Zhou Mei subconsciously looked into the European-style door and couldn't help but frown.
She deliberately didn't call to make a surprise attack, but no one was at their house?
At the same time, Wang Yue, who was enjoying high-grade bird's nest in the living room, had already dialed her son's phone: "You are the one who caused this today, right? You have made the Lin family anxious. You just came to the door again and wanted to start a new family."
Asking for guilt, forcing marriage, I let people say that I was not at home, Fu Yanye, what exactly do you want to do? If you want to be with our baby Jian Jian, can you take care of the Lin family? "
"I understand. I'm with Zhuo Jian now. I'll hang up now."
Fu Yanye glanced at the woman who was about to leave, hung up the phone and chased after her, holding her wrist: "Where are you going?"
"Go back to Taili!"
Zhuo Jian responded to him and pushed his hand without pushing, then raised his eyes to look at him.
"You are not allowed to go today!"
Fu Yanye said, it was also an order.
Zhuo Jian looked at him with clear eyes, "Why?"
"You were bullied like that last night. Don't you have any doubts at all? Don't go to work for the next few days."
"Then I'll go home!"
Zhuo Jian originally just wanted to find an excuse to leave him first.
Fu Yanye stared at her with half-squinted eyes: "Does being with me make you uncomfortable?"
"But I can't stay here forever!"
Zhuo Jian said.
"Now your door is surrounded by reporters? If you insist on leaving now, there is only one place you can go."
"where?"
"Shengyuan!"
His sea view apartment.
Zhuo Jian heard these two words, and then stood there silently, but stubbornly stopped talking.
Doesn’t that mean we still can’t get away from him?
She didn't want to be his human pillow again tonight.
"Then let me go to Ouyang Ping's head office?"
Then she thought of a place to live.
"I know she is the daughter of your father's lawyer, and you had a good relationship when you were young, but I am your husband, am I not as good as your friend?"
Fu Yanye asked her.
Zhuo Jian pursed her lower lip again, but the corners of her mouth still hurt a little. She quickly let go, and then looked at him again: "I can stay here, but you have to keep your distance from me."
"..."
Fu Yanye looked at her coldly.
"We all have to leave...ah!"
Before she said the word divorce, he suddenly lowered his head and bit her lips.
"I see you don't want to leave!"
Fu Yanye's domineering intimidation.
Zhuo Jian suddenly stopped talking nonsense.
Fu Yanye looked at her bitten lip and couldn't help but suck it gently, and then again.
If he hadn't seen the injury at the corner of her mouth and was afraid of hurting her, he wouldn't have been so polite and just tasted it.
Zhuo Jian raised her neck and felt his kiss. When his lips moved from her lips to her eyes and nose, she took a deep breath and did not dare to say a word, but her hands tightly grasped his subconscious.