In the dead silence, a voice suddenly said: "Wang Rui, change seats with Zhuo Jian!"
Zhuo Jian looked at Fu Yanye who was sitting in the main seat and wanted to say something, but Wang Rui had already stood up and quickly came to her side and said, "Miss Zhuo, please!"
Seeing how formal Wang Rui was, Zhuo Jian stood up out of politeness.
She was originally sitting with Ruxiang. There was Ruxiang between her and Fu Yanye. On the other side of Fu Yanye was Wang Rui.
Now she wants to sit next to Fu Yanye.
Wang Rui sat down in her seat.
"Go away! Are you worthy of sitting next to me?"
Suddenly there was a hysterical roar in the room, and the sound of dishes and chopsticks stumbling around.
Zhuo Jian stood on one side and looked at Ru Xiang with tears in his eyes, looking at Wang Rui with great hatred.
“Eat in peace!”
Fu Yanye stood up as he spoke, replaced the chair Wang Rui had been sitting on, took a new one and placed it next to him, then grabbed Zhuo Jian's wrist and pushed her inside to sit down.
Zhuo Jian still doesn’t understand what’s going on?
Did Ruxiang lose his temper because she was sitting next to Fu Yanye? Or was there something else hidden?
It was already after nine o'clock after dinner, but Ruxiang had already shed tears and his eyes were extremely red and swollen.
Standing at the door of the hotel, Fu Yanye saw that she was in a bad mood and comforted her softly: "Let Wang Rui take you back and send me a message when you get back."
"how about you?"
Ruxiang raised his head and looked at him with tears in his eyes.
Zhuo Jian ignored them and looked around after coming out. When he saw a taxi, he immediately waved.
It was windy outside and her hair was a little messy. After opening the car door, she said to the two people: "Sister Ruxiang, I'm leaving first!"
Ruxiang watched her get into the car but couldn't help but look at her with tearful eyes and hatred.
By now, if Ruxiang still didn't know what Fu Yanye was up to, she would have known him for so many years in vain.
After watching her leave, Fu Yanye silently glanced at the taxi license plate, and then looked at Wang Rui: "Take good care of Ruxiang. If there is anything wrong with her, I will only ask you."
"yes!"
Wang Rui immediately agreed.
"You left me to him again? Are you going to find Zhuo Jian again?"
Ruxiang pulled him and was unwilling to let go.
"She's gone! Not all women need me, so don't be so extreme, okay?"
Fu Yanye told her patiently.
"Yan Ye! I want to marry you, and I don't want to wait another minute!"
Ruxiang suddenly hugged him, hugged him tightly, and cried to him.
Fu Yanye didn't move, but he couldn't help but look in that direction again.
Later, he still removed Ruxiang's hand from his body and pushed it into Wang Rui's arms: "If you can't take care of her, you will die!"
Zhuo Jian took a taxi back to the community. She didn't want to be caught between those two people.
A person is independent and free even if he is walking in the cold wind!
Thinking of Ruxiang crying at the dinner table, she felt that she was a bastard. She was such a good person, but couldn't get true love because of her?
No!
She can't put all the blame on herself!
It's that person!
It's the man named Fu Yanye!
What on earth was he thinking?
Zhuo Jian entered the elevator with her bag on her back, then lazily reached out and pressed the close button.
Suddenly a hand came across and she raised her eyes.
The man panted, and after the elevator slowly opened, he stared at her condescendingly, and then walked in slowly with his long legs.
Zhuo Jian heard her heart beating irregularly again.
It’s all because of the person in front of me named Fu Yanye!
He walked up to her and for the first time pressed against the elevator wall that had been passed by countless people. He stood beside her and sent a box to her: "Yours!"