"We grew up together. Are you hurt when she does that to you?"
"no!"
Zhuo Jian thought for a moment and shook his head.
"..."
Fu Yanye prepared all the way to how he would explain this matter to her when he returned home.
As a result, she said no so softly, leaving him speechless.
"It makes you sad if you like her. I don't like her."
Zhuo Jian explained calmly.
Fu Yanye pursed his lips unconsciously, then walked up to her leisurely with long legs: "Then who do you like?"
"You don't even have to care about who I like, right? Even my family can't interfere with my freedom of communication."
Zhuo Jian felt that this conversation was a bit strange.
Fu Yanye felt that her heart was stabbed in holes by her calm words, and asked her: "Then who can care about you?"
"It won't be you anyway!"
She said, looking away.
"..."
Fu Yanye felt like he was going to be pissed off by her.
He stepped forward, raised his hand and placed a heavy pat on her shoulder twice: "Zhuo Jian, you see, I can't care less!"
"Don't forget the three chapters of our agreement!"
Zhuo Jian glanced at the hand on his shoulder and reminded him kindly.
Fu Yanye's hand on her shoulder suddenly tightened his grip on her shoulder: "Did I agree? What a bullshit promise you made!"
At such an old age, who in this city would dare to provoke him so blatantly?
"Of course you don't have to agree. Anyway, I can't beat you again. It's just a disappointment, right?"
Zhuo Jian asked him again.
Fu Yanye frowned in anger. The girl he once thought would fall into his arms if he waved his hand was now covered in thorns, constantly resisting him and constantly saying no to him!
She seems humble, she seems obedient, and she seems like a good girl.
In fact, her heart is full of thorns now, and no one can easily get in.
"I didn't expect that you would be unhappy even if I wasn't angry. Then should I have a big fight with Lin Ruxiang?"
Zhuo Jian felt that danger was approaching and had to ask him tentatively.
"you dare!"
Fu Yanye immediately threatened.
"Look! You're not willing to give up! I don't want to ask for trouble, so let's do it!"
After Zhuo Jian finished speaking, she wanted to leave, but Fu Yanye immediately grabbed her wrist.
Zhuo Jian's heart trembled. She lowered her head and looked at his well-jointed fingers holding her wrist. After a while, she composed her expression: "Is there anything else? Brother!"
"Stop calling me eldest brother! I will not be your eldest brother, nor will I agree to a three-part agreement with you. Zhuo Jian, you are still my wife now, so be my wife properly, eh?"
Fu Yanye suddenly told her this fact very clearly.
"Fu Yanye, even if you fall in love with me, I won't want you. I won't want a man who has touched other women, let alone you and Lin Ruxiang for so many years!"
Zhuo Jian thought it was ridiculous, so he laughed, but when he looked up at him again, his clear eyes were as cold as ice.
Fu Yanye felt a pain in her heart and asked her: "Do you think Ruxiang and I..."
"Do you want to tell me that you have been together for so many years and you have never touched her?"
Zhuo Jian saw that he couldn't go on, but suddenly decided to draw a Chu-He-Han boundary between the two of them.
"If you mean shaking hands or hugging, I admit that I have, but Zhuo Jian, who hasn't shaken hands or hugged others?"
"You, except Ruxiang, you don't shake hands or hug anyone."
She had seen him eating with others. When others shook hands with him, he would squint his eyes in disgust, smile and ignore them. No matter how embarrassed the person was, he would not care at all, let alone hug him.
"Then who pressed you on the bed last night? Who kneaded you on the bed last night?"
Fu Yanye suddenly became angry. She always seemed to exclude herself from his world. What did that mean?