"I'm waiting for my wife to go home after drinking with her friends."
Fu Yanye explained again.
Ouyang Ping: "..."
"What are you talking about? Who is your wife?"
After hearing this, Zhuo Jian couldn't help but turn her head and glare at him to remind him.
"The woman who almost bit my neck off just now."
Fu Yanye said and deliberately touched the place where she bit her.
The lighting in this place was very dim, so Qi Yan looked like she wanted to strangle him to death.
Ouyang Ping couldn't help but laugh: "So the person who sent me a message on WeChat on Ajian's mobile phone saying they were a couple is actually not Ajian, but Mr. Fu?"
"Miss Ouyang has great eyesight!"
Fu Yanye saw Zhuo Jian drinking heavily again, and admitted to Ouyang Ping unhurriedly.
Ouyang Ping couldn't help but give him a high look, then looked at the woman who was so angry with him that she didn't speak and only drank, and reminded: "Drink less."
Zhuo Jian now wishes she could get drunk and sleep until she wakes up and realizes that what she heard was all hallucinations.
But then she heard the magnetic male voice next to her, saying: "It's okay! Let her drink more, so I can take care of her tonight."
The wine in Zhuo Jian's hand suddenly lost its aroma!
"Keep drinking, drink more! Anyway, I'm here, no one can touch a hair on your head."
Fu Yanye saw her stop and encouraged her even more.
Zhuo Jian held the wine bottle in her hand, but turned to look at him, really wishing that this person would disappear from her eyes.
Ouyang Ping found it interesting to see the two of them like that, but she didn't want Zhuo Jian to be bullied, so she said, "It's better to drink less, we have to work tomorrow."
Zhuo Jian placed the wine bottle heavily on the table and stopped looking at him.
Fu Yanye leaned forward, took away her bottle, and continued drinking.
Zhuo Jian: "..."
Ouyang Ping was also surprised. It was rumored that Fu's CEO had severe mysophobia, but he actually drank the same wine Zhuo Jian drank.
Ouyang Ping turned her head and whispered in Zhuo Jian's ear: "Let's break up tonight. Let's meet up another day."
Zhuo Jian couldn't stay any longer and picked up her bag and cell phone: "Then let's go!"
"I'm leaving first! Mr. Fu, if you have time, I want to give you an interview, okay?"
Ouyang Ping pressed Zhuo Jian's shoulders to prevent her from joining him, and asked Fu Yanye.
"ask her!"
Fu Yanye smiled, pointed at Zhuo Jian and said to her.
"Okay! Then I'll take the first step!"
Ouyang Ping and Zhuo Jian waved their hands and left first.
When Zhuo Jian saw Ouyang Ping leaving, he suddenly felt that danger was looming, and subconsciously wanted to chase after her.
"Where?"
Fu Yanye caught her in time.
Zhuo Jian looked back at him: "Why are you holding me back?"
"Didn't you kiss me enough just now?"
Fu Yanye only said this and pressed her down on the couch before she could refute.
Tonight, no matter how many pairs of eyes there were in this bar, he wanted to kiss her without restraint.
There was a lot of entertainment around, and the people on the sofa were already trapped.
Zhuo Jian never dared to think that Fu Yanye would kiss her, let alone his forceful domination, or that he would do it in public.
But on this day, it was a parking lot and a bar.
A couple sat down not far from them, glanced at them, and then the two of them entangled themselves.
Zhuo Jian soon heard the hum of the girl next to him, and his heart trembled. He grabbed his shirt and called him in a low voice: "Fu Yanye!"
"Um?"
Fu Yanye naturally heard the sound that shouldn't be here.
But he wanted to do to her what the other boyfriends and girlfriends did in the bar, so he continued.
Zhuo Jian grabbed his shirt to no avail, so she started grabbing his wrists. His hands moved everywhere, messing up her clothes.
"Don't be so resistant! Be good!"
Fu Yanye breathed into her ear, and after speaking, he sucked the edge of her red ear.
Zhuo Jian snorted unconsciously, and the next second he realized that it was his own voice, and immediately covered his mouth with the back of his hand.
His mouth smelled of alcohol, and he kissed her from the edge of her ear to her neck. It was not as fierce as she had bitten him in the utility room, but he was sucking slowly and slowly.
Zhuo Jian couldn't help but moan with a cry. Fu Yanye left her skin slightly and stared at her with his dark eyes: "Baby, let's change places."
"..."
Zhuo Jian was confused and was carried up.
She felt like she was being thrown in the air and spun around, and then she watched him take her bag and mobile phone with stars in her eyes, and soon they walked into the lively crowd.
Many people watched the tall man carry a thin woman away.
At this time, few people recognized that it was Fu Yanye.
No one even recognized that the girl on his shoulder who was about to be eaten was the anchor of the noon news.
Zhuo Jian was dizzy for a long time, and it wasn't until they left the bar that a gust of cold wind blew over her, making her scalp numb, and she finally regained consciousness.
But soon, the person was put into the back seat of the spacious car.
He held the back of her head with his warm palms and lowered her into the seat.
Zhuo Jian listened to the commotion outside and subconsciously wanted to get up immediately.
But soon, the car door was closed, and he held her on his lap when she got up and wanted to run from the other side: "Where do you want to go? Huh?"
"Can you be more sensible? Have you forgotten that Ruxiang is still waiting for you inside?"
Zhuo Jian felt that she was about to collapse when she sat on his lap.
"Ruxiang has Su Bai taking care of her. All I have to do now is take good care of you."
As Fu Yanye said this, he couldn't help but put his hands into her clothes.
Zhuo Jian was so anxious that he almost cried, so he could only try his best to persuade him, "Fu Yanye, don't be like this, we are going to get a divorce."
"How dare you say something about divorce again?"
Fu Yanye laid her down in his arms and stared at her threateningly with his dark eyes.
"..."
Zhuo Jian immediately dared not say anything and looked at him with anger.
"I just imagine being like an ordinary man when he is with his woman."
Fu Yanye whispered to her again after she calmed down.
Zhuo Jian wanted to cry even more, what kind of ordinary man and his own woman?
Are they in this kind of relationship?
"Jian, I want to..."
His two thin lips reached her ears, and the younger brother murmured.
Zhuo Jian's heart was beating like thunder, and she shrank into his arms in disbelief, her voice hoarse and helpless: "No, no!"
"You do not want?"
Fu Yanye asked her in a hoarse voice, looking at her with a darker look.
Zhuo Jian thought to himself, am I thinking of a ghost?
"But……"
He leaned into her ear again, and his words became more explicit.
Zhuo Jian's shy face was about to bleed. Feeling that he was still going to mess up, she grabbed his strong wrist and mustered up the courage to look up at him: "Fu Yanye, we can't!"
"What if we don't get divorced? I promise!"
His hands were wrapped around her skin and couldn't be separated.
Zhuo Jian couldn't guess how true or false his words were. She hugged her arms that she couldn't control and looked up at him.
She had seen with her own eyes how much he doted on Ruxiang, but now he was treating her like this?