After eating, Zhuo Jian sent a message to Fu Yanye, and then stood at the window looking at the night outside, waiting for him.
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When Ouyang Ping went downstairs with Sheng Xin, she asked Sheng Xin, "Are you really attracted to our Ah Jian?"
Sheng Xin chuckled and replied: "She is very good, but she may not be suitable for me."
Ouyang Ping couldn't help but look at him one more time, he actually said such words.
"Is she really divorced?"
Sheng Xin asked again.
Ouyang Ping suddenly looked at him defensively. If this man didn't want to pursue Zhuo Jian, he was on the Internet, so he couldn't be digging for information, right?
Ouyang Ping suddenly regretted what she said to him at the dinner table and immediately shook her head, "No, actually I don't know very well. They might just be quarreling."
Seeing how nervous she was, Sheng Xin just said: "I don't think it's like a quarrel. There may be many problems between them."
Ouyang Ping saw him walking out and chased after him, "Then I'm very curious. You seem to want to have a meal and chat with A Jian every chance you get. Why on earth are you?"
"She resembles a deceased relative of mine."
Sheng Xin suddenly replied to her thoughtfully.
Ouyang Ping frowned, she looked like a relative of him?
What relatives?
Mom?
Sheng Xin didn't say anything more and asked her if she needed to be sent away. Ouyang Ping shook her head because Li Yuqing's car had already driven over. Ouyang Ping smiled and said to him, "My husband just got the certificate last year and hasn't done it yet."
I'm leaving for the wedding. By the way, if you are a good person, don't hurt our A-Jian."
Sheng Xin smiled, nodded to Li Yuqing in the car, and Li Yuqing took Ouyang Ping away.
Sheng Xin stood there and watched, then silently glanced into the hotel, but finally left.
Ouyang Ping fastened her seat belt and said to Li Yuqing: "He said that Zhuo Jian looks like a deceased relative of his. Do you believe it?"
"What can't you believe?"
Li Yuqing feels that everything is possible.
"Maybe, by the way, Fu Yanye is back, and Ajian will probably have trouble escaping from the clutches of the devil again tonight."
Ouyang Ping shook her head as she spoke. She always felt that Fu Yanye was like the King of Hell sometimes, like a big devil who would scare people to the point of making the hairs on their bodies stand on end whenever he got close.
At least she was at that time.
At the same time, it was still the private room, and Zhuo Jian was still standing there by herself.
Fu Yanye didn't go to find her for a long time. Zhuo Jian watched the time on his watch go by little by little, guessing that he did it on purpose.
In another private room, Fu Yanye was also holding his cell phone and looking at the time.
The food on the table was not much moved, but two bottles of wine were empty.
The three of them got together to drink and taste all the delicious food.
Su Bai asked him: "Don't you want to go find sister Xiao Jian? Didn't she send you a message just now?"
"If she sends a message, I have to see it?"
Fu Yanye asked back.
Yan Zheng raised his eyes and looked at him. Thinking that Sheng Xin was having dinner with Zhuo Jian tonight, he realized that Boss Fu was actually jealous.
They don't know exactly how to eat it.
"If you don't want to see her, just tell her. It's pitiful that she's almost dead from overtime working on a new show recently."
Su Bai felt that Fu Yanye was particularly excessive and always liked to play with Zhuo Jian.
"Are you almost dead from exhaustion? I didn't see it. I think she was having a good time."
You can also flirt with other men.
Thinking of the scene he accidentally saw, several big holes were poked in his heart. She was pitiful?
Who is pitiful?
Su Bai and Yan Zheng had both left, and Fu Yanye was still sitting in the private room. The staff was cleaning and changing the water glass for him. Before he could pick it up, someone ran in: "Mr. Fu, Madam seems to be leaving.
"
Fu Yanye's eyes dimmed, and he immediately stood up, turned around and walked out.
Zhuo Jian waited for an hour, and was very sure that he made her wait on purpose.
While waiting for the elevator, she folded her arms and looked down at the ground in boredom. Suddenly she heard rapid footsteps, and in a blink of an eye, she saw him chasing after her, looking at her with heavy eyes.
Zhuo Jian didn't say anything. It was obvious that he was still very angry.
She walked in as soon as the elevator opened. When she saw him coming in, she leaned to the side, holding her bag behind her back, looking at his dusty appearance in early June.
"Does Lin Jiaoyang's matter have anything to do with you?"
Zhuo Jian looked at him and asked.
Extremely calm and calm.
Fu Yanye stood opposite her, looking at her calm eyes, he just nodded: "Yes."
Zhuo Jian said no more and lowered his head and looked at his shoes.
Today I am wearing a pair of stiletto high heels, but they are only five centimeters.
She and Ouyang Ping each bought a pair of the same style but different colors. They heard that they were very easy to wear, but she still felt a little tired after wearing them for a long time. She might as well wear small leather shoes without heels tomorrow because she would have to stand for a long time.
When Zhuo Jian was thinking this, she didn't notice at all that the man opposite had been staring at her.
"What can you do if you look at me?"
Fu Yanye suddenly asked unhappily.
Zhuo Jian raised her eyes and looked at him doubtfully, why did he ask that?
"Do you want me to look at you?"
Zhuo Jian asked him a little doubtfully.
After hearing this, Fu Yanye really wanted to bite her to death, but thinking about her resistance, he just said lightly sarcastically: "That's right, now that there is a new person, who cares about the old person's mood."
Zhuo Jian still didn't quite understand, so she kept looking at him. Soon she only thought of one sentence and said, "We are all divorced."
Of course, the new guy beats the old guy.
After hearing this, Fu Yanye wanted to spit out those words and give them to her, just to see if she could still be so angry with him.
But in the end he didn't say anything.
However, after the two of them went downstairs, they met two people coming out of another elevator, one was Lin Ruxiang and the other was Mu Handong. Mu Handong hugged Lin Ruxiang, and Lin Ruxiang clung to him, her face pale.
Zhuo Jian and Fu Yanye stopped. Lin Ruxiang also looked at them and said weakly: "Yanye, save me."
"What's wrong with her?"
Fu Yanye put his hands in his pockets and asked coldly.
"I don't know. I saw her being drunk and took her out. She didn't seem to be feeling well. She said she wanted to go to the hospital."
Mu Handong explained.
Zhuo Jian watched silently, feeling that Lin Ruxiang was not uncomfortable, but very uncomfortable.
Then she heard the person next to her question: "She had a heart transplant, didn't you know?"
"She didn't tell the world about her heart transplant, so why should others know about it?"
Zhuo Jian turned to look at him and asked.
Fu Yanye: "..."
He could see that Zhuo Jian was not happy that he was speaking for Lin Ruxiang.
"Take her to the hospital first and take her in my car."
Fu Yanye made a cold sound and drove off without paying any attention to her.
Zhuo Jian: "..."
Lin Ruxiang suddenly raised his head and glanced at her.
Zhuo Jian suddenly felt that something was not right, but Lin Ruxiang immediately lowered her head and whispered: "Hold me, I can't hold on anymore."
Mu Handong glanced at her, then reluctantly picked her up and asked her, "Have you been drugged?"
Lin Ruxiang didn't reply to him, but her breathing became heavier and heavier. This chapter has been completed!