Zhuo Jian suddenly felt a chill running down his spine and said with a smile, "I won't eat it then."
Fu Yanye was still smiling, and then he suddenly looked at the people sitting on the left and right. None of them were from the business world today. He suddenly suggested: "How about we, husband and wife, perform a show for all the leaders?"
"Would you like a drink?"
"It just so happened that I didn't attend your wedding. I made up for it at noon today."
Wives from famous families are more sensible.
Fu Yanye smiled, matched their words, picked up the wine, and looked at Zhuo Jian with smiling eyes: "Madam, will you perform a show?"
Zhuo Jian was not stingy and picked up her wine glass.
Isn't it just a glass of wine?
But after they exchanged a glass of wine, Fu Yanye put down the glass and looked at her with a casual smile.
Zhuo Jian felt that he was in danger and that his condition was abnormal.
Didn't she just feed him a piece of cold pork ribs?
And the next moment, as expected, in front of everyone, he suddenly grabbed her chin, lowered his head and kissed her.
Naturally, there are sharp-eyed people who realize that their couple's situation is not right, but what is not right is the kind of relationship between husband and wife that lasts until death, so it is acceptable.
Emotions are something that grows from love to hate, from love to infatuation. Every couple has their unknown side.
He kissed her, not for long, but domineeringly and wildly.
After Zhuo Jian was kissed by him, she pursed her lips slightly and looked at him. After a long time, she smiled and pretended to be shy and said, "There are so many brothers and sisters-in-law here."
"It's all because the lady is so beautiful."
"..."
Zhuo Jian thought to herself, you must be disgusting with me.
But he had praised her beauty before.
After the meal, everyone left, and the two of them finally no longer had to play the role of a loving couple.
Zhuo Jian lowered his head and took a breath, then turned to look at him and said, "Mr. Fu just said that I would cooperate with you to finish this game. Can I make a request?"
"So just now, Mrs. Fu was not sincere at all?"
"..." Zhuo Jian looked at him, wondering how he was sincere, but soon she gave him the answer: "Well, I just made a request."
Fu Yanye chuckled lightly, squeezed her hands on the table, and then asked her: "What's the request?"
"I want to go back to live across from my workplace."
"..."
It's not a divorce.
He didn't know why he breathed a sigh of relief, but then he couldn't help but stare at her.
She still wants to separate.
"I also have a request to live there."
He is a ruthless and "principled" businessman who refuses to make any profit.
So Zhuo Jian nodded, "You say."
"The children will live in the old house. If you don't go to the old house, I won't allow you to see them."
"......good."
Zhuo Jian hesitated for a moment, but quickly accepted it.
Isn't that what he is?
Once separated, she would not be allowed to see her children.
This time I didn't say anything to tell her not to plan to see the child, which was pretty good.
Facing Zhuo Jian's willingness to accept it, Fu Yanye laughed unconsciously, "It seems you are ready to leave us."
"Yes."
Zhuo Jian didn't deny it either.
"Then why do you still take your daughter and son out?"
"As a human being, you should always enjoy yourself in time and keep more good memories."
What Zhuo Jian said was neither humble nor arrogant, and very casual.
But every word touched Fu Yanye's heart exactly.
Fu Yanye smiled again and raised his hand to touch her head, but in the end it only fell on his lap, "That's very good. It's better not to go to the old house without my order."
He stood up first and left angrily and indifferently.
But when he reached the door, he suddenly stopped and turned around.
