Ouyang Ping went out of her bedroom, leaving a crack in her door.
"Mr. Fu's breakfast is so beautiful!"
Ouyang Ping was greatly surprised. Are all men today so homely?
This is a billionaire! The food cooked by a billionaire!
"If you haven't eaten, let's go together!"
Fu Yanye suggested.
"Can I?"
Ouyang Ping completely forgot about driving him away.
"Can!"
Fu Yanye glanced at her and expressed.
"Wow! That's great! She probably isn't in the mood to eat, so let's eat first!"
"You have to let her eat first! She has a fever. Not eating and taking medicine is bad for her stomach!"
Fu Yanye reminded.
Ouyang Ping: "..."
An embarrassment!
"But what if she doesn't want to eat with you? What if she sees you have no appetite?"
After Ouyang Ping was embarrassed, she boldly asked.
Fu Yanye stood opposite her for a while, then suddenly smiled: "So she called you here to drive me away, right?"
"Uh! You can also say that!"
Ouyang Ping lowered her head and scratched her scalp.
Fu Yanye frowned when he saw her action, and immediately stepped away: "Stop grabbing your hair there, or dandruff will fly into the food."
"Um?"
Ouyang Ping was embarrassed again and wanted to hit the wall.
Fu Yanye lost his appetite and turned around and went to the bedroom.
When Zhuo Jian saw him coming in, she immediately put her phone under the pillow, leaned against the bed and looked at him defensively: "Why did you get in?"
"If you really hate me so much, don't make yourself so embarrassed when I don't see you, making me mistakenly think that you still have deep feelings for me."
Fu Yanye said.
Zhuo Jian: "..."
"Go out, eat some food, and then drink some medicine. I'm leaving!"
Fu Yanye said again.
Zhuo Jian: "..."
He really left without looking back.
Ouyang Ping couldn't help but glance at the people in the bedroom after he left. She didn't know why Zhuo Jian had tears in her eyes at this time.
Zhuo Jian just felt a pain in her heart.
Is she embarrassed?
It’s just that I haven’t eaten well recently, so my skin looks a little bad, right?
Later, the two women were eating breakfast cooked by Fu Yanye together. Ouyang Ping couldn't help but ask: "Do you really want to divorce him? He has good looks and power, can make money, and can cook. Such a peerless good man, you
If you miss it, you will never find it again.”
"But he's not single-minded."
Zhuo Jian's voice was a little hoarse.
Ouyang Ping sighed when she heard this and muttered: "That's true!"
"But I still think it's a pity to give up. Can't you just turn a blind eye?"
Ouyang Ping couldn't help but continue to ask.
"If it were you, could you?"
"..."
Ouyang Ping thought for a while, she couldn't.
So after dinner, when Zhuo Jian was taking medicine, she made the final decision with Zhuo Jian: "Then I will ask my father to help you sue him? Divorce?"
"Um!"
Zhuo Jian nodded.
"Hey! I always feel that you two won't have to go to court. Can you really not discuss it?"
"..."
Zhuo Jian smiled bitterly.
——
It started to rain again in the evening. Zhuo Jian sat in the restaurant and looked at the temperature on the thermometer, which was thirty-nine degrees, and sighed helplessly.
It started to rain again outside, and she heard the door being pushed open from the outside again.
Only the restaurant had the lights on, and it was dark there, but she still saw him as soon as he walked in.
Fu Yan saw the lights in the restaurant were on at night and went directly to the restaurant. Seeing her dull eyes looking at him, he put down the things in his hands and walked over. He put his cold hands on her forehead: "Why is it still so hot? It's delicious.
Medicine?"
"Fu Yanye, why are you here again?"
She asked weakly.
His hands were so cold that she almost couldn't restrain herself and threw herself to him.
