Zhuo Jian suddenly came back to his senses and asked him angrily.
"Do you deserve to know?"
Fu Yanye asked her with a mocking smile.
"..."
Zhuo Jian was furious, glared at him, stood up and left.
Fu Yanye took a breath on the sofa, then calmly arranged his suit and stood up.
Now he is bound to win against Zhuo Jian.
At the entrance of the TV station, after the couple came out, Zhao Ran was still waiting below.
It was getting late, and she looked particularly charming.
Seeing them coming out, Zhao Ran immediately ran over to Fu Yanye: "Brother Yanye, are you still going to Fanxing tonight? I just learned a dance and I want to show it to you."
Fu Yanye looked at her with dark eyes, suddenly smiled, then turned to look at Zhuo Jian coldly, and told her, "Get in the car and wait for me."
Zhuo Jian was not interested in their conversation, so she turned and walked towards the car.
Wang Rui had already opened the car door for her, and she sat inside without looking outside until the car door closed.
But after the car door closed, she couldn't help but look out.
Fu Yanye came closer to Zhao Ran, smiled and said something in her ear.
Zhao Ran backed away slightly.
Zhuo Jian couldn't see clearly, but she felt that they looked like a couple.
When had she ever faced him like that in that place?
Some sad memories rushed into her mind, and she lowered her eyes no longer torturing her eyes.
In fact, she is not willing for Fu Yanye to have another woman now, mainly because she is afraid that it will have a bad influence on her sons.
But how could she stop him?
The whole world is not as big as Fu Yanye, and no one can control him.
Five minutes had passed since Fu Yanye came back after talking to her.
The car door was opened, and when Fu Yanye sat next to her, a gust of cold wind also hit her shoulders. Zhuo Jian looked out the window on the other side and stopped moving.
"Set off."
Fu Yanye gave a faint order.
Wang Rui started the car and drove to Shengyuan.
Fu Yanye raised his hand and unbuttoned two buttons with some discomfort. He accidentally saw Zhuo Jian looking out the window deliberately, feeling upset.
Zhuo Jian suddenly felt that her earlobes were heavy and hot, and that half of her face was also burning. She awkwardly raised her hand to brush away his hand, but he held it back.
Fu Yanye held her hand and spread it flat on his lap.
They haven't seen each other for so long. If it had been before, she would have thrown herself into his arms and said she missed him.
But what about now?
Remembering that she almost ran away with Sheng Xin, his dark eyes became a little colder and he said, "Look back."
Zhuo Jian didn't want to pay attention to him and felt angry when she looked at him.
But his eyes were deep and cold, and soon she was defeated and whispered: "Mr. Fu, what do you want to teach me?"
"Zhuo Jian, if Sheng Xin and I had to choose one, who would you choose?"
Fu Yanye held her hand, pinched the tip of one of her fingers, and spoke in a slow but deep tone.
Zhuo Jian looked at him blankly, who would she choose between him and Sheng Xin?
"I choose..."
"Think it through before talking."
Fu Yanye pinched her fingertips and reminded her kindly.
With their fingers connected to their hearts, it felt a little painful. Zhuo Jian looked at him for a while, lowered his eyes and murmured: "Who else can I choose?"