Zhuo Jian subconsciously looked back at him. The smile on his face appeared and disappeared just as quickly. He started the car and left with a cold expression.
A gust of wind passed by, blowing her new coat open, and she felt a chill in her heart.
Was it because he saw Li Yuqing that he did so much just now?
Dog man.
A dog man who loves acting!
Mr. Fu shouldn't be a boss, he should be an actor. He can definitely win awards for one play and be soft-hearted.
With him here, those movie stars are really not considered popular at all.
Zhuo Jian retracted her thoughts of hurting him, turned around and glanced at Li Yuqing with some embarrassment. Li Yuqing smiled lightly: "Go in."
"Um!"
Zhuo Jian nodded in agreement, but after walking a few steps, he suddenly stopped and turned to look at Li Yuqing, "Did you hear the last sentence he said?"
"He said he would pick you up and take you to the airport after your show."
"oh!"
Zhuo Jian nodded dully.
The atmosphere became even more awkward.
Afraid that he would really come to see her off, Zhuo Jian sent him a WeChat message as soon as she left the studio and said, "You don't have to come. My colleague took me to the airport on his way."
She really didn't want to see him again.
I even thought that next time I come back, it would be best to do it quietly.
My colleague's illness was almost recovered. Zhuo Jian thought, maybe I wouldn't have come back a year ago?
To prevent something that shouldn’t happen from happening again!
But why did I see a black business car parked at the foot of the steps just after I walked out of the stage?
Zhuo Jian felt nervous. She was not familiar with this car, but her intuition told her it was Fu Yanye.
The driver got out of the car first, walked around to her side, opened the back door, and greeted her very respectfully as she approached: "Hello, madam, the president has been waiting for you for a long time."
Fu Yanye was looking at the phone in his hand, feeling that she was standing outside and there was no rush to invite her in.
He wanted to hear how she explained this WeChat message.
Zhuo Jian nodded, then walked in and sat down opposite him.
Fu Yanye glanced at her, and when the driver closed the door, he heard him order: "Sit over here."
"I can just sit here."
She glanced at him defensively, then lowered her eyebrows and looked at her hand on her lap.
Fu Yanye didn't care. When the car started, he suddenly kicked it in the front.
The driver braked suddenly, and Zhuo Jian's body reflexively leaned forward and pushed forward heavily.
Fu Yanye reached out in time to hold her in his arms to prevent her from getting hurt.
The driver asked from the front: "Mr. Fu, are you okay?"
"Drive your car!"
Fu Yanye said a cold word, then lowered his eyes and looked at the woman in his arms who was so angry that he wanted to struggle out of his arms.
He just exerted a little force, and she lay in his arms.
At her current weight, if she wants to compare with him, a man who is 190cm tall and exercises all the year round, it will undoubtedly be overwhelming.
But seeing her blushing from exhaustion so quickly, I still couldn't help but say to her: "I asked you to exercise more and you didn't listen. Are you okay now? Isn't it true that no matter how wild the little hedgehog is, I can only handle it in the end?"
"..."
Zhuo Jian looked up at him unconvinced, really angry.
"Those big eyes can still be a bit powerful, but..."
He looked serious and suddenly whispered a few words into her ear. Zhuo Jian immediately blushed and pushed him again.
Fu Yanye locked her in his arms and held her directly on his lap: "Stop moving, the driver heard it."
Zhuo Jian was quiet for two seconds after hearing those words, and then started twisting around like a loach. Fu Yanye was so angry that he could no longer hold back his anger, so he had to bite her hard on the neck to force her to calm down.
"Twist again and I'll want you right here."
Fu Yanye whispered in her ear.
Zhuo Jian was stiff all over, sitting on his lap and not daring to move.
Fu Yanye was now a little satisfied, but the fire still needed to be suppressed for a while before it would go away.
The driver drove the car very steadily and slowly.
It was so slow that Zhuo Jian felt that half a century had passed and the car was still halfway there.
Fu Yanye hugged her, gently pressed his chin on her forehead, and murmured: "Don't lie to me anymore, no matter what."
Zhuo Jian: "..."
"Me too, no matter what happens, I'll report it to you as soon as possible, okay?"
Fu Yanye lowered his eyes to look at her again, for fear that she would think it was unfair.
Zhuo Jian didn't dare to look at him, but listened to his words and felt that they were untrue.
What evil has befallen him?
"Jian Jian, try to accept me!"
He also said that Zhuo Jian mistakenly thought that he was sincere.
She couldn't help but raise her eyes to look at him, wanting to find out something in his eyes.
"It's better not to try. No one has to try to accept it."
Zhuo Jian didn't see what she wanted to see in his eyes, so she turned her back and refused him.
Fu Yanye looked at her and suddenly felt helpless.
He wanted to beat her up but didn't want to give up. He wanted to do what he did last night again in the morning, but as soon as she shed tears, he had to endure the pain.
Even now, she rejects him so pitifully.
The only woman in the world who rejected him, Fu Yanye, was actually the little girl who was obsessed with him.
He asked himself to be as patient as possible, and finally managed to get her to sit safely on his lap.
"President, we've arrived at the airport!"
The driver warned from the front.
Zhuo Jian breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to leave immediately.
Fu Yanye continued to lock her in his arms.
Zhuo Jian looked up at him and reminded: "I will delay the plane."
"Then I will send a plane to take you there in person."
"..."
Zhuo Jian had no choice but to continue sitting there, still not daring to move.
I was afraid of causing him to react inappropriately.
Fu Yanye pondered, pinching her clean fingers and playing with them for a while.
She was obviously in pain, but she didn't dare to hum, fearing that if she hummed, he would pinch her even more painfully.
His voice became deep and restrained, and he said: "I have basically explained everything about Ruxiang and I to you, but if you don't believe it, I won't explain it again in the future. You can think about it slowly and understand it slowly, but only
Ichijo, you have to cooperate with me."
Zhuo Jian asked him, holding back her heartbeat: "What?"
"Grandpa and grandma want to hold their great-grandson."
In Fu Yanye's sexy voice, these words were like a bolt from the blue to Zhuo Jian.
Zhuo Jian reflexively looked up at him. She didn't believe it was true that he wanted his grandparents to hold his great-grandson.
But her eyes accidentally broke into his dark eyes, which seemed to be as deep as a cliff, and her heart suddenly broke.
She didn't want to argue anymore, but the voice in her heart was very firm, yes, it was impossible.
"Let's go!"
Fu Yanye let her know what he was thinking, then let go of her hand and let her go.
Zhuo Jian immediately opened the car door and got out of the car as if he was running away.
In the winter in City A, a gust of cold wind immediately blew onto her warm face.
She pinched her fingers uncomfortably and strode inside.
She could pretend that she didn't hear what he just said, but the pain in her fingers never went away.
She looked down at her sore finger and found that it was her ring finger.
Fu Yanye called her on her mobile phone. Zhuo Jian looked at the phone number and then turned to look outside. She didn't even see the corners of his mouth move, but his low and restrained voice sounded in her ears: "I want to keep you.
Do you think you can outrun me?"
Zhuo Jian's breath froze, and she heard him say again: "Don't walk so fast in high heels." This chapter has been completed!