The old man's birthday came at any time. That night, when Zhuo Jian got off work, a luxury car was parked at the door of their TV station.
"Madam, the President has been waiting for you for a long time."
The driver nodded respectfully and greeted Fu Yanye and explained to him.
Zhuo Jian nodded politely to him, and then the car door behind was opened.
Fu Yanye looked out with his black eyes: "Let's talk about getting in the car."
Zhuo Jian was wearing a suit and didn't even wear a thick coat.
But the moment she saw him, she actually wanted to refuse.
Until the cold wind blew on her face, she lowered her head and got into the car.
Fu Yanye immediately picked up his coat from the seat, spread it and buckled it on her shoulder.
"Thanks."
Zhuo Jian nodded awkwardly to express his gratitude, and then he was far away from him.
Fu Yanye wore a ring on his hand and gently knocked between the two of them.
Zhuo Jian looked out the window. They didn't meet again after that night. He went to the company the next morning.
"Stop when you pass by Jianlian Studio."
Fu Yanye suddenly said.
"yes."
The driver in front agreed.
Zhuo Jian heard a familiar name and asked curiously: "Is it the designer who designed our wedding dresses?"
"Um."
"Have he come to our place to open a studio?"
"He found that woman."
“Here?”
"Yes, so he settled here."
"That's fine."
Zhuo Jian was a little surprised.
I heard before that he missed a marriage.
Fu Yanye looked at her and saw that she had been pinching her fingers. Suddenly, her chest felt bored.
There is one thing he still has to tell her and ask her to cooperate.
But it seems that this matter is more difficult than any one.
He touched his ring and looked out the window.
The air in the carriage became thinner and thinner, but fortunately, I arrived at the studio and JL studio not long after.
Really concise.
And the place is not big.
But the decoration inside was so exquisite that she felt that she had entered a museum.
Fu Yanye accompanied her in and saw that she seemed to like this place very much, so she said, "If you like it, you can come often in the future."
"Um."
She just agreed, although she didn't agree.
She didn't like to spend money on herself, and she was even more harsh on herself after giving birth to twins.
As for clothes, she still has a few classic styles, which are out of date no matter how you wear them, such as the suit she is wearing now.
Designer Jianda had been waiting for them for a long time. Seeing that they were coming, Fu Yanye had already greeted him, so he prepared his dress in advance.
It's a big V-neck, mopping floor, green.
After Zhuo Jian put it on and looked at it in front of the mirror, and he was a little unrecognizable.
Although it is a long dress, it just fits the waist and doesn't hold it in one hand.
Fu Yanye and Jian Lian were chatting, and only glanced at her after seeing her coming out.
He thought he had seen her wearing various dresses many times, but at this moment, he couldn't help but breathe.
She was like that, dressed up casually, and was a princess.
Fu Yanye walked forward.
In the mirror, the black eyes looked at her directly.
Zhuo Jian was startled when he saw him, and then asked, "Will it be too revealing?"
She covered her chest, cold.
"yes."
Fu Yanye glanced at him, then turned his head to look at the man sitting on the sofa shrugging.
Zhuo Jian touched his neck. If it had long hair, it might be better to look and safer to wear this dress.
In this case, she probably had her back exposed, and when she entered the banquet hall, she would have to be a gift for her.
Fu Yanye even looked at her short hair and her heart was so painful.
When will her hair grow longer?
Jian Lian stepped forward and handed a shawl of the same color to Fu Yanye: "Try putting it on for your wife."
Fu Yanye looked at Jian Lian again. For some reason, he felt that the man was laughing at him.
However, when Zhuo Jian put on this dress, he didn't want her to change it.
He didn't care what others were talking about, because this dress was born for her.
In the past, others said that clothes also had life, but he didn't believe it, but she made him believe it.
Fu Yanye put the silky shawl on her, and his hands did not leave her shoulders. He looked at her eyes in the mirror and said to her, "In a moment, I will give you a coat."
He knew how to hide her goodness.
Those smelly men don't deserve to see her skin.
After hearing this, Zhuo Jian felt a little relieved and nodded to him.
In fact, she felt safer when she put on the shawl.
When I was young, I liked this kind of clothes very much and had beautiful fantasies about them, but later I gradually lost my sense of security about these clothes.
On the way to the stars, the carriage was silent.
Until her hand was caught.
Zhuo Jian looked down at him, holding her hand, holding something familiar to her in the other hand.
She subconsciously wanted to retract.
"Just a moment."
Fu Yanye tightened her hand and said to her.
Zhuo Jian looked up at him, and she didn't want to wear it for a second.
"Just treat it as an acting, and take it off after it's over, I promise."
Fu Yanye looked at her and told her sincerely.
Acting?
Take it off when it is over?
She acquiesced.
Seeing that she stopped resisting, Fu Yanye pinched the ring with her gentle fingers and put it on her fingers.
Zhuo Jian thought she just hated this ring, but unexpectedly...
Seeing the moment he put the ring on her hand, he immediately asked her to take the ring to take it.
Fu Yanye felt relieved for a while.
Although he would put the ring on her tonight regardless of whether she agreed or not, wearing it in peace was the way he wanted most.
They are indeed not suitable for quarrels again for this matter.
Fu Yanye didn't let go for a long time. He looked at her wearing a ring and unconsciously wanted to hold it tightly.
"Yes, can you let go?"
Zhuo Jian asked him softly.
The carriage was quiet for less than a few seconds.
Fu Yanye reluctantly let go of her hand, put her hand on his legs, and clenched it silently.
It seemed that the temperature on her hands could remain more in his palm.
He used to hold these hands as long as he wanted.
Of course, too in the future.
He was extremely confident about this matter.
Zhuo Jian quickly put his hand back on his legs.
The moment he put on the ring, Zhuo Jian still felt that his heart was being cut into pieces.
This ring has so many unpleasant memories.
Her hands, wearing rings, clenched tightly and looked out the window with her side face.
Actually, I can't see anything clearly, my eyes are very hot.
But she couldn't resist him.
Tonight, it's not suitable for quarrels.
She also has something to force him to do.
Zhuo Jian thought so and gradually calmed down again.
Still starlight.
The doorway is already full of stars.
Tonight's banquet seems to be no longer just wealthy businessmen, but some of them are just people they meet on the news.
Fu Yanye got out of the car first, and Zhuo Jian looked outside in the car, feeling no confidence, so hesitated.
But the door was opened soon.
Zhuo Jian tightened his heart and looked outside in a blink of an eye.
Fu Yanye stood over to her, reached out and reminded: "Be careful."