Zhuo Jian heard Liu Sen and got up again: "Where is Sister Meimei?"
"Outside, she said that Liu Sen's target was her, and she was afraid of hurting Su Bai, so she let Su Bai in first."
Said sternly.
Zhuo Jian turned pale after hearing this: "Let Brother Rui gather the people to find Sister Meimei."
"We've already called, let's all gather downstairs."
Speak sternly.
"Um."
Zhuo Jian agreed.
Soon Yan Zheng left.
Zhuo Jian went to change clothes, turned around and saw Fu Yanye still standing at the door. She asked him, "Why don't you go over first?"
Fu Yanye didn't go out. He crossed his strong arms with his hands and walked towards her slowly with his long legs.
She is very organized and logical about many things.
Zhuo Jian's hand while undressing his pajamas stopped there, looking straight at him defensively.
Fu Yanye finally stood in front of her, looked down at where her hand was, stretched out his hand, and naturally pulled away the belt of her pajamas.
Zhuo Jian: "..."
"If you were not here to kill Zhang Mingli but me, if something happened to me, would you still insist on divorce?"
"What are you talking about?"
Zhuo Jian asked him with a frown.
"I haven't had much luck these past few years. I didn't expect that there would be unsolved mysteries before my death."
In the darkness, his voice was somewhat heart-wrenching.
Zhuo Jian watched his eyes droop, and wanted to push his hand away, but he suddenly grabbed his waist. He lowered his head and touched her forehead, and asked her with an unbearable tone in his voice: "Zhuo Jian, what if
If I die, you will become a widow. You don't have to worry about me not divorcing you or going back on my promise, and you don't have to worry about me hurting you or harming you again. Are you happy or not?"
Zhuo Jian thought, is he stupid?
What are these problems?
"We just want a divorce, nothing else will happen."
"I don't know if this is the right thing for me to do."
His breathing was filled with torment, and his words were as low as a whisper.
Zhuo Jian was infected by his soft voice and unconsciously became quiet.
Why is he less secure than her?
"One day when that sleeping person wakes up, will he feel that I am useless? I let you go just like that."
He murmured, his hot breath entangled her, and he suddenly laughed.
Zhuo Jian was rational, even though his words moved her.
But she won't change her mind.
"Liu Sen can only come to see Sister Meimei, and tonight will only be a false alarm. Fu Yanye, you are too nervous now."
She didn't want anything to happen to anyone, she just hoped that was what she said.
"How do you know that I am too nervous? Or is he just looking for me? Or maybe I am more timid than you. As people say, I have been interested in you since I was a child but dare not admit it. I am really not sure how strong I am.
Oops."
"Don't you remember, Liu Sen was the bodyguard of Sister Meili's mother who took over her home, and later became her mother's lover. Her mother could only find him to harm Sister Meili."
Zhuo Jian explained carefully.
The word "lover" is very superficial, but sometimes it can make people escape from death.
"What if it's not Liu Sen? After all, Zhang Mingliang is just guessing."
"..."
Zhuo Jian's ears suddenly buzzed.
"Zhuo Jian, I'm a little flustered."
In the darkness, he looked a little humble.
"I'm definitely not looking for you."
Zhuo Jian looked at him with the necessary determination.
Now that he has lost his memory, she doesn't know what to say appropriately.
"On the other hand, you have been sure that you like me since you were a child and are willing to marry me even when I am not good to you and make such unfair demands on you. You have always known what you want, including the fact that you are tired of being married to me.
When you file for divorce, you have clear ideas about your future, and I..."