It's not that she's not hungry, she just has no appetite.
Fu Yanye looked at her and suddenly said: "After drinking this bowl of soup, I will tell you something."
Zhuo Jian glanced at him curiously, and her mind immediately turned around, thinking of several things that they had not figured out. She moved her lips and wanted to ask, but then she thought of how rude he was in the house opposite.
He didn't say anything anymore, but just followed his wishes and drank the soup.
Fu Yanye felt relieved when he saw that she was obedient, so he followed her.
In fact, he didn't eat much all day today. He originally wanted to stay with her in the evening, but ended up learning her whereabouts and...
The lawyer found him and sent him the photos taken by a private detective.
On the coast, Zhuang Mingli blocked her in front of a car and whispered to her...
No wonder the lawyer said he didn't know and thought he was a close lover.
He calmed himself down and told himself that she would not do anything to Zhuang Mingli. She knew what she should do and what she shouldn't do.
But......
He was worried, what if she didn't know?
Fortunately, Wang Rui followed them all the time, so he would not be completely tortured to death by his own thoughts.
Soon, he raised his eyes and saw a bowl being pushed to the middle of the table.
Zhuo Jian finished the soup, took out a piece of paper and wiped his mouth and looked at him, "Drink it."
Fu Yanye also put down the bowl and asked her, "Do you still want to drink?"
"Agreed on a bowl."
Zhuo Jian's words are concise and concise.
Fu Yanye stood up and took the bowl away. When she turned back, she had already cleaned the table.
Well, she was waiting for him to say something.
But this also shows that he actually knows him very well, and he will not speak until the table is clean.
Fu Yanye didn't know whether to be happy or laughable. Feeling unsure, he walked over and sat in front of her, "It seems I can satisfy your appetite."
Zhuo Jian kept silent and waited for him to mention what he just wanted to say.
"On New Year's Eve, the mastermind behind your hand was found."
He still spoke.
"who is it?"
"Cheng Nuo."
"..."
Zhuo Jian still felt nervous about this answer.
No matter how innocent and harmless a woman looks on the surface, she can be a femme fatale.
Thinking of a few people, she smiled lightly.
"The dancer had been hiding in a building to be demolished in the suburbs. Until today, she thought that we had forgotten about the matter and planned to leave by plane. Unexpectedly, our people have been waiting for her at all major exits from the city."
After Fu Yanye finished speaking, he looked at her again.
Zhuo Jian felt nothing but a little melancholy.
"You originally thought it was her, right?"
Fu Yanye asked her again.
Zhuo Jian lowered his eyes and looked at the place where he was burned by the cigarette. There was a blister, which was a little bigger than before.
"It could also be Liang Yu."
Zhuo Jian guessed that it was just the two of them anyway. She guessed that Liang Yu was because of the bag that Liang Yu gave to Cheng Nuo. She guessed that Cheng Nuo was not surprised. Cheng Nuo acted innocent and humble. She could see through Liang Yu at a glance.
It was the type that took her a long time to figure out.
Fu Yanye lowered his head and saw that her hand kept touching her fingers. When she was about to get up and let go, he saw the blisters on her fingers and immediately leaned forward to hold her hand.
Zhuo Jian didn't flinch, she was very used to his actions.
"how did you make it?"
"Ashes, hot."
Knowing that he must have vented enough, she dared to say this.
Fu Yanye glanced at her again, then let go of her and stood up, "Sit here and don't move."
Zhuo Jian said nothing and watched him come back quickly with the medical kit and then sit next to her.
Zhuo Jian tilted towards him slightly, watching him disinfect her and squeeze out the thick liquid from the blisters, then looked at him again, "Where's Cheng Nuo?"