After Fu Yanye left, he went to see Lin Ruxiang's attending doctor, and then there was a whole day of meetings.
Until the end of the day, he left the office on time and went to the TV station.
But the person who saw him today was Ouyang Ping. Ouyang Ping already recognized his car and walked over to say hello: "Didn't Mr. Fu call Zhuo Jian? She left as soon as she left the studio."
"Thanks!"
Fu Yanye spoke in a deep tone and drove away.
On the way, he dialed Zhuo Jian's number, but Zhuo Jian didn't answer. He called the old lady and learned that Zhuo Jian had been in the hospital in the afternoon, so he rushed to the hospital without waiting for the old lady to finish, but was in vain again.
"Are you stupid? You didn't even wait for me to finish my sentence!"
Seeing his complaining attitude, the old lady quickly complained to him first.
Fu Yanye stood nearby and sighed: "Please give her a call. I'm not worried about her being alone now."
"Ouch! How do you know you care about your wife now?"
"Someone went to her house this morning to threaten her and splashed red paint on her!"
Fu Yanye didn't want the old lady to misunderstand, so he explained again.
When the old lady heard this, her face turned pale with fright: "How could such a thing happen? She didn't mention a word to me this afternoon."
"You call first!"
Fu Yanye always felt uneasy when he couldn't find her.
The old lady also dialed her phone immediately.
This time Zhuo Jian answered quickly, with a gentle voice: "Hey, grandma!"
"Jian Jian baby, where are you?"
The old lady asked her while holding her cell phone, but her eyes unconsciously glanced at her grandson.
Fu Yanye looked really bad. She didn't answer the phone calls he made several times, but she answered the old lady's call within a few seconds.
"I'm at home! The house is a little dirty and I'm cleaning it!"
"at home?"
When the old lady heard that she was at home, she was frightened and quickly looked at her grandson.
Fu Yanye had already turned around and left. The old lady thought for a while and continued chatting with her. She even hummed at some points, making Zhuo Jian think she was crying.
Zhuo Jian chatted with the old lady for half an hour, and then basically coaxed her.
She was thirsty and ran out of ideas when she heard the door knock. When she heard the ding, she turned around and looked around, her heart beating like thunder.
She quietly hung up the phone, but her body sitting on the floor was unable to move. She could only quietly put on gloves and hold on to the membrane on the ground.
First she saw the black leather shoes and neat suit pants, and then when she looked up to see the person clearly, her tense body slumped, and her pale face improved.
Fu Yanye smelled a pungent smell as soon as he entered the door. He stood at the door and immediately stopped going in.
She sat on the floor like a bad girl who had messed up her house. Except for the place where she sat, everything else was messy and all kinds of bottles and jars were around her.
Fu Yanye immediately frowned: "What are you doing?"
"Cleaning! Go away quickly, you can't stand the smell."
"You come out!"
When Fu Yanye heard her asking him to leave as soon as he arrived, his heart suddenly went cold, but he did not forget to order her to come out.
Zhuo Jian deliberately continued to clean, and said to him casually: "I have to clean up the house. My mother loves to be clean. She knows that the house is like this and she is still angry to death."
"Zhuo Jian, I order you to come out!"
Fu Yanye didn't care so much, he couldn't stand the smell, let alone her throwing him in a place that looked like a garbage dump.
Zhuo Jian ignored him and continued working.
"I'll find someone to help you clean up. Come out quickly and follow me."
"I have already called the police. That person should not come again for the time being. Thank you Mr. Ye for your concern. You can leave. I will sleep at my own home."
Zhuo Jian saw the way he looked inside with disgust at the door, and thought to herself, I'd better not disgust you anymore.
"Do you have to let me carry you out?"
Fu Yanye was angry. She used to listen to everything he said, but why didn't she listen to anything now?
You just know how to piss him off!
Zhuo Jian stopped mopping the floor, looked up at the person who was eager to come in, and couldn't help but smile and said to him: "If you really come in and hug me, then Young Master Ye, I can only think that you are the love
You fell in love with me, but you still fell in love with me!"
Fu Yanye paused when he heard these words, but when he saw the deliberate smile between her eyebrows, he quickly walked in.
Zhuo Jian was flustered. She sat there and watched him approach in a few strides. She reflexively pointed the rag at him: "Don't touch me!"
Fu Yanye pinched her wrist, and she immediately dropped the rag on the ground in pain, and then threw her over his shoulder to resist.
"ah!"
Zhuo Jian was so painful that she almost spit out the water she drank tonight.
"Don't touch my clothes with your hands, or you will get beaten!"
"..."
As soon as Zhuo Jian's hand touched his clothes, she heard that she was going to be beaten, and immediately raised her head to the ground.
Fu Yanye carried her out and headed to the opposite community.
Zhuo Jian almost vomited after being carried home by him.
His shoulders were so thin and hard that it would be worse than death for her to lie on them.
But before she could vomit, she discovered something terrible. Fu Yanye took her to the bedroom and the bathroom.
Zhuo Jian was trembling with fear when she was pressed inside: "Fu Yanye, what are you going to do?"
"I'm so dirty!"
Fu Yanye lowered his head, and while talking, he turned on the faucet in the bathtub and took off the shower head.
Zhuo Jian was suddenly showered and reflexively closed his eyes tightly.
"Take off all these quickly and throw them away!"
As he spoke, his beautiful fingers went to her collar to help her...
Yes, remove it with force, and all the buttons fall into the bathtub one by one.
Zhuo Jian felt that he was about to get hard and held his wrist, but there was a huge disparity in strength between men and women, so he didn't even break free. Her hands followed his wrist, and when the buttons fell off, her clothes opened, and
He pulled at her roughly.
"Fu Yanye, you are crazy!"
Zhuo Jian didn't expect that he would do this to him, so she hugged herself in panic and yelled at him.
"This is also a reminder for you. Don't always say that I love you so much. You know I'm dirty. I can't see any dirty things in my eyes. If I see them, I have to clean them!"
"..."
Fu Yanye declared, taking off her shirt and throwing it away.
Zhuo Jian was so frightened that her face turned pale. Seeing that he was about to take off her black suspender belt, she immediately hugged her shoulders and said, "I'll do it myself!"
Fu Yanye stopped his hand and saw her little face turning red. Then he felt less depressed and asked her, "Are you still bullying my mysophobia?"
Zhuo Jian hesitated for a moment, then quickly shook his head.
"Are you still provoking whether I love you or not?"
"..."
She then shook her head.
Fu Yanye lowered his eyes with satisfaction. Unexpectedly, when he lowered his eyes, he saw the place where the girl was not covering her tightly. His throat tightened, and he raised his eyes to look at her.
The water slowly rose and was about to overflow. Zhuo Jian weakly reminded: "Can you go out first?"
"You think I don't want to be here?"
Fu Yanye's mood, which he had just improved, is now bad again. She has been using you on him these past two days.
"I'll go out after cleaning up!"
Zhuo Jian extended one hand outward, signaling him to go out.
Fu Yanye suddenly approached harshly: "Let me wash it for you!"