After Zhuo Jian and Yang Yi returned to the office, Ruxiang had already left, but someone wanted to find her and asked: "Hey! Our host Zhuo is back! The woman who dares to steal the man of the eldest daughter of the Lin family is indeed not an ordinary woman.
Where’s the stuff!”
Yang Yi turned to look at the colleague: "What are you talking about? Weird?"
"Teacher Yang, you don't understand what we girls talk about."
The female colleague gave him a wink and reminded him.
After hearing this, Zhuo Jian smiled lightly: "Teacher Yang, you really don't understand. Miss Zhang is praising me for being more courageous than her!"
Female colleague: "..."
"Is not it?"
Zhuo Jian saw that she looked unhappy and asked again.
"I said you are shameless! I didn't expect that you look innocent and harmless, but secretly you are a little! Slut!"
The female colleague said something and turned around to leave.
Zhuo Jian was indeed humiliated because of those three words after her.
Seeing that the man was about to leave, he took a deep breath, but still chased after him: "Stop!"
Yang Yi stood by the side. It was the first time he saw Zhuo Jian rushing like this, and he was still looking forward to it.
The woman stopped and looked at her: "What else do you want, little sweeper?"
"Isn't Mr. Liu's bed difficult to sleep on? I heard that his first two wives died in an unpleasant manner."
"What? You, you..."
"FD!"
Zhuo Jian managed to see her face turned pale, smiled slightly, gave her blessings and left her with a beautiful back.
Zhuo Jian originally thought that Mr. Liu's matter was over, until that day when he went to Xingguang to have dinner with Ouyang Ping and Li Yuqing. When he went to the bathroom, he happened to meet Mr. Liu there, and the person sitting on his lap was not at this time.
Her colleague had no color on his face.
Yang Yi was waiting for her at the door of her office. When she came back, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows in appreciation: "You caught a colleague's hand so quickly. It seems that you really can't be underestimated."
"An outstanding person like our teacher Yang will never have any leverage in my hands."
Zhuo Jian smiled and told him.
Yang Yi smiled: "I have to accompany your wife to watch a drama in the afternoon, so I'll go first."
"good!"
Zhuo Jian agreed and entered his office after watching him leave.
As soon as the door closed, she sat inside, and the smile on her face suddenly disappeared.
Or as a newcomer in the workplace, she has been in such an office since she first arrived. She cannot be too naive to think that everyone can get along harmoniously.
I don't know how many people will dislike her in the future, openly or covertly, so she has to be careful.
There was a vegetable sandwich placed next to the table. She picked it up, opened the package, and ate it carefully.
Soon Ouyang Ping came to her office: "Did you not read Weibo?"
Zhuo Jian looked at her in surprise: "Is there another big event?"
"The fact that Lin Ruxiang knelt down for you was posted on Weibo. You are now a third party that everyone can kill."
Ouyang Ping said, putting his mobile phone in front of her eyes.
Zhuo Jian clicked on the video and watched it. While watching it, she couldn't help but think, if she had known she would have torn her face off harder and made the person who is known as the evil woman in people's mouth more stable.
"I've been thinking about a question a lot lately, Zhuo Jian, have you ever thought that Lin Ruxiang might not be sick at all?"
Ouyang Ping lay in front of her desk and raised her doubts.
After hearing this, Zhuo Jian smiled: "I think I told you about her situation, right? It can't be false."
"But for a person with cancer, don't you think her physical strength and endurance are really great?"
Ouyang Ping asked again.
Zhuo Jian's eyebrows tightened slightly, but then he still shook his head: "But Fu Yanye is such a smart person, if it is fake, he will not notice it."
Ouyang Ping looked at her doubtfully: "So your trust in Lin Ruxiang depends on Fu Yanye?"
"..."
The sandwich in Zhuo Jian's hand no longer tasted good.
"Do you trust this man so much?"
Ouyang Ping asked again.
"Well! He is indeed quite trustworthy!"
Zhuo Jian said this and took another bite of the sandwich slowly.
But there was a murmur in her heart that she didn't completely trust him anymore, especially recently.
"A man's mouth is a liar! You are still too young!"
Ouyang Ping sighed.
Zhuo Jian looked at Ouyang Ping and thought that you were just as stupid as you thought I was.
Those people outside have no idea how sinister and cunning they think of me!
"Back to the topic, I think you should investigate this Lin Ruxiang carefully."
Ouyang Ping reminded her.
"But no matter whether her illness is real or fake, it's actually not my turn to worry about it."
It was true that she didn't want to spend too much thought on Lin Ruxiang.
"But she always comes to you, and everyone on the TV station thinks you are trying to steal her childhood sweetheart, or are you really trying to steal her?"
Ouyang Ping suddenly stared at her strangely.
Zhuo Jian looked at her for a few seconds and smiled: "I want to grab it, but I have to give her a chance!"
"To be honest, I even had the illusion that you are the boss's woman!"
"oh?"
Zhuo Jian's heart trembled, and he quickly lowered his eyes to prevent this top law student from seeing his guilty conscience.
"Really! I always feel that the way Fu Yanye looks at you is very sinister, as if he wants to take off your coat."
Ouyang Ping said.
"..."
Zhuo Jian felt that he had to be careful about the woman in front of him. She seemed to have some special powers.
After get off work in the evening, Zhuo Jian got on the Fu family's special car. The old lady said that the old man was back and asked her to go back for dinner.
When she arrived at Fu's house, Zhuo Jian couldn't help but look left and right, then straightened her body slightly and asked in a low voice: "Uncle Liu, Master Ye won't be back tonight?"
"I don't know about that! The old man asked me to pick up the young lady, but he didn't mention anything about the young master to me."
"oh!"
Zhuo Jian opened the door and got out of the car, and found that Fu Yanye's car was not there, so she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, hoping that he would be too busy to come back.
Otherwise, with his personality, he might really peel her off after reading today's hot searches.
However, she had just taken a few steps when she felt a ray of light coming over her. She subconsciously turned around and looked behind her, her heart trembling violently.
He is back?
Fu Yanye watched the woman in the coat standing there from a distance, but the car bypassed her and drove directly to the garage.
Zhuo Jian endured the thunderous heartbeat and entered the living room.
Can't be alone!
Zhuo Jian told herself this.
"The young lady is back!"
The aunt greeted her at the door.
"Well! Hello Aunt Zhang!"
Zhuo Jian nodded and called out obediently, then entered the living room.
Inside, the old man and the old lady were sitting in the first place. Wang Yue and Fu Zheng were sitting on the big sofa. Zhuo Jian walked over and said hello: "Grandpa, grandma, parents, I'm back!"
"Our baby Jian Jian is back. Come sit down with your grandparents!"
The old lady looked at Zhuo Jian with joy in her eyes.
Zhuo Jian sat down next to her and laughed with her.
"Next time that woman comes to see you, just slap her twice and ask the security guards to kick her out. There is no need at all..."
"The young master is back!"
The old lady was about to tell Zhuo Jian not to waste time with Lin Ruxiang, but she suddenly heard her aunt's voice and stopped.
But as soon as Fu Yanye approached the old lady, she snorted coldly: "Look what kind of woman you are attracted to? She goes to the TV station all day long to cause trouble for our baby Jian Jian."
Fu Yanye looked at Zhuo Jian with his dark eyes, and said in a low and strong voice: "How did you force Ruxiang to kneel to her before I asked her?"
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Zhuo Jian: "Oh, my soon-to-be ex-husband wants to prosecute him? Woohoo!" This chapter has been completed!