Fu Yanye took out a women's ring from it and looked at her: "I'll put it on for you."
Zhuo Jian subconsciously put away his hand, "No need."
"You wear it yourself?"
Fu Yanye was confused.
He felt that things like rings were better worn by others.
Zhuo Jian turned to look at him, raised her eyes and met his gaze, and she had to smile inwardly.
"I don't need to wear it myself."
In the end, no matter what he was thinking, her decision would not change.
Fu Yanye's eyes were half-squinted and he asked her: "Let your son put it on for you?"
Zhuo Jian turned to look out the window, "Fu Yanye, I've had enough of you."
Fu Yanye's heart wrinkled when he heard those words.
She's had enough of him.
Are all the problems his fault?
Fu Yanye also looked out the window, but still held her ring in his hand.
Zhuo Jian's cell phone rang and she answered, "Hello?"
"We have a meeting at Starlight in the afternoon, will you come over too?"
It's Li Yuqing.
"I won't go, I'm a little tired."
Zhuo Jian whispered.
"What's wrong?"
Li Yuqing asked her a little worriedly.
"Nothing, I'll hang up now."
Zhuo Jian didn't want to say more.
Fu Yanye heard Li Yuqing's voice, looked out the window and asked her, "Li Yuqing still likes you?"
Zhuo Jian felt as if a sleeping hedgehog suddenly woke up and spread its spines.
"He wanted to touch your hair that night, and I saw it."
"..."
Zhuo Jian thought that if he didn't mention it before going to the hospital, he wouldn't mention it later.
"If being liked by others is also a problem of the person being liked, then you have a big problem."
Zhuo Jian finally replied to him.
Fu Yanye turned to look at her and saw her eyes were indifferent and asked, "What's my big problem?"
"There are too many people who like you, and some are even willing to block their own lives for you."
Zhuo Jian told him.
Fu Yanye thought of Lin Ruxiang, but he didn't realize that it was his problem.
He didn't give anyone a sign that they needed to like him.
"Zhuo Jian, we are different."
Fu Yanye said.
Zhuo Jian also looked at him, "What's the difference?"
"Men will be protective of the weak."
"Are you saying that I am weak? Or do you want to say that Lin Ruxiang is weak? Or that those Yingying Yanyan who put so much effort into you are weak?"
"They are all fake, only you are real."
"..."
Zhuo Jian frowned unconsciously.
He said she was really weak?
Ah.
"According to what you said, men are protective of the weak, and I'm so really weak, why do you still bully me?"
Zhuo Jian couldn't help but ask him this question.
"Am I bullying you?"
Fu Yanye frowned.
But he thought about it and realized that he sometimes liked to bully her, but he wasn't that kind of bully.
"Isn't it true? You see me sad for you but you make me suffer even more."
"Where did you start talking about this? It was just that we had a few arguments last night."
"How many arguments did you have last night? You described your distrust of me as simple as your distrust of me."
Zhuo Jian was so angry that she didn't want to speak anymore or look at him anymore. She turned her head and looked out the window.
"Can this be considered as a little compensation? Don't be so angry, huh?"
Fu Yanye thought for a while and moved closer to her.
The image of her soft, charming and delicate in his arms a while ago suddenly appeared in his mind.
Zhuo Jian lowered her eyes and saw the pair of rings, and the car window was opened by her instantly.
Fu Yanye was a skilled craftsman, so she took the ring box from his hand, and soon the ring box was thrown out.