Fu Yanye pursed his thin lips, and his eyes suddenly narrowed.
"You should go out wearing this! Otherwise, others will say nonsense if they see you."
Seeing that he had discovered the reason why she asked him to wear a mask, Zhuo Jian no longer hesitated.
Fu Yanye was not happy: "What nonsense did others say?"
"You and I have done something dirty! You are going to marry Lin Ruxiang, and your professional design is so good that it cannot be ruined. What do you think?"
Zhuo Jian reminded him.
"Oh! But I don't want to!"
"What don't you want?"
Zhuo Jian found that he was very stubborn.
"I don't want to wear that thing, and I don't want to establish any kind of dedicated personality with Lin Ruxiang."
"..."
"Zhuo Jian, I have never created that kind of persona!"
Fu Yanye suddenly clarified coldly and arrogantly.
Zhuo Jian's heart skipped a beat. He straightened up subconsciously and asked him patiently: "Then what do you mean? Are you planning to walk out like this?"
"yes!"
"you......"
Zhuo Jian thought that if you walked out like this, my reputation would be completely ruined.
My lips were fine when I arrived, but they were broken when I left.
She now deeply regretted her emotional behavior just now.
She grabbed the edge of the table with both hands behind her back, her expression slumped.
Fu Yanye looked at her: "Can I go?"
"..."
Zhuo Jian became even more angry and turned around to look at him no more.
Fu Yanye was about to stand up from his seat. Zhuo Jian felt it and immediately turned to face him, then pushed him back into his seat. His momentum was gone in a flash, "I beg you!"
Show weakness!
It's her only way.
Fu Yanye sat inside again like a king who didn't like morning court, and then looked at the woman who was approaching him with lazy eyes: "How can I beg you?"
"What do you think?"
"I can't go out wearing that thing even if I kneel down!"
Fu Yanye thought to himself that he had never brought anything so cartoonish in his life.
He doesn't like wearing masks either.
"Forget it! It's my reputation that's ruining it, and you don't care, so just leave!"
She had no choice but to take away her hand holding the armrest and turned around to make way for him.
Fu Yanye suddenly hugged her into his arms again, circling her small waist: "Actually, I have a way."
Zhuo Jian ignored the discomfort of sitting on his long legs and turned to look at him: "Speak quickly!"
"Kiss me again and I'll tell you."
"..."
Zhuo Jian felt that he was more difficult to coax than a child.
"Can't I change my career with other conditions?"
When she thought that he would be Ruxiang's in the future, she was really unwilling to kiss him. Reason was really stopping her.
Fu Yanye was not very happy, but after thinking about it, he said, "Breakfast and dinner for that week?"
"make a deal!"
Just cooking!
She agreed readily.
Fu Yanye was unwilling to do so: "I'll wait for you to get off work, and we'll go together."
"Um?"
"I want you to cook dinner for me tonight, and I have a little gift for you."
"Then let's go now!"
Zhuo Jian didn't know what he was up to, but she knew that she couldn't let him see her other colleagues in this office again, so she took him away quietly without thinking.