There was a whole box full of photos of her and Fu Yanye.
Zhuo Jian sat on the sofa in her nightgown and took a look at a few photos. Then she relaxed her hands and dropped the photos back into the box. She only said to the three people standing next to her: "Separate these two people.
Throw Lin Ruxiang's part into the trash can, and send Ye Shao's part back to Lin Ruxiang."
The two female bodyguards looked at her suspiciously.
Wang Rui couldn't help but ask her, "You want to give Ye Shao's photo to Lin Ruxiang?"
"Yes, she can use these photos to disgust me, and I can naturally disgust her. By the way, when you throw her photos into the trash can, don't forget to take a photo and post it on Weibo."
Zhuo Jian said calmly.
The two female bodyguards quickly understood her purpose and nodded: "Yes."
"Besides, since she is using the excuse of returning it, we might as well let her return more."
Zhuo Jian lazily glanced at the photos in the box and said.
Wang Rui looked at her a little doubtfully. He had a guess in his mind but didn't ask.
Zhuo Jian looked up at him and asked, "You must know that Fu Yanye gave Lin Ruxiang a lot of jewelry before, right?"
Wang Rui nodded after hearing this, "I know."
"Since she wants to pay it back, we don't need her to pretend anymore. You can take people there and move everything away."
"Yes! But Master Ye, do you want to inform me?"
Wang Rui is now her bodyguard, so he naturally obeys her words, but he still can't help but remind her.
Zhuo Jian pondered for a moment and murmured, "Tell him later."
You can't hide it from him.
But he probably doesn't like to get back what he gave away.
"By the way, leave one for her, that wedding dress, remember? Leave it for her to think about."
Zhuo Jian tapped his left hand gently on the back of his right hand. After a few very fast strokes, he stopped to remind him.
Wang Rui knew everything about Lin Ruxiang, and also understood that Zhuo Jian wanted to keep the wedding dress to disgust Lin Ruxiang, so he just nodded, "Understood."
"Then you go and move. You don't have to move the things back. They can be donated directly to the Fu family's charity foundation in my name."
Zhuo Jian said again.
Wang Rui nodded in agreement and left.
The two female bodyguards were still parked there, glanced at the box, and asked in a low voice, "Young Madam, shall we go and cut the photos now?"
"Well, go ahead, there are scissors in the kitchen."
Zhuo Jian nodded in response to them.
The two female bodyguards carried the box and left.
Zhuo Jian later walked over to take a look, and they dumped the photos in the box outside, which were full of photos.
How many identical photos did Lin Ruxiang print to make such a large box?
He also wrote her a note saying that he was returning it.
good!
Zhuo Jian fulfilled her wish to return it.
Soon after, she returned upstairs. Fu Yanye was still sleeping lightly on the bed in the bedroom, holding her pillow.
Zhuo Jian walked over and sat on one side, leaned forward slightly, and scratched his long eyelashes with her hair.
Fu Yanye moved and pressed her into his arms with a wave of his long arm: "Sleep a little longer."
"Why are you more sleepy than a pregnant woman like me?"
Zhuo Jian asked him in his arms.
Fu Yanye raised his eyes, finally saw her clearly and placed a kiss on her face. He hugged her tightly and murmured with his eyes closed: "It's not like you tortured me all day long and I couldn't sleep well.
"
"..."
"Ever since you told me so clearly that time abroad, until we reconciled, I haven't slept well."
Fu Yanye complained in a hoarse voice.
Zhuo Jian couldn't help but feel a little warm in her heart.
It turns out that he did not live well during those Cold War days.
It's not as glamorous as it seems on the surface, just messing around with female celebrities all day long.
She turned around to look at him seriously, held his face in her hands, "Fu Yanye."
"Um?"
Fu Yanye didn't bother to open his eyes, he was safe in her palm.
"I just asked Wang Rui to go to Lin Ruxiang to recover our common property."
Zhuo Jian said it softly.
The man who originally planned to continue sleeping for a while suddenly woke up, opened his long eyelashes, and looked at her with dark eyes: "What did you say?"
As expected, he was unhappy.
Zhuo Jian slowly let go of his hand, her voice still very soft, "We'll talk after you get up."
After Fu Yanye got up, he followed her to the kitchen. When he saw the photos that two female bodyguards were cutting, he frowned and asked, "What's going on?"
"It was sent by a lady named Lin Ruxiang. The young lady asked us to cut it."
The bodyguard saw that his face was particularly gloomy and he was a little nervous.
Fu Yanye stepped forward and looked at the few uncut pieces left on the table, then turned to look at the woman standing behind.
Zhuo Jian was also looking at him, and she had a very bad feeling in her heart that he didn't like her doing this.
In fact, she never thought that she would be so extreme before.
But now, she is indeed like this.
Fu Yanye walked slowly towards her again with his long legs, "As long as you are happy."
Zhuo Jian looked up at him in surprise, "Really?"
"If she dares to provoke Mrs. Fu, she must be prepared to be counterattacked. Don't be polite and try your best to counterattack. As your husband, I will always choose to stand by your side in this kind of matter."
Fu Yanye crossed his arms across his chest and expressed his loyalty to her unhurriedly.
After hearing this, Zhuo Jian raised his eyebrows, as long as he didn't stand in the wrong team.
"I'll leave her a wedding dress."
Zhuo Jian said.
After hearing this, Fu Yanye sighed helplessly, and then said with a smile: "Let them finish cutting quickly, my kitchen is stained, do you still want to make breakfast for you?"
"I just ordered a seven-star takeaway. It will arrive in ten minutes."
Seeing that he was going back to the living room, Zhuo Jian turned around to remind him.
Fu Yanye's figure walking out suddenly stopped and turned to look at her with confusion, "Do you think the rice I cook is not as delicious as the takeout?"
"How is this possible? None of the chefs in the world are as good as Ye Shao. No, none of them are as delicious as my husband's cooking."
"Well, just this once in a while."
Fu Yanye was quite satisfied with her sudden change of title, and then went to sit in the living room again.
However, he accidentally touched the drawer under the table with his foot. He suspected that the drawer was broken and opened every time he touched it. Inside, there were scraps of paper and divorce agreement that Zhuo Jian picked up from the trash can.
Why did she pick it up?
Fu Yanye frowned and thought for a while but didn't expect the answer. He closed the drawer again before she came out.
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At the same time, the Lin family.
Seven cars stopped one after another, and Wang Rui led the team, all wearing black uniforms, and got out of the car.
Lin Ruxiang was drinking tea with her mother. As soon as her mother saw her, she started muttering, "Does your dad have another woman outside? Am I just so old and old that he can't be interested in her?"
Lin Ruxiang glanced at his mother, then took a sip of tea and said calmly: "Just live your life well. As for dad, he will come back, I promise."
"Are you really sure? Ruxiang, as long as your father can come back, mother can endure anything."
"You are his wife, what do you have to endure?"
Lin Ruxiang didn't like the useless look of her mother, so she looked out the window upset and stood up from the sofa unconsciously. This chapter has been completed!