Ouyang Ping said, but she had other plans in mind.
Zhuo Jian muttered: "His arm has no intuition. It's a whole piece."
"I heard that there are some folk remedies that can treat it."
Li Yuqing said soberly.
Zhuo Jian looked up at him after hearing this: "Really?"
"Really! Come and sit down, let's talk slowly."
Ouyang Ping called her.
Just as Li Yuqing was about to help Zhuo Jian sit down, there was a ding at the door of Zhuo Jian's house and someone pushed him open from the outside.
Not many people knew the password to Zhuo Jian's house, and as soon as that person came in, he had a strong aura. Even if the light at the door was not turned on, the three of them knew who it was.
Fu Yanye had flowers under his arm and a gift. When he walked in, he looked up and saw that scene.
Zhuo Jian drunkenly pressed Li Yuqing, and Li Yuqing grabbed Zhuo Jian's arm.
Ouyang Ping sat at the dining table.
"It seems to be Fu Yanye!"
Zhuo Jian blinked and muttered.
Li Yuqing looked down at her and suddenly felt that he shouldn't have come tonight and might have caused trouble for her again.
"Mr. Fu!"
Ouyang Ping waved and said hello.
Fu Yanye wore a black coat and walked in slowly with long legs. His dark eyes looked straight at the alcoholic woman.
I didn't send him a message for the whole day. It turned out that I was treating him at home.
Still with that person.
Looking at the ambiguous posture of the two people, Fu Yanye put down the gift and then bent over and gently put the flower aside.
Ouyang Ping helped a little, then glanced at the bouquet of red roses and couldn't help but sigh: "Wow, Mr. Fu is so romantic!"
snort!
What's the use of romance?
This flower came back with him on the plane from abroad. It is the most expensive and rare variety nowadays, but look at the woman who is going to be given flowers by him.
One said he had to coax her, the other said he had to coax her, but as he watched, he just had to give her a good beating to make her remember.
"It doesn't seem like it, it is indeed him!"
Li Yuqing said, helping Zhuo Jian back to the dining table.
He didn't want to be afraid to have a normal relationship with Zhuo Jian just because he was in front of Fu Yanye. Besides being an admirer, he was also her senior brother and friend.
But obviously, Fu Yanye just doesn't like him.
Zhuo Jian walked to the dining table and walked directly to Fu Yanye. She couldn't help but lean forward and smell him, then looked up at him again: "It really smells like Fu Yanye."
"What is the taste?"
Fu Yanye asked her with a cold face.
"The taste of cold-bloodedness!"
Zhuo Jian smiled after finishing speaking.
Fu Yanye wished he could have her executed in public.
But she saw that his indifferent expression suddenly became arrogant, and she looked at him dissatisfied: "Who asked you to come to my house, or did you open the door and come in by yourself?"
"Not only did I come in by myself, I also bought you roses and gifts from across the ocean. Zhuo Jian, guess how angry I am now?"
Fu Yanye spoke clearly word for word, and then questioned her.
"What does your anger have to do with me? A scumbag like you deserves to be angry."
Zhuo Jian looked at him coldly and then sat down.
Ouyang Ping: "..."
"Senior brother, go get some drinks quickly, we are going to continue drinking."
Zhuo Jian turned around and urged Li Yuqing.
Ouyang Ping murmured: "How about we forget it today? Let's drink it another day?"
"Don't blame me for not reminding you not to drink with her."
Fu Yanye said coldly.
Zhuo Jian immediately looked at him dissatisfied: "Hey, are you threatening my friend? Who do you think you are? A scumbag."
When Fu Yanye heard the word "scumbag", it felt as if a knife had been inserted into his heart. However, with a turn of his eyes, he suddenly pulled out the chair next to her and sat down, then asked: "Give Zhuo Jian's cup."
I."
Ouyang Ping handed Zhuo Jian's cup to him.
After Fu Yanye took it, he looked at the wine Li Yuqing put on the table: "I brought this, can I drink it?"
Li Yuqing and Ouyang Ping just looked at him curiously, and even Zhuo Jian, who was drunk from alcohol, looked directly at him.