Chapter 9 She is not allowed to mention Bai Yueguang
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She didn't even dare to breathe!
"Ajan!"
He suddenly called her unbearably and slowly leaned down.
Zhuo Jian's heart was beating like thunder. Seeing him getting closer and closer, smelling his slightly cold breath, she turned her head again.
His two shallow lips brushed against the corners of her lips, and she finally let out a disappointed sigh.
"take a good rest!"
He didn't leave, still pressing on her.
Zhuo Jian wanted to rest, but she felt like her breasts had been squashed by him. The ambiguity bred in the dead silence made her restless.
Two people who want a divorce, what are they doing?
Is he pitying her?
Fu Yanye also felt the softness that was different from his, and couldn't help but lower his eyes to look at it.
"Young Master Ye!"
"Um?"
"..."
Zhuo Jian originally thought that he would know what to do if she called him, but she didn't expect that he just responded.
"I always thought you hadn't grown up!"
He said so!
Zhuo Jian's face felt hot and hot.
"Good night!"
He suddenly made a low sound.
"Good night!"
She said with a guilty face.
His dark eyes stared at her for a long time.
After he left, Zhuo Jian lay on her side and felt her heart beating so hard and violently.
Later, his cell phone rang again, and he answered the call patiently.
Zhuo Jian knew that it must be Ruxiang.
Naturally, Ruxiang couldn't directly say that she didn't want him to accompany Zhuo Jian, but Ruxiang was just afraid that they would be alone together.
Zhuo Jian thought that Fu Yanye probably really regarded her as a family member, so he stayed with her these days.
But she couldn't be ignorant, so she planned to leave the house quietly after late at night.
There was only one light on downstairs, and she was surprised to think that an hourly worker had arrived.
"You're awake, come here and have something to eat!"
"Why are you still here?"
Zhuo Jian followed, and when she saw two dishes and one soup on the dining table, she almost doubted her own eyes.
The dignified chief boss of the Fu Group actually knows how to cook?
"This is my home. I have been living here for the three years you have been away."
"..."
Zhuo Jian couldn't believe it. After she sat down, she remembered that she was going to leave, but when she remembered this, she had already picked up the spoon.
She hasn't eaten much in the past few days, and her stomach has twitched countless times.
The soup is very light, but after drinking it, the coldness in the past few days has subsided a lot.
Fu Yanye put the chopsticks in front of her, watched her drinking the soup, and said to her: "There is your favorite mushroom in it, can you taste it?"
"..."
Zhuo Jian sipped the soup and looked at him, then nodded mechanically for a long time.
Now I can taste it.
"I haven't had the chance to cook it for you before. Are you surprised?"
"I'm surprised!"
She admitted in a low voice and continued to drink the soup.
She decided to finish her meal and leave here quickly. This person was too scary.
His cell phone rang again at the dinner table, just as he was about to eat.
Zhuo Jian knew it was Ruxiang without looking up. He picked it up and looked at it, then looked at Zhuo Jian and picked up the phone: "Hello?"
"Can't you come over tonight? I always have nightmares! I can't sleep well!"
"Didn't you take the medicine the doctor prescribed for you? I can't leave!"
"Are you accompanying A Jian?"
"Um!"
Fu Yanye looked at the woman across the table from him, and suddenly realized that this little girl had never complained in front of him, and the woman on the phone...
"I know I shouldn't be so selfish, but Yanye, I'm so scared. I'm so scared that I'll never wake up again once I fall asleep. I haven't put on my wedding dress yet, and I haven't walked into the church with you yet."
As Ruxiang said that, he started crying again.
Fu Yanye sighed: "I'll see you soon. Isn't the wedding dress going to be ready right away? You have a good rest, I will visit you at dawn!"
Zhuo Jian didn't know why. She had obviously promised herself to forget him, but when she heard him say such words to Ruxiang, she felt as if someone had cut a gash in her heart, and blood flowed slowly along the gash.
It flows out slowly, hot and terrifying!
"I've finished my drink. Thank you for the dinner. I'm going back to my mother's place now. Don't worry, you can go about your business. I promise I won't do anything stupid out of my mind."
She knew that he thought her mother would be troubled without her.
Everyone is worried that something will happen to her!
She was just in pain, what could happen?
But if you don’t leave, something will happen!
"Zhuo Jian, you must sleep here tonight!"
"Why?"
"Because, grandpa's people are downstairs!"
"..."
Zhuo Jian knew that he was afraid of his grandfather. His grandfather was not an ordinary scary old man. He had something in his hand.
But after the divorce agreement was signed, she felt that she was really not suitable to live with him anymore.
"If it were before, I would listen to you, but now I have signed the divorce agreement. If grandpa asks, I will explain to him personally. He will not do anything to you."
Zhuo Jian explained to him.
"Are you sure? Have you forgotten that he broke two of my ribs when I was a child?"
"..."
Zhuo Jian took a breath of cold air.
"Stay, I will take you back in person tomorrow!"
"Aren't you going to see Sister Ruxiang tomorrow?"
Fu Yanye wanted to eat, but when he heard her mention Sister Ruxiang, he suddenly put down his chopsticks in frustration: "Can you not mention Ruxiang?"
Zhuo Jian: "..."
So she doesn't even have the qualifications to mention that person?
Zhuo Jian didn't say anything. She insisted on leaving, but when she arrived in the living room, she found that her suitcase was missing. She couldn't help but turn to look at the person who followed her out: "Where is my suitcase?"
"It's the first time I cook for someone else, and you can handle me after drinking the soup?"
Fu Yanye stepped forward and lifted her up from the ground.
She was so light that he could easily carry her on his shoulders.
Zhuo Jian was hurt by his shoulder, and he raised his feet to avoid her slippers from staining his clothes.
Fu Yanye put her back in the chair next to him.
Zhuo Jian looked at him angrily: "You can't bully people like this! It's you who want the divorce, so you can't control me anymore!"
"Not yet! Eat something!"
He brought his bowl of rice in front of her and gave her his chopsticks.
Zhuo Jian looked at the set of tableware in shock, then looked up at him: "Did I really use it?"
He raised his hand, signaling her to hurry up.
Zhuo Jian angrily picked up his chopsticks and stabbed them hard on the table twice, then ate the rice in his bowl.
She deliberately picked up his soup bowl and drank directly from it.
Fu Yanye frowned.
She was so annoyed that she looked like this.
Like a little hedgehog with fried hair!
Zhuo Jian didn't expect that Boss Fu, who had always been severely mysophobic, would let her eat from his bowl?
"Are you mysophobic?"
Zhuo Jian only thought of this reason.
"I only have mysophobia towards outsiders!"
Fu Yanye finally waited for this question and told her immediately.
Zhuo Jian didn't know why her face felt hot. She didn't want to be too pretentious and mistakenly think that she was not the outsider he mentioned.