I don't deserve your love

Fu Yanye felt guilty when she saw her, and turned his head to look away: "The password has been reset, it's our wedding day!"

"Master Ye!"

"Only the two of us know, it's safe!"

Fu Yanye added another sentence without waiting for her to say anything else.

Zhuo Jian's heart tightened when he heard it, only the two of them knew?

"But I don't feel safe!"

She grumbled, then looked away with a cold face.

But Fu Yanye looked at her, her unsafe sound seemed to mean something, he immediately frowned and questioned her: "You don't think I'm unsafe, do you?"

Zhuo Jian told him with his eyes that you are very self-aware.

"Joke, when did I do something that made you unsafe? When did you have something to do and I didn't solve it for you immediately?"

Fu Yanye didn't know why he was guilty, but he quickly refuted it.

Zhuo Jian thought of the scene where he kicked the man who wanted to splash her paint away in the morning, and unconsciously glanced at his long legs, but then said to him very calmly: "We are all going to divorce Now, keep your distance!"

Fu Yanye frowned when he heard the word divorce: "Do you think about divorce every day?"

"Shouldn't I think about it? You gave me the divorce agreement as soon as I came back!"

Zhuo Jian returned to him.

Fu Yanye was so blocked that he almost couldn't get up, so he sneered angrily: "I gave you the divorce agreement and didn't tell you to think about divorce every day. Besides, what if..."

"What if?"

"What if you don't want to leave?"

"impossible!"

Zhuo Jian immediately denied it.

"How is it impossible? If you don't have a good life after the divorce, and your intestines are green with regret, I won't turn back!"

"I don't turn back, so don't worry, if I have to find another man, I will definitely find a rich and powerful one, so that I won't regret it too much."

"Zhuo Jian!"

Fu Yanye's heart exploded when he heard this.

He meant to remind her not to think about divorce all the time, but what was she thinking?

She was already thinking about looking for it again?

Is she just tired of being his wife?

Want to get a new one?

Fu Yanye's cell phone rang, and both of them subconsciously glanced at the table, where the word Lin Ruxiang was displayed on the screen.

Zhuo Jian shut her mouth and did not speak again.

Fu Yanye glanced at her, and when he lowered his eyes to look at the phone again, he soon had an idea, and went directly to turn on the speakerphone: "Hello?"

"Yan Ye, are you coming today? I want you to take me to see grandma. I was too excited to scare grandma yesterday. I want to apologize to her."

Ruxiang said in a weak voice on the phone.

"You'd better not bother her anymore. It's not like you don't know that she doesn't like to see you. Take care of yourself."

Fu Yanye said lightly.

"Okay! I listen to you! But are you still here today? I miss you a little!"

The voice over there is becoming less and less suitable for a third person to hear.

Zhuo Jian consciously looked away, Fu Yanye looked at her, and then said coldly: "I'll see you when I go! Hang up!"

He hung up the phone quickly, and then leaned gracefully on the sofa, with his hands lightly resting on the armrest, looking at the woman who seemed to be looking for something: "What are you looking for?"

"I didn't find anything, I should go!"

"Did you forget what your grandparents told you? Let's visit her old man together."

Fu Yanye reminded her.

Zhuo Jian had already stood up, and couldn't help asking him after listening to his words: "Then can I go back and change my clothes now?"

Before he could reply, the phone rang again. Fu Yanye connected and only said: "Send it up!"

"Go and open the door for Secretary Wu!"

"Secretary Wu?"

"Ok!"

Zhuo Jian didn't know much about the situation, but she went to open the door anyway, and Secretary Wu really came up shortly afterwards, holding a big bag in her hand: "Ma'am, this is the change of clothes Mr. Fu asked me to bring to you. "

Zhuo Jian stretched out his hand to take it dully, and said with a smile after regaining consciousness: "Thank you! But..."

"I still have work, so don't bother me for now!"

Secretary Wu left in a hurry without waiting for her to finish speaking. Zhuo Jian watched her back quickly disappear into the elevator, but couldn't help but have a big question mark in her mind, "Ma'am?"

Secretary Wu used to call her Miss Zhuo.

Why did you suddenly change your mouth?

She carried the box into the room, looked inside again, and asked him reflexively, "Why did you ask Secretary Wu to buy this kind of clothes for me?"

"Then shall I buy it?"

Fu Yanye asked her back.

In addition to the long clothes, there are also close-fitting clothes inside the bag.

When he asked such a question, Zhuo Jian couldn't say anything more, so she went to find a room to change.

Fu Yanye looked at her back and couldn't help raising his eyebrows. Although what happened this morning made him very unhappy, Secretary Wu's words about Mrs. just now made him feel happy physically and mentally!

Wearing a long white dress, Zhuo Jian brushed her hair, looked at herself in the mirror, and unconsciously said that Secretary Wu really had a good eye.

Fu Yanye's eyes lit up when he saw her go out again, and he was secretly proud.

"Thank you for asking Secretary Wu to buy me clothes. How much is it? I'll call you."

"Are you always so perfunctory when thanking others?"

Seeing that she was going to make it clear to him, Fu Yanye asked her an unhappy question.

Zhuo Jian looked at him suspiciously: "What do you mean?"

Someone did something for her, and she expressed her gratitude, is there a problem?

"Since you want to thank you, you have to show sincerity!"

"..."

Zhuo Jian looked at him incomprehensibly.

Fu Yanye was annoyed by her look, and asked her: "Make a sandwich, do you want to eat it?"

Zhuo Jian saw that he had already got up and walked towards the kitchen. She was overwhelmed by this topic, but soon she followed: "Then can I make you a sandwich to express my gratitude?"

Fu Yanye froze in opening the refrigerator, then turned to look at her, beckoning her to come forward.

Zhuo Jian walked over, and he was still standing tall and staring at her.

"Can't you let it go?"

Zhuo Jian asked him.

"Can you still cook?"

Fu Yanye asked.

"Otherwise? I have stayed abroad for three years. I can't do anything else. Can I still eat?"

"Then why have you been asking me to do it for so long since you came back?"

Fu Yanye said he couldn't understand.

"..."

Not long after, Zhuo Jian couldn't help laughing, and then took out the ingredients from the refrigerator.

She really convinced Boss Fu, what was going on in his mind all day long?

Why would she cook for a man who was going to divorce her?

And she never asked him to do it, it was he who took the initiative every time.

Fu Yanye followed her, and when she saw her about to fry the meat, she suddenly said, "I'm also a vegetarian this morning!"

Not wanting to say anything more to him, Zhuo Jian nodded and followed his request.

"Milk or juice?"

Zhuo Jian prepared a sandwich and asked him again.

"Milk!"

Fu Yanye doesn't like to drink those sour or sweet drinks.

Zhuo Jian followed her advice to heat the milk again.

After she put the breakfast on the table perfectly, she saw him standing in front of the glazed table and looking straight at her, which made her feel confused for a while, and asked him: "Is there something on my face?"

Fu Yanye stepped forward, pinched her chin with his hand, and saw that the fingerprints on her face had almost receded, and at the same time she was relieved, but at the same time moved closer: "Stay here!"