I don't deserve your love

Fu Yanye was on the other end of the phone: "Huh?"

"Honey, I met Miss Ruxiang, I'll talk to her first, I'll talk about it later, okay?"

After Zhuo Jian finished talking on the phone sweetly, she leaned against the door and looked at Lin Ruxiang coquettishly.

Mingming smiled softly, but his eyes were cold and restrained, making people afraid to approach easily.

Lin Ruxiang smashed his teeth and swallowed it in his stomach, snorting coldly.

"Brother Rui, don't stop me, why did you ask Yuan Man to let Miss Lin go?"

Zhuo Jian smiled at Lin Ruxiang and asked Wang Rui.

"I didn't keep an eye on her."

Wang Rui responded cooperatively.

Yuan Man slowly withdrew his foot, the sharpness in his eyes remained undiminished, and after he stood up, he turned around, but he was respectful: "Madam, I came to fetch the water bottle for the young master, and I saw this woman looking for trouble here."

Seeing Yuan Man like that, Zhuo Jian knew that Lin Ruxiang really disgusted Yuan Man. Zhuo Jian smiled and said to Lin Ruxiang, "Don't be too angry. Fortunately, you met Yuan Man. If Chang Xia saw you, I guess At least your bones will be broken, and at worst you will fall down the stairs."

Lin Ruxiang: "..."

"Don't be so rude to Miss Lin in the future?"

Zhuo Jian whispered to Yuan Man.

"Yes!"

Yuan Man also pretended to agree, thinking to himself, I didn't beat her to death because I didn't want to go to jail.

"Zhuo Jian, I just came up to say hello out of kindness."

Lin Ruxiang felt like a joke, and immediately explained it arrogantly.

"In the future, if Ms. Lin can't be persuaded to leave, just ask the local security personnel to drive her away. She doesn't deserve to dirty our hands and feet."

Zhuo Jian ignored her and just told Yuan Man and Wang Rui.

"..."

Lin Ruxiang looked at Zhuo Jian in astonishment.

Yuan Man suddenly couldn't help laughing, "Yes."

That sound was yes, and the promise was very straightforward.

Seeing Yuan Man's finally satisfied expression, Wang Rui couldn't help looking at her with doting eyes.

As for Lin Ruxiang...

"Zhuo Jian, are we enemies now?"

"If enemies are divided into levels, our hatred value should be quite high?"

"Yes, I do hate you, you made me what I am now."

Seeing that Zhuo Jian did not hide the situation with her, Lin Ruxiang gritted his teeth and said.

"It's obvious that you are the demon yourself and you still have to rely on others, Lin Ruxiang, are you really afraid that you won't even have someone to collect your body when you die?"

Zhang Mingmei also poked her head out, looked at her sharply and asked a question.

Lin Ruxiang was startled when she saw Zhang Mingmei, "You two can get together, hmph, it's not that my Lin family is deserted, it's you people, be careful if you mess with me."

Zhuo Jian just watched her speak harshly quietly.

The hatred in Lin Ruxiang's eyes was undisguised.

In fact, Lin Ruxiang's physical condition is really not good up to now.

A person who is 1.7 meters tall looks only over 80 kilograms. Although he wears makeup, there is nothing but hatred in his eyes, and he looks in a bad spirit.

What does she live on?

Hate?

Zhuo Jian suddenly figured this out.

Lin Ruxiang walked a few steps while supporting the wall, then suddenly turned around, "Zhuo Jian, our war is still going on."

Zhuo Jian smiled: "Yes."

Lin Ruxiang hated her always smiling, turning around and leaving.

After she left, Zhuo Jian and Zhang Mingmei went back to the private room, and Zhang Mingmei asked, "Has this person been pestering you all this time?"

"I'm kind of scared sometimes."

Zhuo Jian held the teacup in her hand, and when she said this, her shoulders shrank.

Zhang Mingmei looked up at her, witnessed some things, and could understand Zhuo Jian's fear.

"Don't be too nervous, you bring the most powerful bodyguards with you wherever you go, besides, look at her now, the Lin family has gone bankrupt, what else can she do? It's not outdated nowadays Hi, when I see you, let's make a joke, shall we?"

Zhang Mingmei said.

"hope so."

Zhuo Jian didn't dare to take it lightly.

Zhang Mingmei looked at Zhuo Jian for a while, and found that Zhuo Jian seemed to be very insecure about this matter, but she didn't say any more.

Sometimes the more you talk about an insecure thing, the more nervous you are.

After the two of them finished their meal, they left the restaurant. Fu Yanye's car was parked outside, and not far away, Fu Yanye was chatting with a friend holding Chengcheng.

After Zhang Mingmei saw it, she couldn't help but smiled and said, "I really envy your husband and wife, I'm leaving."

Zhuo Jian nodded to her, "Be careful on the road."

"it is good."

Zhang Mingmei looked for her car with her bag on her back, and Zhuo Jian walked towards Fu Yanye and the others.

Fu Yanye turned around to see her when he heard the voice, and saw that she was in a good mood, so he said, "Come and say hello, this is Zhao Lin, the little girl that grandpa said last time going to work in the company is his sister."

Zhuo Jian raised her eyes to see the man with a fair appearance but thin, and nodded: "Hello."

"Sister-in-law is really beautiful, no wonder you don't go outside to mess around."

Zhao Lin joked.

"When did I mess around?"

Fu Yanye immediately became serious.

There are some things that I obviously haven't done, but I feel guilty when people joke about them?

After chatting for a few more words, the couple got into the car with Chengcheng in their arms.

Fu Yanye habitually lets Cheng Cheng sit in the back by himself, and Cheng Cheng is naturally used to it.

Zhuo Jian sat in front with him, and he couldn't help looking at her a few times after the car started.

Zhuo Jianjian also looked at him curiously: "Why do you keep looking at me?"

"Are you all right?"

Fu Yanye asked.

Zhuo Jian thought for a while, then smiled when she understood, "What can I do, she will only suffer."

You don't even need to mention the name, you know who it is.

Hearing what she said, Fu Yanye felt relieved and drove with peace of mind.

Zhuo Jian leaned lightly on his shoulder and murmured, "I'm sleepy."

"Get home, wash and go to sleep."

Fu Yanye said.

"Ah."

Zhuo Jian agreed, and began to close her eyes and meditate.

After the car returned to Shengyuan, not only Zhuo Jian fell asleep, but his son also fell asleep behind him.

From the rearview mirror, Fu Yanye looked at Cheng Cheng's drooling face after sleeping and smiled helplessly, then looked at the woman sleeping on his shoulder, his whole heart was soft and warm.

He gently held her hand, and the wedding rings on their hands warmed his heart even more.

It's autumn.

The wind outside doesn't seem to be as warm as it was a few days ago.

It seems that only one rain is missing, and they can wear long sleeves.

Fu Yanye clasped her fingers tightly, until Cheng Cheng started humming and Zhuo Jian woke up, and the two of them had no choice but to let go.

Zhuo Jian opened his eyes in a daze, and turned to look at Cheng Cheng: "Did he pee again?"

"I'll go and have a look, shall we go home and sleep again?"

Fu Yanye looked at her with dark eyes and asked softly.

"Ah."

Zhuo Jian's heart warmed up.

After he got out of the car, Zhuo Jian came to his senses, did they actually fall asleep in the car?

Soon after, the three of them went back inside together.

It used to be two people taking the elevator, then it was three people.

Maybe in the near future, there will be four.

Zhuo Jian leaned against Fu Yanye's shoulder, and Fu Yanye hugged her son, standing firmly for her to lean on.

After the two of them got home, Zhuo Jian went to take a bath first, and after taking a bath, she felt refreshed.

The phone rang, it was Zhang Mingmei's WeChat, telling her: "I have returned to Fanxing."

Zhuo Jian smiled unconsciously, looked up and saw that Cheng Cheng was already sleeping soundly on the small bed, leaned over, and kissed him lightly on the cheek.

Chengcheng is really just like the elders call it, they are their precious hearts.

Fu Yanye returned to the bed after taking a shower, lay on her back and hugged her, whispering: "Are you sleepy?"

He didn't bring his pajamas to the bathroom, so when he came out, he took off the towel as soon as he got into the bed, and his whole body was icy and cold against her.

Zhuo Jian reflexively wanted to bounce away.

Fu Yanye hugged her tightly, pressed his chin on her shoulder, and asked again in a low voice: "Are you sleepy?"