"Chengli and Chengqing were born by him with me. Do you understand what I said?"
Zhuo Jian looked at him with bright eyes, observed his words, said these words, and asked.
"So we have indeed been separated for more than a year, and you have lived in the same house with another man for more than a year."
Fu Yanye made a quick judgment.
"yes."
Zhuo Jian did not deny it, and even admitted it somewhat positively.
Fu Yanye frowned, "Are you having sex?"
"You don't have to worry about our affairs, you slept with Zhao Ran."
Zhuo Jian looked at him for a while. She still didn't dare to provoke him as to whether she had slept with someone else. She turned around and stood in front of the sink again with a guilty conscience, her hands clasped under the glass countertop.
Did he sleep with Zhao Ran?
Fu Yanye followed her and stared at her seriously. When he couldn't see her face, he looked in the mirror.
This woman...
Zhuo Jian raised her eyes slightly and saw the tall man examining her in the mirror. She became nervous and dug at the bottom of the table harder.
Fu Yanye looked at her little movement and continued to look at her unconsciously.
She has changed, but some of her little actions have remained the same.
I still like to dig at the bottom of the table as before.
"She looks like she's been sleeping with me."
Fu Yanye returned to the topic.
Zhuo Jian suddenly panicked to death.
I can't figure out what's going on with him.
One moment it seems like there are a hundred thousand reasons why, and one does not trust anything, and the next moment one seems to be very sure about everything?
She suddenly realized that he was still as dangerous as before when he had no amnesia, and she wanted to step back.
Her shoes tripped her and she leaned back.
Fu Yanye's hands first hooked her slender waist, and her waist and abdomen were pressed against his body.
Suddenly, ambiguity arose.
Fu Yanye held her slender waist and felt that it was not tight. He frowned and looked at her: "Be careful."
Zhuo Jian was speechless and lowered her eyes in embarrassment.
Fu Yanye looked at her face that turned red and white, and felt as if he had knocked over the five-flavor bottle. He lowered his eyes and saw that she was just like that.
This should not be his type, but why, now he is reluctant to let go.
"You have never been so close to me for no reason before."
Zhuo Jian suddenly murmured in a low-key voice.
"Yeah?"
"Um."
"Then how come we have him?"
Fu Yanye looked at her, pointing to the one on the bed outside.
"..."
Zhuo Jian didn't expect that he couldn't deal with a person who had lost his memory.
"Did you take the initiative to seduce me?"
"..."
"I can understand this. After all, you have always tried to find me since you were a child."
"I didn't."
"Deny? Then how come we have children? Not one, not two, but three."
Fu Yanye started laughing as he spoke.
Zhuo Jian felt that he was laughing at her and was so evil that she raised her hand to push him away.
But Fu Yanye suddenly came up to her, rubbed his nose against hers, and whispered to her: "Don't try to lie to me while I can't think of anything right now. I still have the most basic sense of judgment."
"Who is telling lies? Everyone in your company knows that she calls you Brother Yanye, and they all know that your relationship is extraordinary. If you don't believe me, call and ask your staff."
Zhuo Jian was anxious.
Fu Yanye also hesitated when he heard this.
She dared to ask him to call, which means that what she said must be true.
but......
"She might call me Brother Yanye, but I don't like having unclear relationships with girls. I'm sure of this."