"What about now? He misunderstood you and Liu Yuntian."
Zhong Mai asked as he swung his wine glass and looked at her.
"Very sad."
Zhuo Jian only thought of three words.
It is also the true feeling in my heart.
Zhong Mai and Zhang Mingliang looked at her curiously, and she awkwardly picked up the water glass and took a sip.
The water in the cup first scalded my lower lip, and then my entire throat.
Her vision was a little blurry, until it almost burned her heart. She lowered her head worriedly, saw her round belly, and said with a smile: "But this marriage is also rewarding."
The two of them looked at her belly following her words.
"There will be fruit, honey fruit."
Zhuo Jian covered her belly and smiled stupidly as she spoke.
"You are really good at enlightening yourself. You are obviously heartbroken, so why are you talking about fruit and honey?"
Zhong Mai just couldn't understand how Zhuo Jian could tolerate it so much.
Zhuo Jian just giggled and said, "Who am I to love first?"
The person you love first will be hurt first.
Zhong Mai was silent for a while, leaning back in his chair and continuing to shake the wine in the glass.
"Hasn't Mr. Fu already asked someone to research an antidote to the drugs in his body? No results yet?"
Zhang Mingliang thought of this and asked.
Zhong Mai looked at Zhuo Jian curiously again.
Zhuo Jian slowly shook his head in disappointment: "No."
"Even if Mr. Fu regains his memory, will everything get better?"
Zhong Mai asked.
Zhang Mingliang gently tugged at the corner of her clothes under the table. Zhong Mai felt it and consciously shut up.
Zhuo Jian looked down at her belly, "I don't think about that anymore."
"Then what are you thinking about?"
"I want to have a good baby."
Zhuo Jian smiled with a gentle voice.
But Zhong Mai always felt that her smile was bitter.
"Anyway, if Yan Zheng dares to misunderstand me like that, I will definitely hit him on the head with a bottle of wine and vent my anger first."
Zhong Mai said to her without any burden.
"Sister Jian is willing to beat Mr. Fu? He is her darling."
Zhang Mingliang found it funny when she heard Zhong Mai's words. How could Zhuo Jian be willing to touch Fu Yanye?
"Actually, it's not that I'm reluctant to give up, I just can't beat him."
Zhuo Jian said awkwardly.
"Will he fight back?"
Zhong Mai was surprised.
"That's not true, but he usually grabs me reflexively..."
"..."
Zhang Mingliang and Zhong Mai looked at Zhuo Jian speechlessly.
Zhong Mai asked her: "Do you know what it means to take advantage of others when they are unprepared?"
Zhuo Jian: "..."
"Just throw it at him while he's not paying attention."
Zhong Mai slapped the table and it was nailed down.
"Maybe we can cure his memory loss."
Zhang Mingliang also said with a smile.
Zhuo Jian felt that these two women were a little strange today and a little angry.
The man next door sneezed several times, feeling that someone was scolding them.
Li Heng went there later. When he passed by the next door, he happened to hear some women whispering because the door was open while serving food there.
I went to Fu Yanye and Yan Zheng's place and looked at them secretly rejoicing. Fortunately, I was not married.
Fu Yanye and Yan Zheng stared at him coldly, and Yan Zheng smiled and asked, "Why are you laughing?"
"Senior, don't you know that your wife is also dining here?"
Li Heng only asked this question.
Yan Zheng's eyelids twitched twice, and he raised his hand to press it in discomfort.
Li Heng said: "Oh, sometimes I am lucky to be single."
After saying the words "single aristocrat", Li Heng pressed his hands on the edge of the table and leaned back, feeling that he was lucky enough to have escaped death.
Fu Yanye asked: "Single nobles shouldn't have to take a cold bath, right?"