I don't deserve your love

"What are you afraid of? I'm not interested in cheap airports!"

Fu Yanye looked her up and down, humiliating her coldly.

"..."

Zhuo Jian's heart missed half a beat, because he put his hand on it while talking about not being interested.

Zhuo Jian held his wrist firmly. His wrist was very hard, but probably not as hard as his heart.

Just when she mistook him for humiliating her in this way, Fu Yanye suddenly pushed her out.

She fell on the bed and bounced up because of the speed.

She felt dizzy, and finally realized that she had really misunderstood, and he was just trying to push her.

Where did she offend him?

Let him bully her like this?

What's more, that night he was squeezed into the bed, and when Zhuo Jian wanted to get up, he held him down: "Sleep on the bed, or tie me up and sleep on the bed, you choose!"

Zhuo Jian put her hands on top of her head, looking into his dark eyes, she suddenly became quiet.

It's no good fighting him.

Later, Zhuo Jian lay obediently aside, with a quilt in the middle, and no one covered her.

Later, she fell into a drowsy sleep, her waist was heavy, and she didn't know where the pressure came from, but soon her body warmed up, and she fell asleep again.

-

It was already seven o'clock when I woke up the next day, and there was no one in Fu Yanye's bed.

Zhuo Jian suddenly thought of one thing, divorce.

She got out of bed quickly, and ran outside before she could put on her shoes.

Only when the door opened, he turned pale and stood at the door: "Why are you in such a hurry? Put your shoes on!"

Seeing him, Zhuo Jian breathed a sigh of relief, looked down at her bare feet, and then turned back to look for her shoes.

Fu Yanye was half-sitting by the cabinet by the wall, holding a glass of water and looking at her: "I have a fever!"

That sentence came out abruptly, as if asking for comfort.

Zhuo Jian suspected that she had misheard, and looked up at him from the bedside.

"39 degrees."

Fu Yanye continued to speak in that extremely weak and sincere tone.

Zhuo Jian's long eyelashes moved, and said, "Then you drink the medicine!"

"I don't like taking medicine!"

Fu Yanye suddenly lowered his eyes, the kind of stubborn rejection.

The aunt came up, took the two cut capsules in her hand, compared them to Zhuo Jian, then put them on the cabinet and went out quietly.

Fu Yanye frowned as he looked at the two pills.

But a big man, two capsules, what's the hesitation?

"You'd better eat quickly, we still have to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau!"

"My life is more important than the Civil Affairs Bureau!"

Fu Yanye said while holding a water glass.

Zhuo Jian walked over, picked up the two pills, and looked at him before snapping them open: "I didn't wash my hands, you stretch out your hands!"

Fu Yanye looked at her again with dark eyes, and then silently opened his hands.

His palm was thin and wide, and when she pinched it to push it down, it was far away.

When the medicine fell, he suddenly wanted to put his hand down. Zhuo Jian panicked and immediately grabbed his wrist: "If Ye Shao, who controls the fate of the whole city, doesn't even dare to take the medicine, what will he think?"

"How would others know?"

He glanced at her clean little hands, felt the warmth, and then looked at her again.

Zhuo Jian raised her eyes, then sighed helplessly: "I can tell! It must be very profitable to sell Ye Shao's gossip."

Fu Yanye stared at her for a long time without speaking.

Zhuo Jian put two pills in his hand, then looked up at him: "Don't be afraid, I won't really sell your news, take it quickly!"

Fu Yanye just glanced at the two pills in his palm, and then slowly lowered his palm...

Zhuo Jian was so frightened that he was half dead, and reflexively held his hand again, and looked at him in shock: "Don't do this!"

"How?"

"Like a child!"

"..."

Fu Yanye frowned again.

"Only children need to be coaxed to take medicine, you..."

A married man, maybe he can be a father in the next year, so childish.

Suddenly thinking of Ruxiang's physical condition, she thought she was too careless!Damn it!

"I didn't ask you to coax!"

Fu Yanye looked at the hand under the back of his hand and said.

His dry voice always made her heart rippling again and again, and her eyes were warm.

"Then finish your meal quickly, and we'll go get a divorce after breakfast."

"How can I go out when I'm like this? And it's so windy outside today, the condition will get worse when I go out."

"..."

Zhuo Jian didn't know how she stood here to be tortured by him. Anyway, at this moment, she really wanted to scold him.

But in the end, because of a phone call, she regained her senses.

It was Li Yuqing, she answered his call.

"It's windy today, do you want me to pick you up?"

Li Yongqing asked her on the phone.

Zhuo Jian smiled after hearing this: "No, I'll be there later!"

After Zhuo Jian finished speaking, she hung up the phone, and then looked at the man leaning against the cabinet.

He was looking at her indifferently, as if a knife was about to stab her in his eyes!

"Are you going to date this man?"

When Fu Yanye asked this sentence, his heart clenched.

"Maybe! He's nice!"

If someone else asked, she would directly reply that it was impossible.

Li Yuqing is more like a big brother, she will make it clear to Li Yuqing today.

But she didn't want him to know about this kind of thing.

Fu Yanye put down the water glass and medicine in his hand, and walked slowly towards her.

Zhuo Jian's heels were soft again, but this time she stood there firmly.

Fu Yanye walked up to her: "How is he better than me?"

Zhuo Jian's heart trembled, and she replied with a smile, "Hold me an umbrella when it's raining, bring me milk tea after recording the show, take me home after get off work, and more importantly..."

"What is it?"

"He smiled at me!"

What Zhuo Jian said was true, Li Yuqing always had the most tolerant smile on her.

But the more Fu Yanye listened, the more he felt that the man should disappear.

Why are you laughing at other people's women?

"So you are in a hurry to get a divorce because you want to be with him?"

"is it not OK?"

Zhuo Jian asked him.

Fu Yanye fell silent suddenly, only looking at her coldly.

Zhuo Jian looked at the medicine on the table, and suddenly remembered that one day a few years ago, he was also sick, and it was Ruxiang who coaxed him to take the medicine.

"Or only sister Ruxiang can coax you to take the medicine!"

After Zhuo Jian finished speaking, she smiled politely, bypassed him and left.

Fu Yanye looked down at the hand that she had just held, his mind was full of last night, when he opened the car door, he saw Li Yuqing was holding her hand.

My heart is like an ant on a hot pan.

Fu Yanye didn't even go downstairs to eat.

Zhuo Jian was very disappointed in him.

Another day of divorce?

Fu's car took her to the TV station.

The black nanny car was parked there again.

"Miss Zhuo, 5 minutes!"

The driver ran out and said to her respectfully.

Zhuo Jian looked into the car again.

Inside sat a man who was nearly fifty years old. Of course, he was in good condition, with the sophistication of a long-time shopping mall.

She sat in, and the two sat opposite each other. The man looked at her and smiled slightly.