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Chapter 979 Now I'll Tell You Well

"I'm chasing for it very urgently."

The old man said while playing chess.

"That's right, but he chased him so hard that he wouldn't talk well when he chased him. Don't vomit blood on Zhuo Jian."

"Hmph, that's not that?"

The old man thought it was impossible, but suddenly he remembered some bad things in the past and was a little scared.

"Not to be, I'm joking, exaggerating."

Fu Yanqing didn't dare to scare the old man.

Zhuo Jian walked out after leaving the house. Now there are no bodyguards or cars around him.

Fu Yanye soon caught up with her.

It was black and black, so he took her hand and walked towards the garage.

Zhuo Jian shook it a few times but didn't shake it away. She stopped resisting because her wrist hurt, and was then taken to a new car.

Zhuo Jian felt nervous when he saw the car and the license plate.

Isn't this the car she saw that afternoon?

At that time, Yuan Man and Chang Xia also said that it should be his or something.

Fu Yanye didn't explain much, and opened the car door and threw her into the passenger seat.

Zhuo Jian was very calm after sitting in. He looked at the place where his eyes could see in front of him. This was indeed the car that Fu Yanye liked.

Fu Yanye got into the driver's seat and soon the car left the old house.

Zhuo Jian asked him: "Where are you taking me?"

"Shengyuan."

"I won't go."

"Then let's go to your unit."

“…”

Zhuo Jian remembered that he had never been back when he came out yesterday, so it would be best if he could go back there.

But the car really stopped downstairs of her. Where did he have any plans to go back?

He got out of the car.

Zhuo Jian sat in the car and frowned after watching him get out of the car.

He wants to rely on it again?

She had originally planned to go to Fu Yanqing in the old house for a night, but the two of them ran out and went to her house again?

what?

Thinking of the night he wanted to do it but failed, but he had a high fever for several days, Zhuo Jian's heart became more and more confused.

She really didn't dare to let him go up.

If you get sick again, then...

She felt a sense of danger that she would be blamed by the whole world.

Although he is a businessman, he is handsome and can't stop any brainless fans from criticizing his wife for anything.

Even Liang Yu can sue her, and...

There is also Wang Yue. When she thinks of Wang Yue’s words, she never wants to get off the car again.

She didn't let him go to her place.

Fu Yanye stood in the formation and saw that she was still in the car when he saw that she was still moving, so he had to turn around and walk to her, open the door for her, and "get out of the car."

"I don't."

Zhuo Jian hugged herself and stayed in the car.

"Didn't you want to come back by yourself? Get out of the car quickly."

"I won't get out of the car."

"What do you want?"

Fu Yanye sighed helplessly and asked her.

Zhuo Jian's eyes moved and he looked up at him: "Unless you ask me to send you back to Shengyuan first, and then lend me the car to let me come back."

"snort."

Fu Yanye smiled.

Looking at her sharp black eyes, she seemed to be saying, she was thinking pretty.

“Otherwise, you won’t get off the bus.”

She continued to hold herself, being stubborn is important.

Fu Yanye stared at her for a while, then approached her again.

Zhuo Jian subconsciously wanted to move in, but before he could move his arm, someone grabbed it, "Now I'll tell you well, want me to use violence?"

“…”

"So you like this."

"What do I like this? What do I like? Fu Yanye, don't touch me."

Before she could finish her words, he carried her out.

Fu Yanye hugged her as easily as a chicken, lifting her up, "Does my aunt still live for seven days now?"

“…”

Zhuo Jian was stunned and looked at him dumbly.

What aunt still lives for seven days?

Fu Yanye looked down at her, and saw that she was so dull, so he sighed helplessly, and then continued to hold her in.

"Open the door."

When he arrived at the door, Fu Yanye reminded him.

Zhuo Jian hid his face in his chest, stubbornly hiding his hands under his armpits, but he just didn't do it.

Fu Yanye smiled, put her down directly, and then pressed her password.

Zhuo Jian: "…"

Why did she forget it? He knew the password.

I really hate it. I still need her to open the password when I know it.

"I'll change my password tomorrow."

Zhuo Jian muttered as he saw him open the door.

Fu Yanye looked at her and smiled, wanting to hold her hand, but she was quick-eyed and he almost avoided it. He held his wrist.

But this is the same for him. Anyway, he doesn't care about her when he really wants to.

"Go to take a shower first, then go to bed."

"Hey, Fu Yanye, who lets you in?"

"How about that? Widowed?"

"you……"

As soon as we met today, she pushed him and he mentioned something about widowhood.

It's really amazing, amazing.

She was very upset, but she could do nothing.

"You are not allowed to go in. Go back to your own place, I am not disinfected."

"I'll disinfect you first, do you believe it?"

“…”

Zhuo Jian's face turned red with anger and he didn't dare to refute it.

"I think you just need to be fucked."

Fu Yanye directly raised his hand to hook her neck and took it in.

Zhuo Jian felt like a poor little animal, so why was he casually brought to the place he wanted to go?

However, for Zhuo Jian this night, the most disturbing thing is still behind.

After taking a shower, she saw him lying on her bed.

When did you become so shameless?

I obviously would sleep on the sofa by myself a while ago.

Zhuo Jian's bed was usually the only one who was the child, and suddenly there was a huge monster. He walked over and muttered: "Is this my place?"

"Yeah, I know."

"I know you're still here?"

“Your place is cleaner.”

"Do you think your daughter is dirty?"

Finally, I found a question that I could ask him in reverse.

Fu Yanye sighed, "The patience is almost exhausted, come up."

"I won't, you go out and go to the sofa."

"I will have a fever when I sleep on the sofa. Are you sure you want me to sleep on the sofa?"

“…”

"Come up."

He moved a little in and freed up her position for her.

Zhuo Jian looked at him, then looked at the place where he had just lying, losing the ability to go to bed.

"I just turned on the air conditioner and it's a little cool here, just warming you up."

“…”

What the hell?

"Come up, it will be cold again later."

Fu Yanye was a little angry.

Zhuo Jian knelt on one leg and continued to stare at her.

Fu Yanye laughed angrily, threw his phone in, grabbed her directly, protecting her from being thrown, and pressing her in his arms. Zhuo Jian had not yet come back to his senses, but only heard the low threats in his ears.

Voice: "Or do you want to sleep on me all night?"

They are really old couples.

Even though he had lost his memory, she had been retrieving him for a long time.

And after she found him back from abroad this time, he has always been very restrained and polite, and he has never been so eager again.

Zhuo Jian couldn't help but look up at him, trying to see something from his eyes.

But from his smart eyes, she could not see anything.

She asked in a weak, hoarse voice: "You really haven't remembered?"

"I can't remember it at all. When your aunt leaves, I should remember it once again."

"What are you talking about?"


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