Zhuo Jian looked at him and found that he was looking behind her.
There were people standing there at the door, looking at her coldly. They.
Ouyang Ping and the others also followed Zhuang Mingli's eyes and looked towards the door, and then they were also silent.
It's Fu Yanye.
"Why does Mr. Fu come to join in the fun of little people like us?"
The banker is one of the most wealthy families in the south, but Zhuang Mingli pressed Zhuo Jian's legs like a ruffian while looking at Fu Yanye for questioning, and even called himself a nobody.
Zhuo Jian's heart was beating like thunder.
Because that person is right behind her.
Zhuang Mingli withdrew his eyes and looked at Zhuo Jian. Seeing her nervous expression, he said, "Why are you so nervous? I'm here, right?"
"..."
Zhuo Jian didn't say anything but felt bored.
Some of Yu Mingli's behaviors are really similar to Fu Yanye's.
Sometimes even some words, Zhuo Jian felt that Fu Yanye had said it to her thousands of times.
"It's no longer fun after the joke has been made."
Ouyang Ping reminded Juzhuang Mingli.
Zhuang Mingli also wanted to control the heat, but he just didn't like Fu Yanye.
Why did this person treat Zhuo Jian badly, but yet he devoured Zhuo Jian to death?
"What do you think?"
Zhuang Mingli lowered his head and got closer to Zhuo Jian, appearing a little intimate, and asked her for her opinion.
Zhuo Jian didn't want Fu Yanye to think that she hadn't let go, but she was unwilling to let Zhuang Mingli get so close to her.
But before she could say anything, his voice suddenly sounded next to her.
"Can you go home?"
He walked over and stood beside her and Zhuang Mingli. His voice was low but without any emotion.
"I have to go."
Zhuo Jian looked at Zhuang Mingli and reminded him to let go.
Zhuang Ming looked at her sharply, "You are both going to get divorced. You should not ride in his car anymore, let alone live under the same roof with him."
"My son is not feeling very well. I hope you can go back and accompany him as soon as possible."
Fu Yanye said it neither lightly nor seriously.
"which one?"
When Zhuo Jian heard that her son was uncomfortable, she subconsciously looked up at him and asked. She was really worried and wanted to know which one.
Fu Yanye looked at her with dark eyes for a while. When Li Yuqing and Ouyang Ping both looked at him, he said, "Chengli."
"Be right back."
Zhuo Jian said and wanted to stand up, but her legs were being held down, so she had to say: "Quickly let go."
"He lied to you."
"Won't."
Zhuo Jian was stunned for half a second, but quickly held his wrist and pushed him back.
Zhuang Mingli didn't want to create tension between himself and her. He hoped that he could be more generous, so he let go of her and let her choose as freely as possible.
Zhuo Jian picked up her coat and looked at Ouyang Ping and Li Yuqing as she put it on, "Then I'll go back first. Don't drink too much."
"Leave us alone."
Ouyang Ping glanced at Fu Yanye worriedly, worried that Fu Yanye would calm down now and argue with Zhuo Jian again after leaving the house.
Fu Yanye ignored her, turned around and walked ahead.
Zhuo Jian immediately followed.
As soon as they left, Ouyang Ping went to close the door and stood at the door with her hands folded across her chest, looking at Yu Mingli. She was really worried that Fu Yanye was going to rush up and beat him until his teeth were all over the floor.
Not long after, she took two steps forward: "I'm warning you not to touch Jian Jian again."
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Downstairs, Fu Yanye and Zhuo Jian were walking out.
Fu Yanye was wearing a coat, and he also took a lady's coat, which belonged to her.
She was wearing a coat, so he kept it on his wrist without giving it to her.
But when he arrived at the door, he looked at the coat he had brought for her and suddenly felt that it was unnecessary.
Thinking about the man who had flirted so intimately with her just now, he became even more depressed and sighed.