"If you don't like it and get upset after seeing it, then I'll throw it away."
Fu Yanye said as if he was going to go find the trash can and throw it away.
From the corner of her eye, Zhuo Jian saw him turn around to find the trash can and immediately became anxious. She shouted out without even having time to think: "Don't throw it away, I want it."
Fu Yanye stopped, looked at her with his deep eyes and asked softly: "Do you really want it? Don't you dislike it?"
"You, give me the flowers, and then go find some vases to grow them."
Zhuo Jian frowned and ordered him fiercely without caring about the shame.
Fu Yanye felt even softer after hearing this. After approaching, he brought the flowers to her with both hands: "Here."
That sound of giving was particularly doting.
Zhuo Jian didn't dare to look at him, took the flowers and urged: "Go find the vase quickly."
Fu Yanye asked Yuan Man to find the vases, and then he put the flowers into four vases himself, put a bottle next to her bed, and asked her: "Are you satisfied, madam?"
"Since you ordered flowers a few days ago, where are the gifts?"
Zhuo Jian glanced at the vase of flowers and deliberately made things difficult for him.
"Gift?"
"Yes, since you remembered my birthday a few days ago, did you prepare the flowers but no gift? Then I have to wonder whether you ordered the flowers from abroad two days ago or called from when you just went out.
I bought it from the flower shop next to the hospital."
Zhuo Jian thought to himself, wouldn’t he be unlucky to me?
Fu Yanye stared at her for a long time without saying anything.
Zhuo Jian couldn't understand what emotions were hidden in his dark eyes, which were unpredictable.
In fact, she was very sad when she woke up this morning without him being around.
No wonder others say women are very contradictory.
Just like this, she told herself that there was nothing to care about, but at the same time, she thought, how nice would it be if he could celebrate his birthday with her?
Zhuo Jian looked at him and gradually began to feel disappointed and lost.
Growing up, the day she looked forward to most was not collecting New Year's money during festivals, but his birthday.
She had just finished giving him this year's birthday gifts and now she was thinking about what to give him next year.
One year she was so angry that she didn't give it to him, thinking that he didn't care about the gift she sent him, just like those bad guys said.
That time...
He blocked the door and asked her coolly: "Where is my birthday gift? Don't pretend to have forgotten it. If you are not ready, go buy it quickly."
About a century later, Fu Yanye walked up to her.
Zhuo Jian's heartbeat quickened and she said awkwardly, "Forget it if you're not prepared."
Fu Yanye looked at her with dark eyes, suddenly smiled and said: "I can't say that I'm not prepared, I'm afraid you don't dare to accept it."
Don't dare to accept it?
Zhuo Jian looked at him again with big curious eyes.
What is it that she dare not accept?
Zhuo Jian thought to herself that he had bought a golden mountain for her?
After all, he gave her an island after they got married.
Fu Yanye's tight waist bent down, his dark eyes became more and more unpredictable, and then he poured out one word from his thin lips: "Me."
"..."
Zhuo Jian's face suddenly turned red, and then his ears began to itch.
What the hell?
Fu Yanye pinched her chin so that she could not turn her face away from his eyes, and murmured: "Let you use it indefinitely, anytime and anywhere."
Zhuo Jian scolded him for being shameless with her eyes.
Fu Yanye was in a good mood, and gently touched her lips with his thumb, then approached her again.
Zhuo Jian reflexively wanted to move away, but his other hand quickly grabbed the back of her neck to prevent her from moving.
She closed her eyes tightly and felt two thin lips pressing against her soft lips.
Fu Yanye closed his eyes and kissed her without moving, not wanting to leave.
Just the taste of such a light touch made him enjoy it.
There was a knock on the door, and Fu Yanye reluctantly let go of her. As soon as he opened his black eyes, he quickly caught the blush on her face and murmured: "You have a fever."
Zhuo Jian: "..."
"Come in."
Fu Yanye straightened up slowly, standing casually and being fascinated by the posture.
Wang Rui opened the door when he heard the sound, but he only looked at Fu Yanye and did not speak.
Fu Yanye lowered his eyes and looked at Zhuo Jian: "I'll go out and be right back."
Before Zhuo Jian could get angry about being kissed suddenly by him, she began to guess the reason why he went out.
I had never noticed them saying anything behind her back before.
Suddenly I had a hunch that this matter had something to do with her.
Wang Rui and Fu Yanye chatted for a while at the elevator entrance. Fu Yanye sneered and said, "Go and say hello to him for me."
Wang Rui understood what he meant and nodded: "Yes."
Fu Yanye looked at the gloomy weather outside, thought for a moment and then said, "Just send me a message if something like this happens these days."
"..."
Wang Rui looked at him puzzled.
Fu Yanye lowered his head and said lightly: "I don't want her to know too much."
"clear"
Wang Rui agreed and immediately went to see the big boss who was entrusted by Zhang Yuan.
Fu Yanye was in no hurry to go back. There was still a little bit of residual warmth on the lips he had just kissed. He thought about it, and there was a warm color between his eyebrows.
When Yuan Man and Chang Xia were standing at the door and saw him coming back, they immediately stood up straight, like two little girls who had done something wrong and neither of them dared to make any sound.
Fu Yanye said to them before opening the door: "You two, go and stand at the elevator entrance."
Yuan Man and Chang Xia looked at him doubtfully, and after a few seconds they said in unison: "Yes."
——
In the evening, Su Bai and Zhang Mingliang had dinner alone. There was a small box on the table, which looked quite exquisite. Zhang Mingliang asked him, "Is this a gift for Zhuo Jian?"
Su Bai couldn't eat it at first, and he couldn't eat it even more when he looked at the box.
"How about I send it there for you?"
Zhang Mingliang asked him tentatively.
Su Bai was also excited and thought about letting her give it away, but after thinking about it, he lowered his head again, put down his chopsticks and stood up: "No need."
He went to get the wine and the glass: "Drink some with me."
Zhang Mingliang had no objection. While watching him pour the wine, she asked him: "When did you buy her a gift?"
"A few days ago."
Su Bai didn't want to hide her, and he didn't feel the need to hide her.
In this life, there are always things you want to say, and you want someone who can tell you everything.
Zhang Mingliang looked at him: "You are so dedicated."
Su Baixiao: "Ms. Zhang, are you praising me?"
"I'm curious about something."
Zhang Mingliang said.
"But there's no harm in talking."
Su Bai felt that since he had told her such private things, he could also help her clear up her doubts.
"You seem to like Zhuo Jian very much, but you can hug each other outside and feel like a fish in water among those women. How do you do it?"
After Zhang Mingliang took the wine glass from him, she asked him seriously.
Su Bai: "..."
"That is, when you are with those women, don't you feel that you are not worthy of liking them?"
Zhang Mingliang continued to ask.
The wine glass Su Bai was holding could not reach his mouth. After trying it several times, he finally put it down helplessly, sighed, and asked her: "Those girls and I are just playing tricks on each other."