Seeing that his face was expressionless and so tired, Zhuo Jian thought about the words of the director's wife, then leaned forward and asked softly: "Young Master Ye, how can you be happier?"
Fu Yanye opened his dark eyes and looked straight ahead, then suddenly turned to look at her.
At that glance, Zhuo Jian's heart skipped a beat.
Fu Yanye saw her guilty and panicked look, then lowered her head and continued reading the email.
Zhuo Jian: "..."
It's so quiet in such a big ward!
However, the station director’s wife added her WeChat account shortly afterwards. She was too embarrassed to refute others, so she approved and looked at Fu Yanye again.
"Young Master Ye, can you help us with our station director's affairs?"
Zhuo Jian thought for a while and had to ask him again.
Fu Yanye didn't reply to her, but his expression turned even colder.
Zhuo Jian glanced at him, then lowered her head silently: "You can make any conditions you have."
"Don't go abroad."
Finally, he spoke.
And it's very fast.
Zhuo Jian stared at his perfect profile, the cold and hard edges of his face were seductive, and her heart skipped a beat.
Fu Yanye looked at her with dark eyes: "Can you do it without going abroad?"
Zhuo Jian lowered his eyes and nodded to him after thinking for a moment: "Yes!"
"What if you break your promise?"
Fu Yanye asked her again.
Zhuo Jian's lowered eyes moved, and he gently touched the corner of his mouth, and then said, "Well, I'll listen to you."
"Okay! Record it!"
Fu Yanye suddenly threw his cell phone next to the bed.
Zhuo Jian looked at him curiously, recorded it?
"There is no basis for what you say. You record it yourself. If you leave in the future, I will use this recording to block you."
"..."
Zhuo Jian still didn't understand what he meant. She just wanted to quickly complete the task of the director's wife, so she took his mobile phone, but couldn't help but look at him when she was about to open it.
"Think for yourself."
Fu Yanye saw that she didn't know the password, so he turned away angrily and ignored her.
Zhuo Jian hesitated for a moment, then entered the password for their home.
Sure enough, the phone screen turned on.
Zhuo Jian couldn't help but glance at him quietly again, then found the recording function and recorded it for him.
Fu Yanye listened to her recording, and his heart skipped a beat. Looking at her lightly pursed red lips, he couldn't help but call her: "Come here!"
Zhuo Jian was reluctant, but still walked over obediently.
"sit down."
Fu Yanye ordered again.
Zhuo Jian sat down on the edge of the bed, then tied her hands and lowered her head to wait for his next instruction.
"kiss Me!"
Fu Yanye said again.
Zhuo Jian looked at him in shock.
Kiss him?
She had already recorded it, so why did she still kiss him?