Until she felt her hand getting warmer, she lowered her head and saw his hand with the ring warming hers. Her clear eyes looked at him again: "It's good, it's really good."
She said it from the bottom of her heart.
Fu Yanye suddenly couldn't see through her anymore.
She's not angry?
He wasn't sure.
But I was quietly happy in my heart.
Doesn't the fact that she is not angry prove that she has never loved Sheng Xin at all, and there is nothing between her and Sheng Xin.
She just wanted to use Sheng Xin to push him away.
Fu Yanye couldn't help but squeeze her hand again, but Zhuo Jian suddenly pulled her hand away, then walked around him towards the door.
"Mr. Fu, it's time for you to go."
Zhuo Jian walked to the door and opened the door.
The bodyguard outside watched the door open and glanced in reflexively.
But he didn't see anything clearly, and the door was suddenly closed from the inside.
Inside the door, Fu Yanye dragged Zhuo Jian to the door panel, holding the door with one hand and pinching her chin with the other, "Who said I was leaving?"
Zhuo Jian had no negative emotions this time. Looking at the drunkenness in his eyes, she asked him gently: "Do you want me to leave? It's so late, aren't you afraid that I will get sick?"
"I'm afraid you'll get sick? How could you get sick when I'm here?"
Fu Yanye said, lowering his eyes, and his two thin lips were about to kiss hers.
Zhuo Jian turned her face sideways and smelled the smell of alcohol in his breath. She pressed her hands against the door panel without any distracting thoughts and whispered: "Fu Yanye, love really has a shelf life. I just don't love you anymore."
Fu Yanye's hand lost the warmth of her chin and rested on the side of her shoulder. His dark eyes lowered, feeling her indifference and presence up close.
"When does it begin?"
Fu Yanye asked her in a low voice.
Zhuo Jian looked sideways at the bonsai beside him, thought for a moment, and replied calmly, "It wasn't when the child who died in place of Chengcheng left. Later I thought, it should have been earlier, after knowing that my father begged you to save his life.
And that should be the time when you are hopeless."
Fu Yanye didn't speak, just thinking quietly about that time when he went to find her, everything was fine, but she suddenly knew the truth.
Damn Lin Jiaoyang and Shen Lanxin.
However, both of them were worse off than dead now. No matter how much hatred he had, he didn't care about it for the time being. He just slowly raised his eyes again, and when he looked at Zhuo Jian, he found that she was even colder.
"There have been too many unpleasant things happening between us in the past few years. Every time something like this happens, my feelings for you decrease a little bit, and then, as of today, there is nothing left at all."
After Zhuo Jian finished speaking, she slowly turned her head and looked up at him again, looking into his eyes as dark as the abyss.
"Then why are Chengli and Chengqing left?"
He stared into her eyes, but could no longer see clearly.
"They are not only your flesh and blood, but also mine. When I knew they were coming, I firmly believed that I would give birth to them."
Zhuo Jian’s sincere explanation.
"You don't want to give them a healthy family? Don't want them to have a father and mother?"
Fu Yanye didn't even dare to ask her again if she didn't have any place in her heart. He only dared to ask this question.
She is too cold.
She is too sensible.
She is so terrible.
He felt like his heart was being pushed away.
"Of course I want them to have the love of both father and mother. Of course I want them to have the love of many, many people. But if so many children in single-parent families will all live unhappy lives? Character determines everything, I miss you.
My child will not be pessimistic."
Zhuo Jian said firmly.
Fu Yanye's straight back arched a little, and he slowly took a step back. His lowered black eyes suddenly looked at her again, and asked her with difficulty: "What if I say, I love you?"
"you love me?"
Zhuo Jian looked up at him with her clear eyes. For a long time, she asked these three words uncertainly in a hoarse voice for some reason.