Yan Zheng muttered, a little unsure if he had made a mistake.
Before the two entered the private room, they stopped solemnly and asked Fu Yanye: "Is that businessman's surname Liu?"
Fu Yanye felt something was wrong with Yan Zheng early in the night, so he looked at him and said, "Yes."
"Oh, then you have to be careful."
Yan Zheng thought to himself that he didn't know what evil fate this was.
"a."
Fu Yanye doesn't like to beat around the bush.
"That Mr. Liu came up with a high price to support A Jian when she first came back to work."
"..."
"Hey, you have lost your memory. I will tell you more details later. For now, help me deal with those old men inside."
The brothers quickly reached an agreement and pushed the door open and entered the house.
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The Fu family's old house.
It was almost midnight when Fu Yanye returned and went directly to the bedroom.
Zhuo Jian was already asleep on the bed.
He walked over and slowly squatted in front of her, watching her sleeping by the light of the bedside lamp she left for him.
How much did they say about their past that they didn't really mean?
How many years has he kept occupying her without expressing his stance, making her compromise?
"Fu Yanye."
In his sleep, the soft voice called his name.
Fu Yanye's heart felt hot when he heard that voice.
He's there.
He subconsciously wanted to speak, but in the end he just sat on the carpet and watched her.
When Zhuo Jian opened her eyes in the morning, she saw his broad chest.
His arms were warm. She raised her eyes and looked at him vaguely, then leaned against his chest and closed her eyes.
Um?
When did he come back?
Zhuo Jian woke up and continued to look up at him.
His jawline was so perfect that she couldn't help but want to touch it, but before she could act, the man with the beautiful jawline woke up and smiled.
Zhuo Jian's heart started pounding as soon as he smiled.
"nice?"
His thin lips moved slightly.
"Um."
Zhuo Jian didn't know where he was asking.
All in all, they are quite beautiful.
Fu Yanye's long dark eyelashes opened, and his dark, deep eyes were as gorgeous as obsidian, looking at her.
Zhuo Jian was even more excited and confused.
"Good morning."
His voice was slightly hoarse, and after he finished speaking, he made his eyebrows level with hers, and then looked at her again.
Zhuo Jian felt warm in her heart, feeling that he was a little strange this morning.
Um......
A little too much, gentle, and understanding?
"Good morning, has Brother Yan Zheng's matter been resolved last night?"
Zhuo Jian thought, could it be related to last night?
"Um."
Fu Yanye agreed, moved closer to her, and kissed her lips gently with his thin lips.
Zhuo Jian's heart trembled, and before she could step back, Fu Yanye's warm palms had already fixed the back of her head, deepening the kiss one by one.
Zhuo Jian gently pushed his shoulder. Fu Yanye moved away from her slightly and looked at her: "What's wrong?"
"I want to ask you what's wrong, right?"
She asked him in a soft voice.
Only then did Fu Yanye realize that he had become sentimental early in the morning. He couldn't help but smile and continued to kiss her.
Zhuo Jian: "..."
Okay, let’s kiss first and then talk.
Zhuo Jian felt that after many years, from young to old, from a little girl to a married mother, she still liked Fu Yanye's lips.
Well, he talks little about love.
But he has good skills.
She likes to kiss him, and every time he kisses her, she is aroused.
Zhuo Jian felt that she would be dependent on him for the rest of her life, hopelessly.
Because she is obsessed with his face and his figure.
As long as he stops distrusting her, she can even forget about it.