The car was opened from the inside, and the tall man stood outside, looking helplessly at her slender figure.
Only then did Zhuo Jian stop and turned around to look, "Oh, it's really our Mr. Fu."
"..."
The tone was a bit harsh, but the three words "our family" that he said unknowingly still made Fu Yanye feel good.
She approached him and looked impatient: "Why are you here again?"
Fu Yanye stood there in a white shirt, squinting at her a little unhappy, "I'm a bitch."
"Oh, then you can continue to do it without disturbing me."
"How else could I come here again? Except to pick you up."
Fu Yanye finally couldn't stand her knowingly asking questions. Before she turned to leave, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her to his eyes. He held her shoulders with both hands: "Don't pretend like that?"
"I'm pretending?"
"The whole world knows I'm here to pick you up."
Fu Yanye stared at her with dark eyes, somewhat pitiful.
Zhuo Jian was speechless for a short time just because of that look in his eyes. Soon he lowered his head and said, "Who asked you to pick me up?"
Are you still calling yourself a bitch?
Is it a shame to come to pick her up?
"As a human being, you can't break your promises."
He replied to what she just said.
"oh?"
Zhuo Jian looked at him with big shrewd eyes.
"Didn't I say in the morning that I would pick you up in the afternoon?"
Fu Yanye avoided her eyes.
"You should never break your promise as a human being. You must always keep this in mind."
Zhuo Jian continued to stare at his guilty look and deliberately mentioned it.
"You have all the documents, why are you worried?"
When Fu Yanye reminded her, it was like stabbing a knife into her heart.
Zhuo Jian thought for a while, raised her hand to push his hand away from her body, and walked to his co-pilot, but did not get in.
Fu Yanye looked at her and asked her what she wanted.
"Open the door."
Zhuo Jian reminded.
When Fu Yanye walked to open the car door for her, he stared at her and asked, "Why are you so angry today?"
He immediately took a breath of air-conditioning in anger, but still went to open the car door for her. He looked at her with a devilish look in his eyes, "Ma'am, please be proud of yourself for a while."
"..."
Zhuo Jian didn't know why, but her scalp suddenly felt cold.
But he still managed to sit in.
Fu Yanye put his hands on the roof of the car and bent down to get in, "Would you like me to fasten my seat belt for my husband?"
"That's not necessary."
Zhuo Jian said, quickly fastened her seat belt and looked forward.
Seeing that she was still nervous, Fu Yanye felt a little more comfortable, closed the car door for her, and walked around to the other side.
"Did you go to pick up your son from school?"
"Uncle Zhou went to pick them up, but they will go home late tonight."
"Why?"
"I said I wanted to dine out with you."
"What? Are you tired of cooking?"
Zhuo Jian looked at him and asked.
"If you like to eat what I cook, we will go back now."
"..."
This cannot be acknowledged for the time being.
So she moved her eyes away and looked outside.
When passing a shopping mall, the car suddenly turned into the parking lot inside.
Zhuo Jian looked in the direction curiously and asked, "Aren't you going to eat?"
"Go buy a gift first."
"What gift? To whom?"
Zhuo Jian was confused. Judging from his expression, he didn't buy it for her anyway.
Fu Yanye glanced at her and didn't explain.
Zhuo Jian: "..."
I thought this person was a bit strange. He wanted to buy gifts for others but he still had to take her with him. He didn't even mention who he was buying gifts for.
After parking the car in the parking lot, Fu Yanye got out of the car and opened the door for her.
Zhuo Jian thought it was pretty good. She got out of the car and patiently asked him again with her bag on her back: "Who are you buying a gift for?"