Zhuo Jian still found a cigarette from her bag and lit one. Zhuang Mingli frowned, stood with her in front of the car, and asked her: "Do you have to smoke?"
"leave me alone."
Fu Yanye always loved to take care of her, making her unable to take care of herself, and then sent her to the eighteenth level of hell to make her learn to live alone.
So these men, it's best not to meddle in other people's business.
Their short-lived passion seems to her now to be meaningless and even funny.
Zhuang Mingli was also upset, so he lit one too, and then they both puffed away in front of the car.
Later, he turned to look at her, looking at her thin but gentle profile, "Do you have any plans recently?"
"What about you? It is said that your father has already set a wedding date for you."
Zhuo Jian took a puff of cigarette, then looked at the sea with his elbows on his hands.
"I regard her as my sister, and I can't think of her like that."
"..."
Zhuo Jian turned to look at him.
These words also sound familiar.
Fu Yanye also said something similar back then.
She still remembered that she had just come back before her mother left. At that time, he still regarded her as a little girl and said that he didn't have that feeling for her. Then what?
They gave birth to four children, and he still likes to touch her whenever he is with her.
Zhuo Jian took a puff of cigarette and then reminded him, "Don't be so absolute in everything. Maybe the woman you despise now will be your life partner for many years to come and will have children with you."
"Humph, now I just want to have children with you."
Zhuang Mingli blew out the smoke and looked at her with squinted eyes.
Zhuo Jian also stared at him, "I can't give birth."
"Um?"
"When I gave birth to my daughter, the doctor advised me not to have another baby. The risk of another baby is one life for another."
Her tone was very calm, and she didn't think it was a serious matter.
But Zhuang Mingli felt sad when he saw her looking so calm and calm. In his heart, she was just a foolish woman who was deeply hurt.
He wanted to love her, but she seemed to be still devoted to that man.
"Zhuang Mingli, if I were you, I wouldn't waste time on someone who has no chance of having feelings for me. I'll stop your losses in time..."
Before she could say these three words, Zhuang Mingli was already in front of her.
Zhuo Jian subconsciously bent back.
Zhuang Mingli pressed his hands on the front of the car on both sides of her waist and looked straight at her, wanting to warn her not to try to teach a man who had never had sex, but in the end, he just saw a flash in her eyes.
He calmed down after being uneasy.
She had already suffered so much, how could he torture her?
"Zhuo Jian, if you remarry me, you will definitely be the happiest woman in the world."
His voice was low, warm, and seductive.
Zhuo Jian only looked at him and smiled slightly, "It's hard to say."
"Fu Yanye has destroyed your yearning for love. You can't punish other men who love you."
He told in a low voice, which was also a plea.
Zhuo Jian didn't speak, just looked at him, trying to understand from his eyes where the young master who ran away in the middle of the night had gone. Now he looked like he had too many thoughts and no need to run away at all.
"You've never been kissed by a man other than Fu Yanye, have you?"
Zhuang Mingli stared at her and asked.
At first glance, it seemed like she had never been in another relationship, let alone kissed another man.
Zhuo Jian didn't speak. He remained silent and didn't want others to guess his thoughts so easily.
"What age has this been, and you've only kissed your own husband? Then you must have only slept with one, right?"
"Aren't you talking about a lawsuit?"
Zhuo Jian held a cigarette in one hand and pressed it against the car, while the other hand pressed against his heart.