Fu Yanye looked at her until her eyelashes fluttered.
Jian Qian pursed her lips and saw that Zhuo Jian's eyes were filled with mist.
Zhuo Jian wanted to continue drinking the soup, but the spoon was full of soup and she couldn't lift her hand.
She put down the spoon, glanced at her watch, and whispered: "Aren't we going shopping?"
"ah?"
Jian Qian's voice was a bit difficult to pronounce.
What else are you going to go shopping for at this time?
"Let's go."
Zhuo Jian stood up, took her mobile phone and bag, lowered her head and was about to leave.
Jian Qian stood up but did not move.
Because Fu Yanye held her hand in front: "Have I explained this clearly?"
He looked at her and asked in a low voice.
Yes, this time it's no longer a question, but a question.
Zhuo Jian pushed his hand but didn't push it away. After a few seconds, she raised her eyes and met his eyes. Her vision was extremely blurry, but her heart was also extremely rational, "I've always known it."
"so?"
Fu Yanye looked forward to it.
In fact, he had always felt that way, and Zhuo Jian knew it. He could not regard other women as her substitute.
But there was no excitement in her voice, and it was even so light that she seemed disappointed.
"She doesn't even dare to say she likes you, so what qualifications does she have to compare with me?"
"I never said she was qualified."
"When you hugged her and provoked me, you didn't say she wasn't qualified."
Zhuo Jian coldly blocked his words.
"..."
Fu Yanye looked at her extremely cold eyes and suddenly felt weak.
"I really don't know whether to call you naive or what. If those women cooperated with you at that time, would you really let them please you and then break up with me?"
"..."
Fu Yanye looked at her, never expecting that she could say such things to him in a public place.
"Besides, you should know that what really drives us further and further apart is not these embarrassing women, but your distrust of me."
When Zhuo Jian pushed his hand again, he pushed it away easily. She just smiled lightly and then passed him by.
She no longer had any expectations for him.
They are nothing more than that.
When he hurt her in the past, she thought it meant her heart was broken. It wasn't until what happened a few days ago that she knew what it meant to be truly heartbroken.
Holding a handful of ashes in your hand is just that feeling.
After she left, there was a sound of thank you for coming from the door, followed by the crisp and unreal sound of the wind chimes outside the door.
The wind was so strong that her long hair was blown up, and her tense and hot face finally felt relieved.
In the restaurant, Jian Qian quickly bowed her head and left.
Only Fu Yanye and Cheng Nuo were left. Cheng Nuo looked at Fu Yanye for a long time before he dared to step forward a little and said in a low voice that could not be heard, "If I say that I like you now, Mr. Fu...
..."
She looked at him and tried to confess.
But he didn't seem to hear it, so he turned around and walked outside.
Cheng Nuo was still standing there, tears of grievance about to fall.
She thought she was careful enough, but was she transparent in front of him?
He would use her when he could, no need...
No, it's impossible, he must still need her, after all, everyone says she is very similar to Zhuo Jian when she was young.
But......
Thinking of the conversation between the couple just now, she felt her face hurt again.
They didn't mention her name, but they humiliated her.
Cheng Nuo's cell phone rang for a long time.
But she couldn't hear it at all.
Until a waiter passed by: "Ma'am, your cell phone is ringing."
Cheng Nuo glanced at the waiter silently, then came to his senses, and quickly lowered his head to get his phone, but there was a missed call from You Fei on the phone.
You Fei, why does that boss treat her as a human being?
You Fei once clearly marked her price, but her virginity was nothing more than meager.