Damn that kid's father, that man hurt her so deeply and is not worthy of her at all.
"If it happens again, I will call the police."
Zhuo Jian said, neither humble nor arrogant, calm and unhurried, and leaving no room for doubt.
Liu Yuntian felt so sour that he almost died of soreness.
"Now it seems that I am the one who is seriously injured."
Liu Yuntian suddenly stood up and left after speaking.
Zhuo Jian stood up and watched as he moved his mouth and sighed slightly after he left.
After taking away the two glasses of water from the table, when she went out again, Fu Yanye came out.
Zhuo Jian: "..."
“Are there any men’s pajamas here?”
"What do you think?"
He had her white bath towel wrapped around his waist.
It’s a good thing that she recently used white.
Fu Yanye looked at her with dark eyes, looked at her for a long time, and then turned to look at the sofa: "Where is that person?"
"Let's go, you should leave quickly."
Zhuo Jian replied to him.
"How do I leave?"
Fu Yanye asked her a little depressed, then lowered his head to look at himself.
Zhuo Jian glanced at him, then immediately went to the sofa to get her cell phone and dialed Wang Rui's number.
Wang Rui didn't answer. Zhuo Jian thought for a while and asked Yuan Man to answer.
Apparently everyone was asleep at this time.
Yuan Man's voice was hoarse when he answered the phone. Zhuo Jian was a little apologetic, but still said: "Please ask Brother Rui to bring Fu Yanye a set of clothes. Yes, they are here with me."
After making the call, she turned around, raised her hands in front of her chest in fear, and looked at the person who suddenly appeared in front of her with a blushing face.
"I'm not in a hurry to leave."
He spoke quietly.
It took Zhuo Jian a long time to calm down and lowered her eyes: "You wait on the sofa for Brother Rui to come. I'm going to rest first."
"I want to talk about property."
Fu Yanye said.
Zhuo Jian sighed helplessly and looked up at him. She was helpless. How many times did she have to say it before he understood that she really didn't need it?
"I know you don't care, but I don't want to treat you badly when it comes to divorce because of my amnesia. Even if I don't have amnesia, I shouldn't treat you harshly when it comes to divorce, right?"
Fu Yanye asked her again while talking.
"I'm a little tired now."
Zhuo Jian didn't want to talk.
To her, it was all irrelevant.
"Sit there and I'll tell you."
"Why am I sitting there? I'm already tired and sleepy in the middle of the night, and you..."
Why are you dazzling naked in front of her?
Don't blame her for thinking he was too gangster, it's all her fault that his behavior in the past was too unforgettable.
Fu Yanye seemed to have just understood what she meant, and whispered: "It's not like I've never seen her before."
Zhuo Jian couldn't bear that he was going to start talking like this again, so she raised her legs and left.
"Zhuo Jian."
He suddenly called her with great restraint, holding her soft thin wrist with his warm palm.
Zhuo Jian turned to look at him: "Can we talk tomorrow?"
She was angry, but she didn't realize that now was the time to quarrel. She was also patient and spoke as rationally and gently as possible.
"Okay, I want to see my daughter."
Fu Yanye agreed, but still didn't let go of her.
Zhuo Jian even felt his hand holding her wrist tighten.
Zhuo Jian looked at him for a while, nodded, and whispered: "You go."
She lowered her head and looked at the hand with her wrist wrapped around it.
The temperature in his palm gradually warmed up, making people feel a little hot in this June.
Zhuo Jian raised her hand to cover his and tried to push him away, but she didn't push him. She remained patient and said, "Let me go."
"If the marriage is not divorced, do you blame me?"