Zhuo Jian suddenly pressed one side of his lower abdomen, his face twisted in sadness, and he muttered.
"What’s wrong with you?"
Fu Yanye suddenly came to her, held up her sad little face and examined the expression on her face nervously.
"..."
Under the silver light, Zhuo Jian raised his head and looked at the person holding his face, his frown slightly loosened, but soon tightened again.
For a few seconds, she regretted this move.
"Where does it hurt?"
Fu Yanye looked at her worriedly and continued to ask.
"The doctor said I can't get emotional, otherwise I will have convulsions, as I did just now."
She murmured weakly, her eyes gradually looking away as she said this.
"Spasticity? Feeling better now?"
Fu Yanye glanced at the place where she was pressed and did not dare to take it lightly.
"Um."
Zhuo Jian lowered his head.
Fu Yanye slowly put down the hand holding her face and sat down next to her.
Zhuo Jian turned to look at him.
He lowered his head, as if relieved.
Was he really scared just now?
"Did you just lie to me?"
Soon, he calmed down, turned to look at her and asked.
"certainly not."
Zhuo Jianyu took two seconds to say it.
Fu Yanye looked at her with dark eyes, his eyes still full of energy. Zhuo Jian quickly looked away when he saw her, but he quickly said, "Don't make me angry again in the future."
She muttered, her voice not high.
But Fu Yanye looked at her for a long time and smiled helplessly, "How dare I."
Zhuo Jian's heart heated up at those three words, and she looked at him again.
Fu Yanye looked at her: "I just want you to be happy now."
"..."
Zhuo Jian felt incredible.
Does he want her to be happy?
Fu Yanye lowered his eyes again, "I know I doubted you and made you unhappy, but in my consciousness, there is no such love."
"What kind?"
Zhuo Jian was confused.
"I would rather die for a man than have sex with another person of the opposite sex."
Fu Yanye looked at her.
His eyes were cold and determined.
Zhuo Jian suddenly remembered his childhood.
In fact, he is always like this, he loves to be suspicious.
Zhuo Jian suddenly choked up for some reason.
"Not just because of love."
she whispered.
"Um?"
Fu Yanye looked at her, and she looked at the ring on her hand.
"I am a married woman, and I should keep myself clean for my husband, but I am also a human being, a woman with feelings, right and wrong, and what I can and cannot do."
Zhuo Jian lowered his head and finished speaking calmly.
Fu Yanye spent a long time without knowing what he was talking about.
"Besides, their real purpose is not to let me have a relationship with Sheng Xin."
"what is that?"
Fu Yanye was confused.
"For today."
"..."
"Lin Ruxiang has planned everything. Even if you were not kidnapped by her, she would use the ambiguous photos of me and Sheng Xin to break us up."
Zhuo Jian looked at him. When she said this, her voice was gentle, but her eyes were extremely determined.
"She knows that you are already very concerned about my past with Sheng Xin, and with that incident in mind, you will probably sentence me to life."
After Zhuo Jian finished speaking, he finally lowered his head.