In line with his words, there was another burst of lightning and thunder outside, the kind that could break a tree.
Zhuo Jian saw in his eyes something he once said, "You can't leave!"
Fu Yanye looked at her with dark eyes, not shying away from seeing through her.
Zhuo Jian got up and walked outside to the window, looking at the thunderstorm outside, but felt that the road from here to her house was no problem at all.
After all, so many people who return home late will experience this thunderstorm. If others can leave, of course she can leave too.
Zhuo Jian saw the person behind her reflected in the glass curtain. She looked at that person with clear eyes: "I can go home."
"I can sleep on the couch!"
Fu Yanye looked at her from the window.
Zhuo Jian also looked at him from the window and whispered: "You are always like this!"
"What kind?"
Fu Yanye asked.
Zhuo Jian turned around and faced him head-on: "According to your own thoughts, put your thoughts into me."
"..."
Fu Yanye frowned, not wanting to acknowledge it.
Perhaps it was too quiet at this moment, so he didn't refute, but listened attentively.
"You always ask me to cooperate with you! The Fu family is kind to our Zhuo family, and I will remember it forever. But Fu Yanye, how long do you want me to cooperate with you?"
Zhuo Jian's rare hands were not placed behind his back, but lightly clasped together in front of him.
It was rare for her to have such ample time to express her thoughts to him. Since she returned to China, the divorce process that was originally thought to be completed in three days has been delayed until now. She thought that as long as she obeyed, she would soon be free.
Behind her was the pouring rain, and in front of her was Fu Yanye, a sinister, powerful, arbitrary man.
He is darker than darkness!
Zhuo Jian looked at him, wishing in her heart that he could give her more of this ample time and distance.
"I am indeed the kind of person you said. I want you to cooperate with me for the rest of your life!"
Fu Yanye chuckled, but what he said next made her freeze instantly.
"Then we have nothing to talk about!"
Zhuo Jian smiled slightly after a long time and replied politely.
Fu Yanye raised his eyebrows. She wouldn't talk about it if she didn't want to. He didn't like this topic very much, but when he looked at her again and saw her sideways looking out the window, a familiar feeling surged in his heart.
mood.
Does she have a melancholy temperament about her?
She later slept in the guest room.
Although she didn't fall asleep until midnight, she suddenly figured it out.
He has his own ideas, and she, Zhuo Jian, also has her own ideas.
As long as she wanted to break away from him, she could always do so.
——
At around six o'clock in the morning, as soon as it dawned, the rain stopped.
Everything outside was refreshed, and Zhuo Jian was already carefully preparing breakfast in the kitchen.
This is more like a job!
Before seven o'clock, she served breakfast on the table, left a note, took her coat, carried her bag, stood in the living room, looked at the empty steps, and then left.
In fact, he always gets up early, maybe because of the rain last night!
Zhuo Jian gently closed the door and quickly entered the elevator.
At the same time, Fu Yanye had already been standing at the window of the master bedroom wearing a shirt and trousers. He was looking outside on the phone. It wasn't until a slender figure came into his sight that there was a slight fluctuation in his eyes, but soon
Then he stared at the figure indifferently, listening to the complaints inside, he sighed helplessly and asked: "Grandma! Can you do me a favor?"
——
Zhuo Jian returned to his home from Fu Yanye's residence and saw Li Yuqing at the door. He didn't know what he was thinking, but his face showed that he was worried.