"I'm not a kid. I drink milk tea and get it all over my mouth!"
Fu Yanye looked at the milk tea on his fingers and blamed her.
"..."
Zhuo Jian gave him a tissue from her bag and gave him a cold look.
"You are not a child, and you are trying to steal your own wife's milk tea!"
The old lady couldn't see him scolding Zhuo Jian, so she refuted him while watching their interaction.
"She was just testing the poison for me. In fact, she ordered it for me."
After Fu Yanye finished speaking, he looked straight at the person opposite him with his dark eyes, and drank even more unscrupulously.
Zhuo Jian looked at him with such a majestic appearance and had nothing to say. She was just a little curious as to why he appeared here.
"Just be beautiful. Baby Jianjian and I have no idea why you are here. Tell me, are you looking for someone to follow us?"
The old lady suddenly changed the subject.
Zhuo Jian heard the old lady ask her doubts and looked at him intently.
Fu Yanye quickly noticed that Zhuo Jian was looking at him, and then turned to look at the old lady: "Didn't you call and tell me to go to the TV station and ask me to pick you up?"
"Really? Then why did you show up at the milk tea shop?"
The old lady didn't expect to be defeated by her grandson, so she asked again.
"The people from the TV station said you two came out to drink milk tea."
Fu Yanye replied seriously again.
The old lady glared at him again, then continued to drink her milk tea.
At this time, Fu Yanye unscrewed the lid of the milk tea cup and pushed it in front of Zhuo Jian: "Drink!"
Zhuo Jian: "..."
"You brat, you're pretending to be a gentleman!"
"I don't want to waste it!"
Fu Yanye explained again.
Zhuo Jian didn't say anything. She picked up the milk tea cup and sipped it gently. The milk tea went into her throat, which was sweet and mellow. She looked sideways at the opposite wall and couldn't help laughing.
Is Young Master Ye afraid of wasting?
Are you kidding me?
The mobile phone in the old lady's bag rang. The old lady casually took out the mobile phone and stood up suddenly after seeing the number: "Oh no, I started calling you but you didn't answer so I contacted the driver. He was waiting for me outside.
I'm leaving, take care of baby Jian Jian for me!"
Zhuo Jian watched the old lady get up with her milk tea and bag and followed suit. She and Fu Yanye sent the old lady to the car and then looked at Fu Yanye doubtfully. Fu Yanye also gave her a look and asked:
"You really have a bad memory when you get older!"
Zhuo Jian didn't know whether to tell him what the old lady said on the TV station. He looked at his watch and realized it was only two o'clock, so he told him: "I have to go back to the TV station."
"I invite you to play tennis!"
Fu Yanye didn't seem to hear her words and said to her.
Zhuo Jian: "..."
"Let's go!"
Fu Yanye said, holding her hand and taking her to his car.
Zhuo Jian looked down at the two people interlocking with their fingers, and then looked up at him again, her heart beating wildly.
It was the same tennis court as last time, but this time, it was just the two of them.
After changing into sportswear, the two of them stood in the empty tennis room. Fu Yanye suddenly suggested: "Would you like to make a bet?"
"don't want!"
After hearing this, Zhuo Jian thought about it for two seconds before making a decision.
She is weak when it comes to sports. If she bets with him on sports, she will definitely lose.
"Are you sure? The winner can make any demands he wants."
Seeing how determined she was, Fu Yanye immediately threw out another bait.
Zhuo Jian was indeed moved because she thought of freedom and immediately asked him: "What about the loser?"