The whole private room suddenly became extremely quiet.
"yes."
Wu Fei replied softly.
He said: "Open hands-free."
Wu Fei: “…”
Although she was nervous and knew that the conversation between the couple should not be heard by others, she, as a little secretary, could only listen to the boss.
"Come or not to pick me up?"
He asked.
Zhuo Jian suddenly fell silent.
"Go, she's going right away."
Seeing that Zhuo Jian suddenly stopped talking, Wang Yue responded for her.
"I'm waiting for you."
Fu Yanye returned to what he had just looked like, lazy and kept people from thousands of miles away.
Zhuo Jian choked and his eyes became hot for no reason.
Wu Fei hung up the phone, looked at her boss and looked back. She glanced at those present and finally locked in Liang Yu.
Liang Yu really hates Fu Yanye talking to Zhuo Jian like this. He never talks to other women in the tone. She pretends to be meaningless and then asks him: "Mr. Fu has finished speaking the phone, so you can go back.
Did we just talk about the topic?"
"I don't show that I seem to be very ambiguous with you."
Fu Yanye's cold voice reminded him.
All of the people here are famous people in the city, except for Liang Yu who suddenly came to join in the fun.
"When did I show that we were very ambiguous? We met when we were young, but we were just childhood friends. You can't refuse to admit this fact, right?"
"I don't remember."
Fu Yanye had a sneering smile in his phoenix eyes.
Liang Yu couldn't hold back her face, nodded, and laughed, "Okay, I'm just a self-indulgent."
"Why should Miss Liang be so angry? We all know about Mr. Fu's accident."
However, due to the power of the Liang family, someone still helped find a way out.
"If it weren't, I wouldn't have sat here."
After Liang Yu finished speaking, he looked at Fu Yanye with deep resentment.
Fu Yanye also looked at her.
Later, Liang Yu turned her face away and looked like she was about to cry.
Wu Fei was very confused. Why could Liang Yu make herself angry with her boss like a girlfriend?
The whole world knows that Fu Yanye is not single.
A young lady actually...
But she admired Liang Yu very much because she was the only person who could speak and didn't say anything about the kind of person who had a close relationship with her boss.
People only said they were childhood friends and friends, and they also said that if you are angry, I will leave after finishing this project.
Look?
Which sentence shows that she wants to develop a closer relationship?
But Wu Fei thought this woman was really a big loss sooner or later.
Wu Fei drank a lot that night, and Fu Yanye did not accept toasts from others, but he also drank two more glasses.
Wu Fei whispered beside him, "Boss, my wife said you have a cold, so you have to drink less."
Fu Yanye listened and drank all the wine into the cup in one sip.
Did she think he really didn't know?
At around 11 o'clock, a Mercedes-Benz was parked at the Starlight Gate.
Fu Yanye was surrounded by people and came out from inside. Liang Yu, as a lady, was naturally placed next to him.
Liang Yu knew that Zhuo Jian would come, so he naturally walked beside him.
When Liang Yu saw the car with the car door open, his eyes flashed by the elite. He suddenly turned around and gently pulled Fu Yanye's coat: "It's cold, be careful of the cold, forget me, together.
Growing friends.”
Fu Yanye frowned, unhappy that she suddenly approached.
Liang Yu received his disgusting look and smiled and slowly took a step back, "I'll take one step first."
She was kind enough, but when she walked outside, she looked inside the car.
And she couldn't see everything, but she thought that the people inside could see everything outside.
Fu Yanye frowned and lowered his eyes, looked at the place of his heart, and then suddenly unbuttoned the buttons in public, took off his coat, and threw them on Wu Fei: "Take it away."
"yes."
Wu Fei hurriedly hugged and agreed.
Fu Yanye looked at the person in the car who was not planning to come out, and knew that there were many eyes behind him looking at him, but he walked to the door with his long legs.
The car door is open.
Zhuo Jian sat inside, a simple cotton T-shirt and casual pants, and a long mocha-colored sweater.
Fu Yanye looked inside, and still sat in without any haste.
He was sitting in a domineering manner, but Uncle Zhou closed the door and was cautious.
The air conditioner outside and eyes were isolated, and neither of the two inside was in a hurry to pay attention to each other.
After Uncle Zhou drove away from the hotel, Fu Yanye turned to look at her: "Is your daughter sleeping?"
Zhuo Jian looked outside and then moved his eyes, "Yes."
Fu Yanye suddenly lay down next to her.
Zhuo Jian was stunned, and then he saw him leaning on his shoulder in a blink of an eye.
“It tastes so good.”
Even the smell of her coat smells much better than the perfume outside.
Zhuo Jian looked at him quietly with his eyes down: "How much did he drink?"
"Not much, just a little headache."
He pressed his forehead against her shoulders, then naturally slid down and lay on her legs.
Zhuo Jian couldn't speak or react, but just looked at him as calmly as possible.
He told him not to drink and didn't listen. He asked her to come and pick him up so late. He asked her to come and pick him up so late. He also asked her to see other women touch him. Forget it. Now, he
What are you doing?
Did she agree?
He leaned against her and treated her as a pillow?
He raised his hand to hook the back of her neck, and with a little force, she lowered her head and looked at him closely.
He breathed alcoholically and asked her, "Can you see me clearly from such a distance?"
“…”
Zhuo Jian's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he quickly said, "Do you still need to see?"
It's all engraved in my mind.
Fu Yanye laughed and pushed her closer: "If you want to see it, it's better to take a few more glances."
Zhuo Jian felt like someone was stabbing her with an embroidery needle.
She always felt that he had some problems, but she couldn't say what the problem was.
He took her hand that was holding her arms away, put it on his heart, and looked straight at her with black eyes.
Zhuo Jian felt that she was probably an illusion, Fu Yanye, how could she be pitiful?
He rubbed her palms, his eyes as if conveying sadness or longing.
Zhuo Jian couldn't stand him like that and wanted to pull his hand back, but he directly pressed her in front of him, and his thin lips accurately grabbed her lips.
Zhuo Jian's heartbeat for a moment, and he forgot his breathing. He just felt his alcoholic lips holding her lips and kissing them open.
I don't know how long it took, but she blocked his forehead.
Fu Yanye said hoarsely: "Zhuo Jian, I'm drunk, very drunk."
Zhuo Jian's heart was calm inch by inch, and I didn't know where it was, and there were dark holes around me.
Fu Yanye turned around and buried his face in her belly.
Zhuo Jian can finally move, but he forgot how to move.
Just looking at him quietly.
If it were before, she had already placed her hands on his hair and rubbed it gently, but now...
When she realized that she was about to touch him to comfort her, she suddenly looked like a child who discovered that she had made a mistake and stopped in time.
But soon she put her hand that had nowhere to rest on her elbow and was forcibly placed on him. Then Zhuo Jian felt her pain and couldn't help but blush and hummed: "Fu Yanye,