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Chapter 305 I Can't Help Leaning On Him

Some people actually don’t even let go of babies who are just a few months old.

Zhuo Jian covered her face full of tears with trembling trembling. The tears could not be wiped clean. She wiped it a few times and blocked her mouth before she was about to cry. However, the crying voice immediately leaked from her fingers.

come out.

It seemed that I suddenly understood the reason why my father pushed her out after something happened, and finally realized that there were still many thrilling sufferings waiting for her in this world.

When the door was pushed open from outside, she raised her eyes. Although she couldn't see clearly, her figure was him.

She tried to stop crying, but the closer he got, the more her tears flowed out in protest, and her trembling lips soon revealed her crying again.

Fu Yanye looked at her with deep black eyes, and when he approached, he gently placed a hand on her shoulder.

At that moment, Zhuo Jian felt a little dizzy and couldn't help but lean on him.

Fu Yanye also raised his other hand and gently stroked her head. He wanted to comfort her but didn't know what to say, so he could only hold her gently as comforting her.

Zhuo Jian's internal organs were in pain when he cried, and Fu Yanye was almost in pain when he heard it.

But she couldn't stop, and he didn't dare to ask her to stop.

Sometimes, crying is much better than suffocating internal injuries.

After a while, the cell phone in her pocket kept urging her, and she gradually stopped crying and realized that she was very disobedient. She wiped her face hard and wiped her tears on her body.

I felt tears still on my face, so I took my cell phone while wiping the tears. It was my colleague. She smelled the emotions and touched her face to answer, but her voice was still hoarse: "Hey?"

"I got it, yes."

After answering the phone, she didn't look up. She didn't know why, but suddenly she didn't know how to look at him anymore. She just asked: "Will you find out who wants to kidnap Chengcheng?"

"Yes, within today."

Fu Yanye made a promise to her solemnly.

Zhuo Jian then raised his eyes again, looking at him with misty eyes and a little painful, but he didn't know what he was talking about for a moment.

She didn't control her emotions just now and shouldn't have been like this in front of him.

Zhuo Jian's eyes accidentally saw that his shirt was wet with her tears, and subconsciously wanted to wipe it for him, but after thinking about it, she held her hand and didn't move, only reminding him: "Your shirt is dirty."

Fu Yanye looked at her and looked at his shirt again, "Not dirty."

Zhuo Jian didn't know what it felt like, he just wanted to not dislike him. She wanted to get up, but the position was blocked by him, so she sat down next to her, holding the edge of the bed nervously and murmured: "I have to."

Go back to Taiwan.”

"I send you."

"No, let Wang Rui send me it."

Zhuo Jian shook his head, then stood up and left.

Fu Yanye pondered for a moment, and could no longer pretend that he had no feelings. He held her arm and pulled it back into his arms.

Zhuo Jian felt his face slamming hard on his shoulder.

Fu Yanye held her firmly in his arms, and his low and heavy voice said again: "I'll send you, Wang Rui is going to investigate the murderer."

Zhuo Jian didn't struggle anymore.

But they hadn't gotten so close for a long time and got divorced again. She didn't dare to lean on him steadily. She felt that his hugging was no longer so tight, so she slowly pushed him away.

Fu Yanye looked at her with dark eyes, looking at her trying to keep a distance from him, looking at her crying and swollen eyes after a while, her mouth moved, and then her tongue pressed against the back alveolar and turned around

, leaving only a cold voice: "Let's go."

Zhuo Jian looked up at him, and suddenly thought that he must have been worried that he was also worried. He just cared about his own discomfort just now, but she chased after him, but what she wanted to say finally held back into her stomach.

He ignored her all the way he sent her.

When he arrived at the door of the TV station, he stopped the car and did not intend to speak.

Zhuo Jian didn't rush to let go after untiing his seat belt. He had calmed down a lot now. He looked at him in a blink of an eye and whispered: "You..."

Fu Yanye's eyelashes moved, unconsciously looking forward to it.

Will she know his mood, too?

Will she comfort her?

Zhuo Jian held the seat belt tightly and said something that she thought was inappropriate for herself. "Can you call me immediately after finding out the murderer?"

Fu Yanye's heart suddenly felt like someone was put on an iceberg. He looked outside in a blink of an eye and didn't want her to see his disappointment, and said in a deep voice: "Yes."

"Thanks."

After Zhuo Jian said thank you, he opened the door and got out.

A gust of wind blew into the car, and Fu Yanye held the steering wheel tightly and did not move.

Zhuo Jian just walked up the steps when he suddenly heard a loud voice behind him. In a blink of an eye, his car had already galloped away.

He was angry.

Zhuo Jian was thinking this way, when he met Li Yuqing coming back from outside, Li Yuqing caught up with her, "I thought you were in Taiwan."

"Something happened."

Zhuo Jian explained and walked in.

Li Yuqing found that she seemed to have cried, her eyes were red and swollen, so she followed her again, "A Jian, is something wrong?"

Zhuo Jian smiled at him hard and continued walking in.

Li Yuqing felt that something was hidden in her heart, so she called Ouyang Ping. Ouyang Ping had just finished recording the program and answered the phone and went directly to find Zhuo Jian. Who knew that Zhuo Jian would work as soon as she went back, and when she was resting, she was already ten times.

It was half past two, and Ouyang Ping and her went to the cafeteria to have dinner only to find out that Chengcheng was almost kidnapped today.

"Who is it? Could it be Lin Ruxiang?"

Ouyang Ping only thought of such a person because of a headache.

"Fu Yanye said he knew who it was and regretted calling me immediately."

Zhuo Jian told her.

Seeing that she was obviously uneasy, Ouyang Ping immediately held her hand: "Baby, you must relax. Fortunately, Chengcheng is fine. If you step up your precautions in the future, you will definitely not happen again."

Zhuo Jian nodded. In fact, she is much better now.

After dinner, Zhuo Jian saw Yuan Man coming to find her, so he took Yuan Man back to the office. Yuan Man's back had scratches on his back, so he wrapped gauze. Zhuo Jian looked at him, moved, felt distressed and guilty, and said to her: "Stay."

A few days.”

"Skin trauma."

Yuan Man turned his hand and told her.

Yuan Man always doesn't take it seriously. When he makes the kitchen mess, he says it disappears. When he gets hurt many knife wounds on his body, he easily says skin injuries.

Zhuo Jian remembered that he had scratched his neck last time, but Fu Yanye felt so painful that he applied medicine to her and prevented her from leaving scars. She was also so cute at that time.

Looking at Yuan Man again, I suddenly felt that I was too spoiled.

Even having a child is not young anymore. Zhuo Jian thought that in the future, he would have a stronger ability to bear and would no longer be as spoiled as before.

After all, my husband is gone, so what's the use of being spoiled in the future?

Just like when I was abroad, cheer up, cheer up, and then become a young strongman who can't be beaten.

——

At around 8 o'clock in the evening, she stopped working overtime and drove back to the old house in a hurry.

Because dinner time had passed, the aunt went to ask the kitchen to prepare dinner for her again. After she said hello, she went upstairs to see Chengcheng.

Wang Yue said: "If something big happened, I didn't expect that he would be the easiest to count it."

Zhuo Jian couldn't help but smile after hearing this, because Chengcheng really didn't know anything now. She might have been scared at that time, but it would be fine soon afterwards.

The aunt came upstairs and asked her to have dinner. Wang Yue also urged her: "Go, don't kill yourself before the murderer has been caught. It's time to go long in the future."

Zhuo Jian nodded and agreed, and wanted to eat enough and save energy to wait for Fu Yanye's call.

Who knew that when I got off the stairs, I heard the butler greet him downstairs, "Young Master is back."

"Um!"


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