together and watching fireworks together.
Uncle Zhou went to pick him up and took him back to the old house.
When the old lady saw him, she couldn't help but sigh when she saw the gift Zhuo Jian bought for her: "Didn't you want that girl to come back with you?"
“Study time is one year.”
Fu Yanye remembered the scene when he asked her to come back and thought it would be better not to mention it.
"She was originally a journalist, so how else should she learn? Did she learn more than three years outside in vain? Can't she occasionally be lazy and come back to live for a few days?"
The old lady was still dissatisfied and always felt that Zhuo Jian was worried about being outside.
"She comes back for two days every month for the replacement, so don't complain."
I can't complain.
Fu Yanye thought, pinched his eyebrows.
The old lady's eyes drooped, and then looked at him again, "You two, didn't take any measures when you guys?"
Fu Yan nightclub felt that this topic was not suitable for their grandparents and grandchildren, so he couldn't help looking away.
The old lady was a little anxious and called him loudly: "Boy, tell me quickly."
"Um."
He agreed, then stood up: "I'll go to sleep."
He said he was going to sleep for a while, but in fact, when he returned to the room where he didn't sleep often, he took his cell phone and called Zhuo Jian first.
Sure enough, I just pulled him out of the blacklist before leaving, but now I don’t accept it anymore.
Fu Yanye irritated and looked at the phone for a long time, then opened WeChat again.
Damn!
The woman pulled him to the blacklist as soon as he left.
Ouyang Ping saw a luxury sports car from the upstairs. There was a person standing behind the sports car. She walked over and couldn't help but feel nervous after seeing the person coming. She stepped forward and said, "Mr. Fu?"
Fu Yanye heard the sound and took the cigarette far from his lips: "Can you please call me?"
"ah?"
"Zhuo Jian."
Fu Yanye went straight to the topic.
Ouyang Ping...
No matter what, he finally called him. Fu Yanye didn't touch her cell phone and frowned a little disgusted.
Ouyang Ping put her phone on his car body and pressed it for hands-free.
The other end quickly answered the phone, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Hey?"
"Ah, that..."
Ouyang Ping subconsciously looked at Fu Yanye.
Fu Yanye stared at his phone for a while and suddenly said, "It's me."
Zhuo Jian was stunned and got up from the bed: "Fu Yanye?"
She looked at her phone again, showing the word Pingping.
"Do you want me to fly over again to stop blocking me?"
Fu Yanye asked.
Ouyang Ping stood beside her, listening quietly with her ears pricked, and the more she listened, the more she became more and more excited.
Zhuo Jian blocked him again?
Didn’t it just blocked not long ago?
Ouyang Ping thought that after he went to find Zhuo Jian, he returned to the whitelist.
"I don't think you want me to go back and look for it right away, do you?"
"Ah, that, I'm in class, I'll have to wait first."
The other end was hesitant and hung up immediately after he finished speaking.
Fu Yanye...
It's just beginning of spring, and when the wind blows, it's still cold winter.
Fu Yanye stood there with a tall body, staring at the black screen of the mobile phone.
Did she expect that he wouldn't go to him immediately?
That's why I'm so confident!
Thinking that if the sky is high and the emperor is far away, she can do whatever she wants?
"Thank you!"
Fu Yanye quickly calmed down his mood, two words were clean.
"No need to thank you, but you have been together for several days and haven't reached an agreement?"
Ouyang Ping couldn't help asking him this question.
Fu Yanye thought for a while and asked her: "When will you go back?"
"ah?"
"I hope you go back as soon as possible and I can be responsible for the air ticket."
“…”
Ouyang Ping didn't know why the boss didn't answer her questions and had to interfere with her itinerary.
However, after Fu Yanye found her, Fu Yanye's secretary soon contacted her, booked her business class, and personally took her on the plane.
So soon after, as soon as Zhuo Jian opened the door, he saw Ouyang Ping standing at the door.
Zhuo Jian couldn't help but ask curiously: "Didn't you say you're back from the eighth day of the lunar month?"
"Thank you for this."
Ouyang Ping sighed helplessly, then turned around to look at the Rolls-Royce that picked her up.
Zhuo Jian looked at her eyes, and the driver stood beside her and nodded to her.
Zhuo Jian knew that person and subconsciously nodded and greeted him.
The driver drove away, and then Zhuo Jian helped Ouyang Ping move all the suitcases into the house.
Ouyang Ping looked at the decoration in the house, which was similar to the one next to her, and couldn't help asking her: "Why did you think of moving here?"
"convenient."
Otherwise, it would be too troublesome to have so much luggage, pots and pans.
"By the way! Hurry up and pull your husband out of your blacklist, otherwise we will suffer."
Ouyang Ping said.
After hearing this, Zhuo Jian refused to agree and asked her: "Why?"
"He will call me if he can't call you. What can I do?"
Ouyang Ping thought to herself that the boss’s aura was too strong and she would be destroyed in minutes.
Zhuo Jian reminded her without thinking: "Then you just block him too."
“…”
Ouyang Ping looked at the delicate little woman in front of her in disbelief, and finally couldn't help laughing out loud: "Baby, you are really not afraid of death!"
"The sky is high and the emperor is far away. It will take him more than ten hours to fly over, right? At that time, we could have run to a place he couldn't find."
"Ha! Are you not afraid of him stuttering his eyes at your door?"
Ouyang Ping asked her.
After hearing this, Zhuo Jian thought about it, but quickly shook his head: "Impossible."
"Don't say anything so absolutely. It's much easier for the boss to do something than we think."
Ouyang Ping reminded her.
Zhuo Jian went to pour her a glass of water, sat down next to her, and asked her, "What can he do?"
"Anyway, you'd better drag him out of the blacklist. At most, you don't want to pay attention to it, but what do you do when you blacklist?"
Ouyang Ping continued to enlighten her.
Zhuo Jian felt ache in his body and replied depressedly: "Looking at it."
“…”
Ouyang Ping couldn't help but look at Zhuo Jian more, and found that she was always tired and was haggard during this period. She couldn't help asking her: "Don't you feel uncomfortable, are you?"
Zhuo Jian raised his eyes and looked at her in confusion.
"I always feel that your aura is not right recently, you are so depressed that you can't be interested in anything."
Ouyang Ping couldn't help but mutter.
Zhuo Jian thought about it and felt that what she said was quite reasonable. Recently, it was like eggplant made from frost. She murmured: "It's indeed a bit exhausted. Maybe it's because there are too many things recently."