"You thanked me wrongly, it was a game that was done by Yanshu."
After Fu Yanye finished speaking, he hung up the phone and mute his phone directly before putting it away.
Zhuo Jian held his cell phone in the kitchen downstairs and called Sheng Xin. Sheng Xin answered quickly, and she asked, "Are you okay?"
"I encountered some trouble, but it didn't matter. What about you? I heard from Ouyang Ping that you have returned to Taiwan and are not going to leave?"
"I have no choice, Sheng Xin, let's not contact us."
Zhuo Jian thought that Fu Yanye had already started to cause trouble for him, and she felt that it was time for them to end the contact.
Originally, it shouldn't be a relationship of warm contact.
She was very grateful that he had always been guarding her and encouraging her when she was most desperate, and found her support, but he had hid the orange for too long, and she felt that he was very dangerous.
"What if I say I can take you away? You and the three children, all."
Sheng Xin said.
After hearing this, Zhuo Jian looked up in surprise and looked into the mirror.
"Give me a few days, don't change anything about Fu Yanye during this period."
"You really have a way?"
Zhuo Jian no longer trusts him very much now.
Because he had said this when she was in the hospital before, but it suddenly disappeared.
Although his disappearance in those few days was related to Fu Yanye, this does not mean that he is reliable.
If an accident happens at any time, then she and the child will not be sure to leave smoothly.
“Yes, up to one week.”
Sheng Xin said.
Zhuo Jian listened and couldn't help but want to take a gamble, "Okay, I'll wait for you."
"You must control your phone."
Sheng Xin reminded her.
"Well, then I'll hang up first."
Zhuo Jian agreed and looked at the door.
She locked the door, but she just felt that he seemed to be outside.
Sure enough, she hung up the phone and went to open the door, and Fu Yanye was really standing at the door.
"Sheng Xin's phone number?"
Fu Yanye asked her in a low and heavy voice.
Zhuo Jian remembered what Sheng Xin said to control his cell phone, immediately put the cell phone in his pocket, and answered as calmly as possible: "Yes."
At this time, of course she knew, don't mess with him.
Otherwise, not only her cell phone, but also her will be half disabled.
Fu Yanye saw that she was so guilty and scared, and chuckled. Her drunken eyes looked straight at her, slowly holding her slightly cold and soft hand, and said to her gently.
: "Call me next time and ask him if he doesn't want to know where that woman is going."
"What?"
Fu Yanye smiled: "A woman stole his seeds and hid them."
“…”
"I did help, but baby, this is what he deserves me."
“…”
But that time Ouyang Ping clearly stated that something happened to Sheng Xin in the company.
Now it seems, it is not a company, it is a private one?
She thought Ouyang Ping would not lie to her, so Sheng Xin lied to Ouyang Ping, but in this way...
Zhuo Jian didn't know why, but he was a little happy.
When I looked at Fu Yanye again, I felt angry, but it was a bit funny.
Did he help her?
Until she felt her hands warm, she lowered her head and saw his ring-wearing hands warming her. Her clear eyes looked at him again: "It's great, it's really good."
She spoke from the bottom of her heart.
But Fu Yanye suddenly couldn't see through her.
She wasn't angry?
He is not very sure.
But I felt secretly happy again.
Doesn't she be angry? Can it prove that she has never loved Sheng Xin at all, and she and Sheng Xin have nothing?
She just wanted to use Sheng Xin to push him away.
Fu Yanyefang couldn't help but hold her hand tightly again, but Zhuo Jian suddenly pulled it away, and then walked around him toward the door.
"Mr. Fu, it's time for you to leave."
Zhuo Jian walked to the door and opened the door.
The bodyguard outside looked at the door open and looked in the conditioned reflex.
But I didn't see anything clearly, and the door was suddenly closed from the inside.
In the door, Fu Yanye pulled Zhuo Jian to the door panel, pressed one hand against the door and the other hand, "Who said I'm leaving?"
Zhuo Jian didn't have any negative emotions this time. He looked at the drunkenness in his eyes and asked him gently: "Will you want me to leave? So late, aren't you afraid that I will get sick?"
"I'm afraid you'll get sick? How could you get sick if you have me?"
Fu Yanye said, lowering his eyes and kissing her with two thin lips.
Zhuo Jian turned his face, smelled the smell of alcohol mixed in his breath, pressed his hands against the door panel, without any distractions, and whispered: "Fu Yanye, love really has a shelf life, I just don't love you anymore."
Fu Yanye lost the temperature of her chin in his hand, and he also pressed against her shoulders, with his black eyes hanging down, and he could only feel her indifference and existence at close range.
"When does it begin?"
Fu Yanye asked her in a low voice.
Zhuo Jian looked at the bonsai beside him with a side face, thought for a while, and replied calmly, "It was not the time when the child who died on behalf of Chengcheng left. Later, I thought, it should have been earlier, when I knew my father begged you to help me.
And when you are out of salvation, it should be that time.”
Fu Yanye didn't say anything, just quietly thought about the time he went to find her. Everything was fine, but she suddenly knew the truth.
Damn Lin Jiaoyang and Shen Lanxin.
However, both of them are worse than death now. No matter how much hatred and resentment he has, he will not care about for the time being. His eyes slowly rise up. When he looked at Zhuo Jian, he found that she was even colder.
"There have been so many unpleasant things between us in the past few years. Every time this happens, my feelings for you have decreased by a little bit, and then, to this day, there is nothing left."
After saying that, Zhuo Jian slowly turned his head, looked up at him again, and looked into his eyes as dark as the abyss.
"Then why are there some leftovers of Chengli and Chengqing?"
He glanced at her eyes, but could no longer see clearly.
"They are not only your flesh and blood, but also mine. When I knew they were here, I firmly believed that I would give birth to them."
Zhuo Jian's sincere explanation.
"You don't want to give them a healthy family? Don't want them to have a father and mother?"
Fu Yanye didn't even dare to ask her if there was no place in her heart. He only dared to ask this sentence.
She is too cold.
She is too rational.
She is so scary.
He felt his heart was being pushed away.
"Of course I want them to have the love of their father and mother, of course I want them to have the love of many people, but if so many children in single-parent families will all live unhappy? Character determines everything, I miss you
My child will not be pessimistic."
Zhuo Jian said confidently.
Fu Yanye's straight back was hunched a little, and he slowly took a step back. His black eyes were hanging down suddenly looked at her again and asked her with difficulty: "What if I say, what if I love you?"
"you love me?"
Zhuo Jian looked up at him with clear eyes. After a long time, he asked these three words uncertainly with his hoarse voice.