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Chapter 2010

Chapter 2010

"How do you say you came for me?"

Zhuo Jian asked.

"He's holding Cheng Tian, ​​and he doesn't want any wine."

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"..."

Come to such an occasion with Cheng Tian in your arms?

Zhuo Jian and Ouyang Ping were both surprised for a moment, but it was over soon.

It's not like he hasn't come here with his son in his arms before.

"You really don't want to say hello? You can still meet your daughter."

Zhang Mingliang mentioned it again, she always felt that everyone was happy, how could this couple not be happy alone?

"forget it."

Having just met her daughter at noon, Zhuo Jian felt that mother and daughter could meet alone some other time, not in front of Mr. Fu.

"Hey, I really don't know what you two are going to do, not getting divorced but living apart."

Ouyang Ping felt a headache just thinking about it.

"Yeah, it's clear that there is no one else in my heart, but I feel like I no longer have the other person."

Zhang Mingliang also said.

Suddenly a drunk man came up and put his arm around Zhuo Jian's shoulders: "You are the beautiful host, right? Have a drink with me, how about I reward you with 100,000?"

"Where did the drunkard come from?"

When Zhang Mingliang saw it, his face suddenly turned cold and he glanced not far away.

Ouyang Ping was calm because Zhuo Jian was also calm.

"One drink costs 100,000 yuan? How many more drinks should we have?"

Zhuo Jian said nonchalantly.

"How many more drinks? Okay."

The drunk man looked pretty good, smiled, and then turned to look at the men in the booth, all of whom looked at him with admiration.

A group of men are drinking in a place like this, where are they looking for sex?

Soon the table was filled with cups and cash.

Fanxing's bodyguards stood straight behind him, and if that person dared to behave deviantly, they would immediately rush forward and crush him to death.

But there were no surprises.

That man was drinking with Zhuo Jian. Zhuo Jian drank the wine with a smile, and he took a wad of cash.

Su Bai watched upstairs for a while, then ran to the private room, "You really don't want to go and take a look? Sister Jian has drunk a lot."

Fu Yanye said nothing and played with his daughter.

Su Bai was furious, but Zhang Mingliang told him not to mind his own business, so he could only go out to watch again.

Zhuo Jian really drank too much that night, so naturally she would not take the money and donate it to the Red Cross.

What happened that night was circulated privately, but in the end it didn't make any big news.

β€”β€”

They met before Fu Yanqing got on the plane the next afternoon.

Wang Yue didn't come to see it off, just the two of them.

Fu Yanqing hugged Zhuo Jian, then looked at her brother and said flatteringly: "Brother, can you smile at your sister before she leaves?"

"Call if you need anything."

Fu Yanye only said this.

He can't laugh, and he doesn't like to laugh.

"Oh, you're doing this as if you're going to die."

Fu Yanqing was unhappy and he didn't smile.

Fu Yanye frowned when he heard the word farewell. Zhuo Jian remembered that Fu Yanye's plane had an accident and quickly reminded him: "Don't talk nonsense. Remember to bring your husband and son back with you next time."

Fu Yanqing felt that Zhuo Jian's words were satisfactory to her. She wanted to bring him back, but she also needed a step up.

"Okay, I'll leave first, remember to miss me."

Fu Yanqing laughed, then turned around and left with her bag on her back.

Zhuo Jian and Fu Yanye stood there and watched her go away before turning and leaving.

The two of them were careless, paying no attention to each other, and kept a just right distance.

After arriving at the parking lot, Fu Yanye said: "Take me a piece of cake."

Zhuo Jian turned to look at him, "You didn't drive?"

"Lao Liu drove us here and left."

Fu Yanye frowned, as if he was telling lies.

Uncle Liu and Uncle Zhou are also veteran drivers of the Fu family, but they are used by the elders a lot, and they may even accompany them when they go out.

Zhuo Jian didn't say anything else, but before getting in the car, she suddenly pressed the car door and asked him: "Mr. Fu often says that there is no profit."


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