"It means that not only will I not leave, but I will also successfully hold my wedding to Fu Yanye. I also ask you to be polite to the young lady of the Fu family in the future."
Zhuo Jian told him decisively.
Lin Jiaoyang's hand holding her shoulder suddenly tightened, forcing her into the corner: "Ajian, that man Fu Yanye will not be your best destination."
"But ten Mr. Lin are not as good as one Fu Yanye."
Zhuo Jian replied coldly.
Fu Yanye came out of the elevator and saw Lin Jiaoyang pressing Zhuo Jian against the wall.
When Zhuo Jian saw him coming, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Lin Jiaoyang: "You are going to be beaten again."
"What?"
Lin Jiaoyang questioned, then listened to the footsteps behind him and turned around subconsciously.
But before he could see anything clearly, Fu Yanye strode forward to grab him, and immediately punched the side of his face with a strong fist.
"ah!"
Lin Jiaoyang was struck by the force of gravity and fell diagonally to the opposite side.
Fu Yanye grabbed Zhuo Jian's hand and pulled her behind him, and asked Lin Jiaoyang coldly: "Have Mr. Lin's ribs grown?"
Lin Jiaoyang immediately looked at him in horror. As soon as Fu Yanye stepped out with his long legs, he covered himself in fear.
Lin Jiaoyang never expected that Fu Yanye and Zhuo Jian would be so closely entangled.
He originally thought that Zhuo Jian must be like a street rat who was too scared to come out of the door. She was so pitiful that he even thought about how to coax her. Girls are easy to coax when they are weak, so he could easily coax Zhuo Jian to
Go to bed.
But I didn't expect it to end like this.
"Don't let that kind of person dirty our hands and go in."
When Fu Yanye was about to beat him again, Zhuo Jian grabbed Fu Yanye and said something, opened the door and pulled him into the house.
Lin Jiaoyang was still holding his head and kneeling by the wall like a shrunken turtle. After hearing Zhuo Jian open the door, it took him a few seconds before he dared to look into the house quietly.
Fu Yanye walked in and asked her: "Did he hurt you?"
"You came just in time."
Zhuo Jian thought to herself that if he hadn't arrived suddenly, Lin Jiaoyang would probably have beaten her as violently as he did last time.
Thinking of what happened before, Zhuo Jian felt that Lin Jiaoyang was really a pervert. If he couldn't be coaxed, he would beat him. After beating him, he thought he could coax him again?
Zhuo Jian went inside to look for the ring.
Fu Yanye's dark eyes looked outside again.
The way Lin Jiaoyang just grabbed Zhuo Jian...
Fu Yanye remembered Su Bai's reminder again, turned around and went out again.
Lin Jiaoyang had already escaped.
Zhuo Jian went back to the bedroom and took out two rings, without much entanglement in her eyes.
She can give him the ring. Since the two have become a de facto marriage, she will not run away from anything.
But she didn't want to put it on him herself.
Until he treats her sincerely, her sincerity will not be handed over to him.
While Zhuo Jian was thinking this, Fu Yanye had already walked in and stood behind her: "Found it?"
Zhuo Jian reflexively turned to look at him and whispered: "Reach out your hand."
Fu Yanye glanced at her clenched hand, and then stretched out his own.
Zhuo Jian simply placed a ring in his palm.
Fu Yanye felt a cold touch in his palm. Looking at Zhuo Jian's hand which was two centimeters away from his palm, he reflexively held it together.
Zhuo Jian: "..."
Fu Yanye looked at her: "You won't help me put it on?"
It was just as she thought, but looking at his probing and dissatisfied eyes, she still firmly shook her head slowly.
Fu Yanye narrowed his eyes and asked her: "The reason."
"We're not good enough to wear rings on each other."
"We're going to have a wedding soon."
Fu Yanye continued.
Zhuo Jian looked at him with clear eyes and said, "Then return this one to me, and I will help you wear the one you prepared during the wedding."
"..."
Fu Yanye didn't expect her to be so fussy, and felt a little headache for a moment.
Zhuo Jian looked at him: "Choose one, either you wear this one now, and I will help you put on the other one according to the procedures at the wedding, or you give up this one, and I will still follow the procedures at the wedding.
Put on the other one for you."
"When will it be your turn to give me multiple-choice questions? Where's yours?"
Fu Yanye stared at her with black eyes and asked her.
Zhuo Jian looked at him, turned around, took out another one, and put it directly on her hand.
"Na!"
She raised her slender hand, and there was already a beautiful plain ring on it.
Fu Yanye was furious, and his eyes looked a little colder at her.
He just wants two people to wear rings for each other. Is it worth it for her to guard against him like a thief?
Zhuo Jian saw his look, lowered her eyes to avoid it, and only asked him: "Don't you want grandma to be happy? Why don't you put it on?"
Fu Yanye suddenly felt that her defensive look on him really made him unhappy.
In fact, he had some things to do in the afternoon, but now, he suddenly didn't want to do anything. He just wanted to let her know the consequences of playing tricks on him like this.
So he threw the ring on her neatly made bed.
Zhuo Jian looked over conditionedly, and then looked at him doubtfully.
Fu Yanye took off his coat casually and whispered: "I'll be happy first before talking."
"Fu Yanye, you promised me."
"What did I promise you?"
Fu Yanye smoothed his coat and threw it beside the bed, then approached her.
Zhuo Jian had no way to escape except the bedside.
But as soon as she took a step back, she couldn't move back anymore.
Fu Yanye, on the other hand, suddenly pinched her chin harshly, looked down at her and said, "No matter what I promise you, it is only on the premise that you follow me and listen to me."
Zhuo Jian's heart trembled.
"Once I find out that you started to disobey me, plot against me, and deceive me, Zhuo Jian, I will tell you to regret what you have done."
"..."
Disobey him?
Plot against him?
Cheating him?
Zhuo Jian's heartbeat suddenly accelerated. She looked at him with clear eyes and asked him: "Are we equal?"
"Equality? It depends on your mood!"
Fu Yanye said coldly.
Zhuo Jian: "..."
A man's heart is really unpredictable.
"It's not too late to regret now."
Fu Yanye said, looking down at her soft lips, his thin lips gently rubbing on them.
Zhuo Jian was forced to hold her chin up to feel his light kiss, and her breathing became restrained.
But he suddenly sucked her lower lip hard, and she couldn't help but groan. Then he pinched her chin with one hand, and held her small waist with the other, kissing her more wildly every time.
Zhuo Jian couldn't help but grasp the fabric of his shirt tightly around his waist. When he kissed down the corner of her lips and tried to push her down on the bed, she suddenly raised her arms and hugged the back of his neck.
Fu Yanye paused for a moment.
"Do you have to do this? Why on earth do you want to hold a wedding with me?"
After Zhuo Jian stopped kissing him, he slowly lowered himself, but his voice was very clear.
"If you want to live your life with me, I hope you can respect me. Even if you can't be affectionate, you can at least treat me with respect."
Zhuo Jian slowly raised her eyes to look at him and said this to him.
She was trying to get him to promise her and do it her way.
But she didn't know if she had the ability.
After all, she could never guess what he was thinking.
"If you don't want to live your whole life with me, but just want to be fresh, I also hope that we won't become friends who will never have contact with each other until we get divorced in the future."
Seeing his silence, Zhuo Jian said again.
Fu Yanye squeezed her waist harder and stared at her red lips with his dark eyes, "Why should I listen to you?"
He is rebellious by nature and naturally doesn't like to listen to anyone's opinions.
Zhuo Jian knew this very well, that's why her clear eyes looked at him so straightly and firmly, "Because..." This chapter has been completed!