It was getting dark, and a sports car parked in front of the TV station.
The man's black coat stood tall and straight in front of the car.
"It's been a long time since I saw him come to pick you up."
Li Yuqing, Yang Yi and Zhuo Jian said something when they came out.
Zhuo Jian looked in the direction he was looking and saw Fu Yanye looking at her.
"Then let's leave first so as not to disturb your husband and wife's world."
Yang Yi said something to her, and then went to the parking lot with Li Yuqing.
Zhuo Jian walked down the steps slowly and walked up to him.
Fu Yanye put his hands in his pockets and looked at her wearing a suit under her coat. She smiled unconsciously and said, "So you look like this when you go to work."
Zhuo Jian looked at him for a while and asked him quietly: "Why are you here?"
"Aren't you going back to your parents' place? I'll pick you up on the way."
Zhuo Jian turned her head and looked to the other side. Wang Rui and the others were still waiting for her in the car.
Zhuo Jian said to him: "Later, you asked them to be my bodyguards and drivers."
"I know."
Fu Yanye agreed, his eyes continuing to stay on her face.
I don’t know if it’s the moonlight that’s too beautiful or the sky that’s too bright, but I always feel like she’s extra gentle tonight.
Zhuo Jian looked at him again. He knew why he came again?
No need to go along the way.
But she didn't say anything else, and got into his car after he opened the door for her.
It’s not the first time I’ve sat there, I just feel...
It's like a lifetime ago.
This feeling is like a lifetime ago.
Now, he just regards her as the Zhuo Jian who just returned to China, right? He is still the same Young Master Ye who lived more than three years ago.
In the carriage, she turned to look at his profile, which was still so sharp and perfect.
However, it is different after all.
She lowered her head, saw the ring on her hand, and unconsciously remembered before.
Fu Yanye glanced at the rearview mirror and found that she was already looking out the car window, and she was worried. He suddenly said: "That night at the old house, you had a nightmare."
Zhuo Jian suddenly came back to his senses and looked at him again.
"Was I fighting with you for the custody of my son?"
Fu Yanye asked her as if he was asking about official business. It wasn't rigid, it was natural and friendly.
Zhuo Jian thought for a while and said, "Yeah."
Does she have nightmares about custody battles?
"I don't think I'm that extreme."
Fu Yanye said again.
Zhuo Jian looked at him even more surprised.
Indeed, he turned out to be much colder than when she first came back.
Zhuo Jian suddenly thought that during that relationship, they were probably both seriously injured.
If not, it's because he hid it too deeply.
But now he is so considerate.
Zhuo Jian looked outside again, suddenly at a loss.
When I returned to Fu's house, it was bustling inside.
Fu Yanqing's voice came from inside, "Wow, this is this year's new model. Zhao Ran is very thoughtful, and this one is all new."
"The clothes are pretty good."
Wang Yue touched the new clothes and looked at them, and couldn't help but mutter.
In fact, she probably knew what was going on and sighed unconsciously.
Fu Yanye and Zhuo Jian walked in and saw the clothes in her hand, and asked, "Going to buy clothes?"
"It's not buying, it's..."
Wang Yue turned around and saw Zhuo Jian next to him, so he stopped talking.
Fu Yanye looked at Wang Yue doubtfully.
Fu Yanqing held the piece of clothing and suddenly showed off: "Brother, this is a New Year's gift from your scandal heroine to my mother. Look, it's this year's new model. The color is good, and it suits our mother."