"People always understand their feelings only after the fact."
Zhuo Jian looked at him seriously with clear and gentle eyes and explained.
"..."
Fu Yanye suddenly felt a little unhappy, frowned and continued to look at her.
"Let go, I'm going in."
Zhuo Jian didn't want to look at him anymore, so she lowered her head and glanced at his hand holding her wrist with a somewhat commanding look.
But Fu Yanye couldn't let go of her, and even wanted to pull her into his arms.
If he had known as a child that he would never let her go in his life...
"Let go."
Zhuo Jian urged again softly.
"Do you like that I am so unclear about you and have no confidence in you?"
Fu Yanye tried to ask her.
The night was dark, which was a bit inconsistent with their previous persona.
The person who always had doubts in the past was the woman.
But now, he is the domineering, cold and arrogant strong man who can do whatever he likes at will.
Zhuo Jian looked at him for a few seconds and nodded: "Well, it's quite fun."
None of it matters anymore.
It doesn't matter whether he cares about her, whether he understands her or not, whether he has confidence or not, whether he will get hurt.
Fu Yanye held her wrist harder, and it took several seconds before he regained his senses and reminded her: "But tonight you saved me enough face in front of Zhuang Zhimin and listened to everything I said."
At that moment, for him, he was simply happier than negotiating a tens of billions project.
"That's because what you said is good for me."
"..."
"Fu Yanye, actually I am the truly selfish person. Once I find that something is beneficial to me, I can accept it unconditionally."
She suddenly turned her body to face him, and started talking naturally and comfortably.
"Yeah?"
Fu Yanye saw that there was light in her eyes again, and just smiled. He looked up and saw that the stars in the sky were almost not as bright as the light in her eyes, and took a step back slowly.
"Yes, I will even do anything for people I hate."
Zhuo Jian was calm and determined at this moment.
He was still holding her wrist and looking at her from a distance. Soon after, he slowly leaned closer to her ear and said, "Zhuo Jian, I'm afraid you have nothing to gain."
Zhuo Jian didn't hear his words clearly, she only felt his breath smelling of alcohol lingering in her ears, making her skin itchy.
"lady."
He was hoarse.
"Um?"
"As long as you dare to ask."
He moved away slightly, keeping a distance where they could see each other's eyes clearly.
Zhuo Jian could still breathe with him, and then her heart beat inexplicably faster.
At that moment, his eyes were unwavering.
Zhuo Jian felt as if they were being shielded in a small space, even though she was already looking up at him, feeling a little tired.
Suddenly a little guy shouted at the door, "Mommy, Daddy, come back quickly."
Fu Yanye smiled after hearing this. He didn't want to go back at all right now.
He even held a pair of her wrists, then slowly took her hand and murmured: "Give me some motivation?"
"What?"
She didn't know why he smiled so happily all of a sudden.
"It seems like it's been a long time since I showed affection in front of those boys."
"..."
Show what?
Loving?
Zhuo Jian subconsciously wanted to retreat, but he took her hand and moved forward. When her hand unnaturally circled around his waist, his lips were already on hers.
