"Ajian, why are you here? Are you still with Mr. Liu? Are you really like what the hot search says? You are confused!"
Ruxiang let go of Fu Yanye's arm and walked to Zhuo Jian to remind her seriously.
Zhuo Jian lowered his head, touched his cold little finger and smiled: "It's so rare to be confused! I have to leave first!"
"Zhuo Jian!"
There was a sudden heavy and angry sound behind him.
Zhuo Jian didn't stop until the person with the voice came behind her and caught her.
"You two send Ruxiang back!"
Fu Yanye gave an indifferent order and took Zhuo Jian directly to the private room just now.
The door was forcefully closed from the inside, and Zhuo Jian was pushed against the wall by him.
Ruxiang was immediately furious after seeing this. He wanted to step forward but was blocked by Yan Zheng and Su Bai.
"What on earth do you want to do?"
Fu Yanye asked her through gritted teeth.
She no longer had the familiar scent on her body, and he hated this smell.
"I'm just looking for a backer for myself. Don't you know Mr. Liu? He is one of the top real estate developers in the south. It is an honor for me to be interested in me."
Zhuo Jian looked at him, his voice surprisingly cold.
Fu Yanye immediately grabbed her throat: "Say it again!"
Zhuo Jian was so strangled that she couldn't breathe. Qingming's eyes finally became moist, and it was very difficult for her to say those words: "I just found a backer for myself."
"I am your husband! I can give you ten times or a hundred times what Mr. Liu gave you!"
Fu Yanye told her word for word, holding back his hatred.
Zhuo Jian felt that the reason why she shed such hot tears must be that he strangled her in too much pain. She was speechless and her face began to turn redder and redder.
"Yan Ye, it seems that the wedding dress will be delivered in the next two days. Can I have it delivered to you?"
Ruxiang's voice suddenly sounded outside.
The two people in the door looked at each other through the silver light. Finally, after a period of silence, he suddenly let go of her.
Zhuo Jian held her neck and stroked it gently.
She slid along the wall and fell to the ground, curling up into a ball and breathing hard.
Fu Yanye looked at the small one squatting on the ground, and after a while he said, "If you want to find a man, I can introduce him to you."
Zhuo Jian looked up at him in confusion.
What is he going to introduce?
"How is Su Bai? He never leaves your side. He has a good family background!"
"..."
Fu Yanye suddenly asked her this, pushing his good brother to her. Zhuo Jian just looked at him in disbelief, and after a while he still asked: "Why don't you get a divorce?"
"Do you think grandparents really want to see us divorce? Grandpa has been taking antihypertensive medicine recently, and even grandma secretly shed tears. They all like you and regard you as the granddaughter-in-law of the Fu family. If we really get divorced, they
Who is responsible if something happens to the two of you?"
"..."
"Look at how you look now. Do you think your grandparents live too long?"
Fu Yanye continued to question her.
Zhuo Jian thought about the temperament of her grandparents. She really didn't think those two elders were so incapable of trouble, but when he said that, she suddenly panicked. If something happened to those two kind old people because of her, then she would have 10,000 thoughts.
I can't afford to pay for my life.
She suddenly lowered her head in guilt, tears streaming down silently.
She just wants a divorce!
Why is it so difficult?
"Starting from tomorrow, Su Bai will pick you up and drop you off from get off work every day. Except for him, no matter what man comes to you and gives you anything, he is not allowed to see you, he is not allowed to accept it, and he is not allowed to..."
He looked at her thin legs and turned around irritably: "Don't dress like this!"
Zhuo Jian had the feeling that his eyes were completely dark.
"Can I do what you say and we can get divorced?"
Zhuo Jian asked him.
"The person you like is someone your grandparents know. They see that your relationship is stable, and they will naturally agree if they feel relieved."
Fu Yanye said again, but didn't look at her.
Zhuo Jian lowered his head: "Okay!"
Fu Yanye looked at her again, then stretched out his hand: "Get up!"
Zhuo Jian climbed up along the wall, but when she saw his hand, she didn't want to put it inside.
But his hand still grabbed her arm.
Zhuo Jian felt that he wanted to crush her bones and wanted to resist, but as soon as she twisted, he pushed her against the wall again.
She closed her eyes tightly in fear, and her thick long eyelashes were covered with a layer of mist. His alcohol-smelling breath touched her face, and he said with great restraint: "Don't force me again!"
Zhuo Jian didn't know what to say.
"Open your eyes and look at me."
Fu Yanye looked at her tearful mouth, suddenly feeling a lack of blood supply to the brain, and gave an order.
Zhuo Jian slowly opened his eyes, but did not dare to look at him. However, the more she refused to look, the more irritated he became, and finally he held her tightly against the wall and kissed her fiercely.
Zhuo Jian was frightened and cried, but when he sighed, he just had the opportunity to take advantage of it.
The man's strength was so strong that she couldn't open it at all. As soon as his hands reached his heart, he grabbed her tightly and pressed them against her head. The kiss was even biting, as if he was trying to penetrate her.
.
Zhuo Jian groaned in pain for a long time, but it was like a stimulant, making the man who kissed her even more uncontrollable.
He couldn't even stand a kiss like this, but when he held her tears in his eyes, he had to slow down.
He never thought of doing this to her.
But since he kissed her once, he often thought of her lips and her thin but warm little body.
He even longed for more.
He has a mysophobia, and since he was very young, he has never fantasized about being with other women.
Fu Yanye saw tears streaming down her face and couldn't help but whisper: "Does it hurt?"
When Zhuo Jian heard his voice, she just sniffed pitifully and remained silent.
Fu Yanye let go of one of her hands and went to wipe the blood from the corner of her lips, but as soon as the blood was wiped clean, it came out again. He repeated it several times, and when she wanted to avoid it, he suddenly made another low sound.
Voice: "Don't move."
Before Zhuo Jian could react, he had blocked her lips again, this time sucking.
Zhuo Jian's heart skipped half a beat.
What is he doing?
While talking about introducing her to Su Bai, he kept kissing her?
Zhuo Jian's mind was in a mess. She wanted to push him but couldn't. His strong chest stuck to her so tightly, as if he was trying to push her into a wall.
There was no one outside, and the entire corridor was empty.
In the room, there was only the sound of ambiguous kissing.
She didn't resist anymore, she couldn't resist.
Like coaxing a child, he began to gently taste the taste between her lips and teeth.
Zhuo Jian was really afraid that she would fall in. His kiss had a kind of magic that made her want to respond.
But she couldn't respond because once she responded, she couldn't explain clearly.
He finally let her go and saw that her lips were no longer bleeding. Although they were a little swollen, her eyes showed satisfaction.
He wiped the corners of her mouth from someone's saliva, held her hand and said, "Send you home."