Fu Yanye sat beside the bed, gently stroking her hair with his warm hands.
"Jian, cheer up quickly, okay?"
He leaned down and hugged her gently.
Fu Yanye thought that he had seen what Wang Rui had given him, and after just one glance, he kicked the computer to pieces.
He hated Lin Jiaoyang, and he also hated himself.
He was scared away when he was hugged by her when he was young and confessed his love to her. When he married her as an adult, he was not responsible for her. He deserved that she didn't want him.
If he could go back again, he would definitely be her boyfriend when he was young.
But at that time, he didn't know how to express his feelings.
Faced with the girl's sudden and passionate confession, he panicked.
Even if he can't love her properly after marrying her, he can at least visit her.
She had just lost her father at that time, and she must have been very sad.
The more Fu Yanye thought about it, the more he blamed himself. Thinking of Lin Jiaoyang's perverted hobbies, he wanted to cut Lin Jiaoyang into pieces, and he himself would be beyond redemption.
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The night is dull, as if there are a pair of skeleton hands trying to tear the hot heart in half.
After dawn, all the pain will be easily disguised, and the things at night will be buried deep in the heart.
She put on a smart and sophisticated shirt and trousers, pulled up her long hair and sat at the dining table.
After breakfast, the three of them went out and saw a familiar sports car leaving.
Zhuo Jian suddenly remembered last night and couldn't help but look at the place where the car disappeared.
Yuan Man opened the car door and said, "Madam."
Zhuo Jian came to her senses and got into the car.
We are going to record today. The first thing Zhuo Jian did after returning to the office was to put on beautiful high heels.
When Ouyang Ping heard that she was back, he immediately ran to her office. He was relieved when he saw that she was well dressed, but he still couldn't help but ask her: "Is it really okay for you to go to work now?"
Zhuo Jian shook his head, "No problem at all."
Ouyang Ping looked at the determination and calmness in her eyes, and then sat down next to her, "Who enlightened you?"
"I kind of want to drink milk tea. Let's go drink milk tea after recording the show?"
Zhuo Jian immediately thought of last night, but what came out of his mouth was another topic.
"Fu Yanye, right?"
Ouyang Ping couldn't help but asked her curiously.
Zhuo Jian smiled helplessly: "Do you have to admit it to me? Milk tea, please."
"I'll just ask you, so are you reconciled?"
Ouyang Ping couldn't help but continue to ask.
Zhuo Jian looked at the ring the old lady gave her and said softly: "It's over."
Ouyang Ping: "I'll buy milk tea for you."
Zhuo Jian raised his eyes to see her leaving so quickly, and smiled again unconsciously.
Ouyang Ping actually understood Zhuo Jian's thoughts. In fact, if it were her, she wouldn't be able to be with that person.
Even if her father was wrong, at that time her father was...
But Ouyang Ping thought, if it wasn't Fu Yanye, would Zhuo Jian want anyone else?
If it wasn't Fu Yanye, there wouldn't be anyone else.
As Zhuo Jian's good sister, how could she bear to see Zhuo Jian not being loved by her other half?
Ouyang Ping suddenly stopped halfway.
The interview went very smoothly. The other person is a very capable female artist, in her forties, with over thirty dramas under her belt, and more than half of them have won awards.
From a famous little girl to a strong woman, to a professional mother, she has two marriages and two families off-screen. She said that everything in the world is changing, but the only constant is that we humans have to adapt, all the time.
Zhuo Jian thought, yes, that's it.
After seeing off the guests, she became much more transparent, but stopped in the corridor leading to the office.
Yuan Man and Chang Xia were waiting at the door with a few milk tea bags. Their expressions were still dull, but Ouyang Ping next to them said with a smile: "You have just recovered from a serious illness, so I bought a few more for you."
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Zhuo Jian, Yuan Man and Chang Xia had their hands full of milk tea and asked, "How about a debate competition?"
"ah?"
Chang Xia looked at her blankly and didn't react.
"Debate competition?"
Yuan Man was also a little confused. She was fine with fighting, but not so good with words.
Zhuo Jian neatly held up her long hair, then turned to look at the woman leaning against the wall drinking milk tea: "Let's go?"
Ouyang Ping smiled guiltily and had to follow her back to the office.
Debate topic, can you tell other people about the things of the people around you?
Half an hour later, Yuan Man quietly went out and called Fu Yanye. Fu Yanye asked: "Who won?"
"lady."
Yuan Man replied to him a little ashamed.
"Um."
When Fu Yanye heard the result, he couldn't hide the pride in his eyes. After putting down the phone, he was thinking, if she wants to drink milk tea, he can just go and invite her. Isn't it that simple?
She can give up on him, but can't he pursue her again?
Besides, there is a son between them.
Fu Yanye thought that no matter what, he would have an advantage if he wanted to pursue her, at least compared to the one named Sheng.
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The lanterns are on.
Zhuo Jian came out with Yuan Man and Chang Xia.
Fu Yanye was wearing black trousers and a white shirt, standing in front of the car, looking at her calmly.
The evening breeze blew her long hair away, and the warm embrace from last night appeared in her mind again. She walked down and asked, "Mr. Fu, is there something wrong?"
Yuan Man and Chang Xia did not dare to approach, for fear of disturbing their conversation.
Fu Yanye saw her approaching and didn't say anything. He just leaned forward slightly and took out the red roses he had prepared long ago from the car.
Zhuo Jian's heart trembled as she looked at the large bouquet of roses.
Fu Yanye murmured: "I just want to have a meal with you."
Yuan Man and Chang Xia were both fascinated by it, feeling that there was nothing more romantic in the world.
Li Yuqing, Yang Yi and Ouyang Ping came out and saw that scene. Ouyang Ping sighed: "Boss Fu has taken the initiative again."
"We should start from scratch."
Li Yuqing smiled and said something.
Ouyang Ping looked at him doubtfully.
Li Yuqing said: "He should be planning to pursue Ah Jian again."
Yang Yi couldn't help but muttered, "The overbearing president is pursuing a popular female host. Isn't this the kind of romance my wife is pursuing recently?"
Li Yuqing and Ouyang Ping looked at him and laughed.
At the bottom of the steps, Fu Yanye and she were standing next to the sports car, but they were still in a stalemate.
If Zhuo Jian doesn't take the flowers, he won't let go.
He said: "I made all your breakfast a few days ago."
Zhuo Jian listened and lowered his head. When he looked at him again, his eyes became clearer and sharper, "Is that all?"
Fu Yanye half-squinted his eyes, and then looked at her awkwardly: "It was me last night."
Zhuo Jian looked at him for a few seconds, then lowered his eyes and did not raise them again.
Fu Yanye was tired from holding the flowers, so he couldn't help but ask her: "Should I accept it or not? Red roses represent the hottest love."
Zhuo Jian glanced at the bouquet of roses again, looked down at the small leather shoes she had changed into, and murmured: "Fu Yanye, we are divorced."
After hearing this, Fu Yanye held the bouquet of flowers for a few seconds, and then threw the flowers back into the car. He stared at her with ambition-filled eyes: "Don't keep mentioning this to me. If we had agreed upon it at the beginning,
If it has nothing to do with me, just give me a chance."
"That's what you said yourself, I didn't agree."
Zhuo Jian said, then turned and left.
Fu Yanye caught up with her in a few strides. He walked backwards under the bright lights while she slowly moved forward.
"You mean this is it, it's over?"
"yes."
Zhuo Jian wanted to go around him, but was blocked by him. She raised her eyes a little angrily and looked at him to answer him.
"Don't even think about it."
Fu Yanye stopped and blocked her.
"The end is the end. How can anyone who is divorced still be entangled with each other all day long?"
Zhuo Jian asked him.
Fu Yanye sighed angrily, put his hands on his wide waist, walked slowly in front of her with his long legs, looked at her with his dark eyes, and said four words with certainty, "We are." This chapter has been completed!