Zhuo Jian sat on the sofa in her nightgown and took a few pictures, then relaxed her hands and fell back into the box. She said only to the three people standing next to her: "Separate these two people,
Throw Lin Ruxiang’s part into the trash can and send Ye Shao’s back to Lin Ruxiang.”
The two female bodyguards looked at her in confusion.
Wang Rui couldn't help asking her, "Do you want to give Mr. Ye's photo to Lin Ruxiang?"
"Yes, she can disgust me with these photos, so I can disgust her. By the way, don't forget to take photos when throwing her photos into the trash can and post on Weibo."
Zhuo Jian said slowly.
The two female bodyguards quickly understood what she was for and nodded: "Yes."
"In addition, since she is using the excuse of giving back, we might as well let her pay more."
Zhuo Jian looked at the photos in the box with his eyes lazily and said.
Wang Rui looked at her with some confusion, and had a guess in his heart but didn't ask.
Zhuo Jian looked up at him and asked, "You must know that Fu Yanye gave Lin Ruxiang a lot of jewelry before?"
After hearing this, Wang Rui nodded, "I know."
"Since she wants to pay it back, we don't need her to pretend anymore. You can take people there and move everything away."
"Yes! But Mr. Ye, do you want to notify me?"
Wang Rui is now her bodyguard, so he naturally obeys her words, but he still can't help but remind her.
Zhuo Jian pondered in a depressed state, murmured, "Tell him later."
You can't hide it from him.
But he probably doesn't like to ask for things he gave out before he wants them back.
"By the way, leave her one, remember that wedding dress? Leave it for her to think about it."
Zhuo Jian gently tapped his left hand on the back of his right hand. After a few quick strokes, he stopped to remind him.
Wang Rui knew everything about Lin Ruxiang, and also learned that Zhuo Jian wanted to leave the wedding dress and disgusted Lin Ruxiang. He just nodded, "I understand."
"Then you go and move things. Don't move them back, just donate them to the Fu family's charitable foundation in my name."
Zhuo Jian said again.
Wang Rui nodded and agreed, and left.
The two female bodyguards were still there, looked at the box, and asked in a low voice, "Mrs. Young Madam, are we going to cut photos now?"
"Well, go ahead, there are scissors in the kitchen."
Zhuo Jian nodded in response to them.
The two female bodyguards left in the box.
Zhuo Jian later walked over to see the photos in the box were slumped outside, full of them.
How many identical photos did Lin Ruxiang print to make such a large box?
He also wrote her a note saying it was a return.
good!
Zhuo Jian fulfilled her return.
Not long after, she returned to the upper floor, and Fu Yanye was still sleeping lightly on the bed in the bedroom, holding her pillow.
Zhuo Jian walked over and sat on one side, leaned over slightly, and scratched his hair with his long eyelashes.
Fu Yanye moved, and with a wave of his long arm, he pressed her into his arms: "Sleep for a while."
"Why are you more sleepy than me, a pregnant woman?"
Zhuo Jian asked him in his arms.
Fu Yanye raised his eyelids, finally saw her clearly, and kissed her on her face, hugged her tightly, closed her eyes and murmured: "You are torturing me all day long to make me sleep hard.
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“…”
"Since you told me so clearly that time abroad, I have not had a good sleep until we reconciled."
Fu Yanye's voice was hoarse in accusation.
Zhuo Jian couldn't help feeling a little hot.
It turned out that he didn't live well in those Cold War days.
It's not as glorious as it looks on the surface, and it's all day long with female celebrities.
She turned around and looked at him seriously, holding up his face, "Fu Yanye."
"Um?"
Fu Yanye was too lazy to open his eyes, and was safe in her palm.
"I just asked Wang Rui to go to Lin Ruxiang to take back our common property."
Zhuo Jian said it softly.
The man who had originally planned to continue sleeping for a while suddenly woke up, lifted his long eyelashes and looked at her with dark eyes: "What did you say?"
As he thought, he was unhappy.
Zhuo Jian's hand slowly released him, his voice still very light, "We'll talk about it after you get up."
Fu Yanye got up and came to the kitchen with her. When he saw the photos of two female bodyguards cutting, his eyebrows locked up, "What's going on?"
"It was sent by a lady named Lin Ruxiang, and the young lady asked us to cut it open."
The bodyguard saw that his face was particularly depressed and a little nervous.
Fu Yanye walked up to see the table with a few uncut pictures left on it, then turned his head to look at the woman standing behind.
Zhuo Jian was also looking at him. She had a very bad premonition in her heart. He didn't like her doing this.
In fact, she never thought she would be so extreme before.
But now, she is indeed like this.
Fu Yanye walked slowly to her with his long legs again, "Just be happy."
Zhuo Jian looked up at him unexpectedly, "Really?"
"If she dares to provoke Young Madam Fu, she must be prepared to be counterattacked. Don't be polite and try your best to fight back. As your husband, I will always choose to stand on your side in this kind of thing."
Fu Yanye wrapped his hands around his chest and showed his loyalty to her slowly.
After hearing this, Zhuo Jian raised his eyebrows and said as long as he didn't stand in the wrong team.
"I'll leave her a wedding dress."
Zhuo Jian said.
After hearing this, Fu Yanye sighed helplessly, and then laughed: "Let them finish cutting it quickly. My kitchen has been stained. Do you still want to make breakfast for you?"
"I just ordered seven-star takeaway and it will arrive in ten minutes."
When Zhuo Jian saw that he was going back to the living room, he turned around to remind him.
Fu Yanye's figure suddenly stopped when he turned to look at her, wondering, "Do you think the rice I cooked is not as delicious as takeaway?"
"How is this possible? No chefs in the world are as good as Ye Shao, no, none of them cooked as my husband."
"Well, then this time occasionally."
Fu Yanye was quite satisfied with the name she suddenly changed, and then went to the living room to sit.
However, he accidentally touched the drawer under the table. He suspected that the drawer was broken and opened every time he touched it. Inside, there were shredded pieces of paper picked up by Zhuo Jian from the trash can and divorce agreement.
Why did she pick it up?
Fu Yanye frowned and thought for a while but couldn't expect the answer. He closed the drawer again before she came out of it.
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At the same time, the Lin family.
The seven cars stopped one after another, Wang Rui led the team, all in black uniforms, and came out of the car.
Lin Ruxiang was having tea with her mother. As soon as her mother saw her, she began to mutter, "Does your dad have other women outside? Is it because I am so old and ugly that he can't be interested?"
Lin Ruxiang glanced at his mother, then took a sip of tea before saying without rushing, "You live your own life. As for dad, he will come back, I promise."
"Are you really sure? Ruxiang, as long as your father can come back, mom can tolerate anything."
"You are his wife, what do you need to endure?"
Lin Ruxiang didn't like her mother's cowardly appearance, and looked out the window in an upset, and stood up from the sofa unconsciously.