She looked at him with eyes that were weak yet firm.
The man's fraternity and ruthlessness disillusioned her longing for love when she was young.
"Then let us fall into hell together!"
Fu Yanye whispered like a curse.
Zhuo Jian suddenly remembered that he could not be his master.
Li Yuqing's proposal suddenly came to her mind, or that she should leave for a while.
He then kissed her again, caressing her lips and teeth.
Her rejection hurt him physically and mentally, and made him want to continue wreaking havoc willfully.
Her groan of pain was like a good medicine, making him feel a little better physically and mentally.
Later, Fu Yanye carried her forward, and the two of them drove away from the bar.
Zhuo Jian glanced at the shirt he was wearing and reminded him: "Where is your coat?"
"threw."
Fu Yanye said with a cold face.
"..."
Zhuo Jian looked at him speechlessly for a while, she could no longer figure out whether he was mysophobic or not.
His clothes are all made by top foreign fashion masters, and they are styles that ordinary people cannot buy. It is said that the designer's prices are also very "approachable", but he just throws them away.
Zhuo Jian thought domineeringly, fortunately they are not in a dating relationship.
Otherwise, she will definitely force him to pick it back!
"You will have to throw away yours later too!"
Fu Yanye couldn't hear her words for a while, so he reminded her.
Zhuo Jian subconsciously became defensive and looked straight at him with big black eyes.
Fu Yanye's cell phone rang. She glanced at the display in front of her and consciously kept quiet.
Fu Yanye answered: "What's the matter?"
Su Bai said, "When will you come back? Ruxiang wants to drink, and I can't stop him."
"Ask Wang Rui to take her away."
Fu Yanye hung up after finishing speaking.
Zhuo Jian suddenly remembered what Li Yuqing said about Ruxiang's drinking last time, and Ouyang Ping said that Ruxiang didn't seem to have terminal cancer.
Will not!
No one dares to make such a joke with Fu Yanye.
Zhuo Jian quickly buried that thought and couldn't help but look at the person driving. Was he really following Ru Xiangdan?
He actually handed over Ruxiang to a bodyguard!
He has mysophobia, will he allow that bodyguard to touch Ruxiang?
Zhuo Jian looked at him and suddenly thought, maybe he was no longer the Fu Yanye she knew, and now he was a high-ranking business king.
So he will gradually reveal his greed like those older men? Indulge his desire for different women?
Or will he be like those bosses in the future, with many, many women around him?
If even he was no exception, Zhuo Jian thought, there might be no truly clean man in this world.
She couldn't help but feel hot in her heart when she thought of him when he was a boy.
Fu Yanye drove the car to the side of the two-person community and stopped, turned around and asked her, "Have you not seen enough?"
Zhuo Jian came back to her senses, looked outside, and immediately wanted to get out of the car.
Fu Yanye grabbed her: "Just leave like this?"
Zhuo Jian looked at the hands they were holding, looked up at him, and asked, "What else?"
"Goodnight kiss!"
Fu Yanye made a low-pitched and unquestionable suggestion.
"..."
Zhuo Jian looked into his dark eyes, quickly leaned forward, lightly touched his thin lips with her two lips, and then left: "Bye!"
Fu Yanye still maintained the position he had just been kissed by her, his dark eyes watching her figure quickly sinking into the darkness.
She didn't refuse?
Her steps are a bit fast!
The autumn wind outside was very strong, and it made her sober immediately.
When she heard the sound of the car leaving, she subconsciously stopped and looked back.
Is he going back to pick up Ruxiang again?
So, even if the relationship fades, you will still care?
It seems that most bosses in this world have similar virtues. They all want to make their home red, keep the flag down, and have colorful flags flying outside.
Then a question suddenly troubled her.
Is she a colorful flag? Or is it red?
Zhuo Jian tightened his coat and walked home quickly.