Wang Rui stopped at the door of his house and left quickly.
Zhuo Jian watched him enter the elevator before entering the house. Soon, a sense of oppression hit her head in the huge house.
This is the place where they once lived together and it was also their wedding room.
At the airport, Wang Rui said that Fu Yanye might not think so. In other words, Wang Rui told Fu Yanye that she was going to send Chengcheng off, but did Fu Yanye still think that she was leaving?
Zhuo Jian sat down on the sofa, and all kinds of mistrust in the past suddenly came to mind.
Yes, how could she still expect his trust?
And where is he now?
——
"What are you doing?"
"I, send a message to my wife."
In the hospital ward, Su Bai on the bed was sending messages quietly on his cell phone. The person sitting in the chair looked at it lazily and got up.
Su Bai immediately raised his head. The tall and straight man stood in front of him, looking down at him, and looked at him with royal contempt.
"Bring it here."
"..."
He stretched out his hand slightly, and Su Bai's hand quickly pressed a key on the other side, but he didn't see it.
"When did Sister Jian become your wife? How come I, her husband, never knew that I had abdicated?"
The current situation is that one is strong and agile, while the other has limited mobility and is still in the hospital bed.
So the agile man snatched the phone away, glanced at it, and asked questions unhurriedly.
The feeling of black clouds looming overhead made people unable to laugh. The corner of Su Bai's mouth twitched for a while before he managed to say: "Hehe, hehe."
"No need to tell her yet."
Fu Yanye deleted the words and quickly threw them back to him.
"Oh, then, then I pretend not to know?"
Su Bai asked him carefully.
"Um."
"What are you going to do about Sister Jian? She has been tortured by you in the past few years. You must not bully her again."
"..."
The person listening frowned.
Was she tortured enough?
Ah.
"Brother, you really..."
"You should take care of yourself. After all, I have a social event over at Xingguang that I have to go over and go through the motions. Let's talk about it another day."
"ah?"
Su Bai didn't expect that he would leave so fast and not go home.
Obviously Wang Ruidu called to say that Zhuo Jian was back.
Su Bai was still afraid, afraid that that person would hurt his sister again, but he was also worried that he had really said something he shouldn't have said.
It's just getting dark.
Zhuo Jian received a call from Ouyang Ping.
Immediately afterwards, the starlight this night became really lively.
In a sudden heavy rain, it was very lively.
A retired old man held an eighteenth birthday party for his granddaughter. Celebrities and wealthy businessmen from all over the city, as well as male celebrities and models that the granddaughter liked, came to congratulate her one after another.
Ouyang Ping and Zhong Mai arrived early, and they held glasses of wine and looked at people's heads. They would discuss a few words with anyone they saw who had an impression.
"If I had known earlier, I should have asked our A-Jian to come and join in the fun."
Ouyang Ping said boredly.
"I'm just afraid she won't come back."
Zhong Mai said.
"Yeah, she always hates situations like this that require fake politeness."
Ouyang Ping replied.
It was only after eight o'clock. Ouyang Ping looked at the man who came in and suddenly felt a little unsure: "Mr. Zhong, am I dazzled? That's not Mr. Fu, right?"
Zhong Mai looked towards the door, it was Fu Yanye.