I don't deserve your love

They have known each other for over 20 years!

Before the divorce, he kissed her!

In response to his violent kiss at that moment, Zhuo Jian's heart beat like thunder, and her brain stopped functioning.

Fu Yanye is undoubtedly strong and domineering in this regard, tearing her up wantonly like an easy prey.

Zhuo Jian pressed her hands against his chest in a panic, and immediately moved her hands away because of the scorching heat. Her hands touched the cold staircase wall behind her. She regained consciousness, but no matter how much she hummed, he swallowed them all. into the mouth.

A word suddenly came to her mind, it is very gentle for someone who loves you to kiss you!

Like the prelude to a violent storm, he kissed her until her legs became weak and she was almost unconscious.

The mobile phone in Zhuo Jian's bag rang, causing a strange movement in the originally ambiguous and wanton small space.

Fu Yanye's kiss gradually stopped.

The big palm caressed her face but did not move away for a long time. He was breathing and looking at her.

It never occurred to him to violate her like this.

He doesn't love her!

Fu Yanye's thumb gently wiped the drool at the corner of her mouth, as well as the blood that flowed from his bite: "Sorry!"

Hoarse and low voice.

Zhuo Jian only felt that her heart was being torn apart. She raised her head and saw his dark eyes, raised her warm little hand, and lightly hit his outline.

Fu Yanye turned his face slightly, and the side she touched turned slightly red.

There was a soft sound in the small space, which was extremely ear-piercing!

Zhuo Jian was also frightened by her action, but she didn't think she made a mistake.

They will divorce in an hour, and he has no right to humiliate her like this.

If being sorry is useful, then she is not the restrained and forbearing Zhuo Jian at this moment.

She wanted to have him a long time ago!

She clenched her slender fingers, her voice was hoarse and trembling, extremely rational and ruthless: "You know what kind of temper I used to be, Fu Yanye, this is the last time!"

Her tears still fell, but as soon as the elevator opened, she got up against the elevator and ran away from him.

The wind blew on her face, but it couldn't blow away the depression in her heart.

She has loved him for so many years, and never dared to deviate from the law.

She never called him by his first name directly, and she didn't expect that it was because of this the first time.

Zhuo Jian couldn't stop her tears from streaming down, and she couldn't stop the pain in her heart as if being forcibly cut open with a blunt knife.

She ran home quickly, and went upstairs to get the household registration book immediately.

Soon after, Fu Yanye received her WeChat message.

Ah Jian: "I'll wait for you at the gate of the Civil Affairs Bureau!"

Almost half an hour had passed since the elevator opened and closed. His tall body was indifferently leaning against the wall of the stairs, and his face was expressionless.

Divorce, this is what he will do with her next!

This is what he asked for!

He raised his hand to touch his lips, and the muffled groans and murmurs that she had just been kissed by him emerged in his mind, and his breath became more and more difficult and tormented.

Until the elevator opened again on the top floor, and the thin woman stood at the door, he suddenly woke up, but was extremely disappointed.

Ru Xiang walked in from the outside: "Ah Jian left?"

"Ok!"

He lowered his head, closed the wechat that he watched repeatedly, and put his phone in his trouser pocket.

Ru Xiang watched silently, stood next to him, and asked him with a smile: "Yan Ye, can I be your wife now? I can finally do it before I die, right?"

Fu Yanye suddenly turned his head to look at her, his eyes were cold and distant, which made her feel strange.

"Don't curse yourself like that!"

Fu Yanye said.

"You know my physical condition, and you helped me find my doctor."

Ru Xiang said kindly.

Fu Yanye was suddenly silent, and when the elevator opened on the first floor, his dark eyes glanced out.

Ruxiang went out with him, and suddenly it began to rain lightly.

Fu Yanye looked at the rain outside and said in a low voice, "You wait for me here, I'll go and drive the car over!"

"Yan Ye!"

Ruxiang suddenly stopped him.

Fu Yanye turned to look at her, Ruxiang smiled: "Can I go with you?"

Fu Yanye was puzzled.

"Let's go to the Civil Affairs Bureau!"

Ruxiang's eyes were pitiful and longing.

Fu Yanye hesitated for a moment, but then said, "As you wish!"

He goes to drive.

Ruxiang was waiting for him at the door, it was raining lightly outside, but she couldn't help being excited.

Soon, he'd be disengaged from that woman and be with her.

She will soon become Mrs. Fu, Fu Yanye's woman.

Thinking of this, Ru Xiang became agitated, even breathing.

When Fu Yanye got to the car, the rain became more and more dense. For a long time, he couldn't get rid of Zhuo Jian's aggrieved appearance in the elevator.

Did he treat her badly?

In these years, he asked himself that he had never done anything sorry for her, and he took good care of her family.

But she said it was the last time.

Fu Yanye couldn't help raising her hand to touch the corner of her lips that had been touched by her lips.

There was no longer her temperature there, but for some reason, he suddenly wanted to continue.

Fu Yanye got into the car, took out his mobile phone and dialed a number: "A meeting!"

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Zhuo Jian has been waiting at the gate of the Civil Affairs Bureau, but her show is about to start, and he still hasn't arrived.

The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, she watched and decided not to wait so foolishly.

She took out her mobile phone and dialed his number, but no one answered until very late.

"Hi, hello, I'm Mr. Fu's secretary. Mr. Fu is in a meeting. Is there anything you need me to convey?"

"..."

He's already in a meeting?

What could be more important than a divorce?

Zhuo Jian didn't speak, and after hanging up the phone, she looked at the heavy rain again.

Soon, someone came out of a black car with an umbrella and ran towards her.

Seeing that person, Zhuo Jian couldn't help smiling: "Yuqing!"

"It's going to be late!"

Li Yuqing put the umbrella on top of her head.

Zhuo Jian left with him.

The news at noon was broadcast live on time. She changed into a black suit, combed her long hair, put on light makeup, and was meticulous.

Fu Yanye finished watching her news in the office.

It was still raining heavily outside, and the last picture of her on TV was taking off her earphones, talking to her colleagues, and laughing.

When Zhuo Jian was on the TV station, she was never lonely. She had an endless stream of admirers, and Li Yuqing was even more attentive.

She had a simple lunch, but her working hours were always full. She didn't leave the TV station until the evening.

But last time the driver came again and stood at the door holding an umbrella. Seeing her coming out, he put the umbrella on top of her head before she opened her umbrella: "Miss Zhuo, our boss said, even if it's just two words Words are also possible."

"Your boss doesn't know me well enough! It won't be too late to say something after he understands."

Zhuo Jian politely explained to him, but when she was about to open the umbrella, someone walked up to her again: "I'll take you back, it's raining too much tonight."

It's Li Yuqing.

Zhuo Jian felt that she didn't know what kind of good luck it was, that she never lacked an umbrella above her head.

When Li Yuqing was driving her back, she received a call from the Fu family's old house: "Baby Jian Jian, grandma will make your favorite kidney bean stuffed dumplings tonight. Don't rush to leave after get off work. The driver has already picked you up!"

"Grandma, I'm already on my way home!"

Zhuo Jian was particularly moved by the old man who always thought of her after eating something delicious, but today, no matter how she looked at it, she shouldn't go.

"But the driver seems to have already set off."

Grandma suddenly said, as if there was no way to stop that matter.