There are people who don't even let go of babies who are just a few months old.
Zhuo Jian trembled and covered her tear-stained face. The tears could no longer be wiped away. She wiped them a few times and blocked her mouth before she collapsed and cried. However, the cry immediately leaked out from between her fingers.
come out.
It was as if she suddenly understood the reason why she had been pushed away from her father after his accident, and finally understood that there were still many thrilling hardships waiting for her in this world.
She raised her eyes when the door was pushed open from the outside. Although she couldn't see clearly, the figure was him.
She tried to stop herself from crying, but the closer he got, the more her tears flowed out in protest, and her trembling lips quickly leaked out the cry again.
Fu Yanye looked at her with dark eyes, and when he came closer, he gently put a hand on her shoulder.
At that moment, Zhuo Jian felt a little dizzy and couldn't help but lean on him.
Fu Yanye also raised his other hand and stroked her head gently. He didn't know what to say if he wanted to comfort her, so he could only hold her so gently as comfort.
Zhuo Jian cried so hard that his internal organs ached, and Fu Yanye almost died from hearing it.
But she couldn't stop, and he didn't dare ask her to stop.
Sometimes, it's better to cry than to hold in your inner hurt.
After an unknown amount of time, the cell phone in her pocket kept urging her, and she gradually stopped crying. She realized that she was rude, and wiped her face hard, wiping all the tears on her hands.
Feeling that there were still tears on her face, she wiped away her tears while taking her mobile phone. It was a colleague. She smelled the emotions, touched her face and picked up, her voice was still hoarse: "Hello?"
"I know, eh."
After answering the phone, she didn't look up. She didn't know why. Suddenly she didn't know how to look at him anymore. She just asked, "Will you find out who wants to kidnap Chengcheng?"
"Yes, within today."
Fu Yanye solemnly promised her.
Zhuo Jian then raised his eyes again, looking at him with misty and aching eyes, but for a moment he didn't know what he was talking about.
She just didn't control her emotions well and shouldn't have acted like this in front of him.
Zhuo Jian accidentally saw that his shirt was wet with her tears, and subconsciously wanted to wipe it for him, but after thinking about it, she held her hand and did not move, and only reminded: "Your shirt is dirty."
Fu Yanye looked at her and then at his shirt, "It's not dirty."
Zhuo Jian didn't know what it felt like. It would be nice if he didn't dislike it. She wanted to get up, but his position was blocked by him, so she sat aside and nervously held the edge of the bed with her hands and murmured: "I have to
Go back to Taili."
"I send you."
"No, let Wang Rui send me off."
Zhuo Jian shook his head, then stood up and left.
Fu Yanye groaned, and could no longer pretend that he didn't feel anything. He casually held her arm and pulled her back into his arms.
Zhuo Jian felt his face hit him hard on the shoulder.
Fu Yanye held her tightly in his arms and said in a low voice again: "I'll send you, Wang Rui goes to find the murderer."
Zhuo Jian didn't struggle anymore.
It's just that they haven't been this close for a long time and they were divorced. She didn't dare to lean on him firmly. She felt that his hug was no longer so tight, so she slowly pushed him away.
Fu Yanye looked at her with dark eyes, looking at her trying to keep a distance from him, looking at her eyes swollen from crying after a while, her mouth moved, and then she pressed the tip of her tongue against her back alveolar and turned around
, leaving only a cold voice: "Let's go."
Zhuo Jian raised her eyes to look at him, looking at his back, she suddenly thought that he must have been worried too. Just now, he was only concerned about his own discomfort. She chased after her, but what she wanted to say was suppressed in her stomach.
He paid no attention to her on the way to see her off.
When he arrived at the door of the TV station, he stopped the car and did not intend to speak.
Zhuo Jian didn't let go in a hurry after unbuckling her seat belt. She had calmed down a lot now. She turned to look at him and whispered: "You..."
Fu Yanye's eyelashes twitched, unconsciously looking forward to it.
Would she also know how he was feeling?
Will she comfort?
Zhuo Jian held her seat belt tightly and said something that even she felt was inappropriate, "Can you call me immediately after you find out the murderer?"
Fu Yanye's heart suddenly felt like someone had placed an iceberg on it. He turned his eyes and looked outside, not wanting her to see his disappointment, and said in a deep voice, "Okay."
"Thanks."
After Zhuo Jian said thank you, she opened the car door and got out of the car.
A gust of wind filled the car, and Fu Yanye held the steering wheel tightly without moving.
Zhuo Jian had just walked up the steps when he suddenly heard a loud voice behind him. In the blink of an eye, his car had sped away.
He was angry.
Zhuo Jian was just thinking this when he saw Li Yuqing coming back from outside. Li Yuqing caught up with her and said, "I thought you were in the stage."
"Something happened."
Zhuo Jian explained and walked inside.
Li Yuqing noticed that she seemed to have cried and her eyes were red and swollen, so he strode up and followed her, "Jian, is something wrong?"
Zhuo Jian tried his best to smile at him, and then continued walking inside.
Li Yuqing felt that she was hiding something in her heart, so she called Ouyang Ping. Ouyang Ping had just finished recording the program. After answering the phone, she went directly to Zhuo Jian. Who knew that Zhuo Jian was immersed in work as soon as she got back, and by the time she took a break, she was already ten years old.
It was half past two, and Ouyang Ping went to the cafeteria with her to eat, only to find out that Chengcheng was almost kidnapped today.
"Who is it? Is it Lin Ruxiang?"
Ouyang Ping had a headache and could only think of this one person.
"Fu Yanye said he would call me immediately if he knew who he was."
Zhuo Jian told her.
Ouyang Ping saw that she was obviously uneasy and immediately held her hand: "Baby, you must relax. Fortunately, Chengcheng is fine. Take more precautions in the future. This kind of thing will definitely not happen again."
Zhuo Jian nodded. In fact, she was much better now.
After dinner, Zhuo Jian saw Yuan Man coming to see her, so she took Yuan Man back to the office. Yuan Man still had a scratch on the back of his hand, so he wrapped it with gauze. Zhuo Jian looked at it, moved, distressed and apologetic, and said to her: "Have a rest.
A few days."
"Skin trauma."
Yuan Man turned his hand and expressed it to her.
Yuan Man always didn't take it seriously. When he made a mess in the kitchen, he just said it disappeared. When he had multiple stab wounds on his body, he simply said it was a skin injury.
Zhuo Jian remembered that the last time she was scratched on the neck, Fu Yanye was so pained just by being so gentle, and they applied medicine to her to prevent scars. She was also delicate at that time,
Looking at Yuan Man again, I suddenly felt that I was too squeamish.
Even after giving birth to a child, she was really no longer young. Zhuo Jian thought that in the future, she would be more able to bear the burden, and she would no longer be as squeamish as before.
After all, I don’t have a husband anymore, so what’s the use of being coquettish in the future.
Just like when I was abroad, cheer up, regroup, and become an invincible little strong man.
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After eight o'clock in the evening, she stopped working overtime and drove back to her old home anxiously.
Because it was already past dinner time, the aunt went to ask the kitchen to prepare dinner for her again. After saying hello, she went directly upstairs to see Chengcheng.
Wang Yue said: "When such a big thing happened, I didn't expect it would be easiest for him."
Zhuo Jian couldn't help but smile after hearing this, because Chengcheng really didn't understand anything now. She might have been frightened at the time, but she got better soon afterwards.
The aunt came upstairs to ask her to go to dinner, and Wang Yue also urged her: "Go ahead, don't destroy yourself before the murderer is caught, and your life will be long in the future."
Zhuo Jian nodded in agreement and wanted to eat enough to have enough energy to wait for Fu Yanye's call.
Who knew, when he got downstairs, he heard the housekeeper greeting him downstairs, "The young master is back."