If her elders love her, they shouldn't embarrass her too much.
"Then I'll wait for you to have lunch."
Wang Yue said.
"No, Mom, you and your grandparents eat first, you don't have to wait for me."
"I was the only one at home at noon. Your grandma and your grandpa went out to spend time with old friends. Your dad and your husband both had social activities. It happened that we two went to the beauty salon. It would be better to go to Starlight together in the evening."
Wang Yue made plans happily.
Zhuo Jian couldn't help but scratch his hair.
Grandpa was not at home at noon, hey!
Zhuo Jian arrived at the office and was about to read the information when someone knocked on the door from outside.
Ouyang Ping held an envelope in her hand and waved it at her.
"The flight is at seven o'clock tomorrow morning."
Ouyang Ping gave her the envelope and put it on the table.
Zhuo Jian glanced at it, picked it up and opened the envelope.
Inside there was a ticket looming in front of me.
I don't know what's going on, but my heart actually twitches.
"Did you two quarrel after we left last night?"
Ouyang Ping saw that her eyelids were a little swollen and asked worriedly.
Zhuo Jian smiled and said, "We often quarrel, don't worry."
"So, that's it?"
Ouyang Ping couldn't help but ask more gossipy questions, albeit in a low voice.
Zhuo Jian remembered the scene when he bit her finger last night and shook her head soon after.
Ouyang Ping sighed with relief: "It's okay not to have any! This year, everything should pass."
Everything will pass?
If you can't get through it in three years, how can you get through it in one year?
However, such a beautiful hope is what we should have.
I hope that when she comes back, he and Lin Ruxiang will be married?
One year, if Ruxiang is still alive, the child should be a hundred days old, right?
Zhuo Jian was thinking about whether to give their children a 100-day gift.
Ouyang Ping saw Zhuo Jian's despair for Fu Yanye and couldn't help but say: "Master Su said that your husband has been living alone in Shengyuan during your absence for more than three years."
Zhuo Jian knew that the young master she was talking about was Su Bai, and couldn't help but smile: "Really?"
"I heard something about you three, honey, will we be deceived by Ruxiang's pity?"
Ouyang Ping couldn't help but ask her.
Zhuo Jian couldn't help laughing and shook his head helplessly.
"Of course I also hope that she is a vicious and bad woman, but obviously my hope can only be in vain."
"What if she is? What if she takes advantage of people's sympathy for the weak?"
"Then people were willingly taken advantage of by her. She didn't force them with a knife, right?"
"..."
——
Zhuo Jian appeared in the studio on time at noon and started her one of the few live news broadcasts in a while.
At the same time, Fu Yanye was already having dinner with Su Bai at Xingguang, listening to the staff making final reports and confirmations on the contents of the banquet.
After the banquet was finalized, Fu Yanye's cell phone rang. When he saw the number, he picked up: "Hello?"
"knew!"
Fu Yanye quickly hung up the phone, his face as ruthless as ever.
Su Bai looked at him carefully and asked, "Who is it?" after not guessing who was calling.
"The director of the TV station said that Zhuo Jian will fly out tomorrow morning."
"Um?"
"The training that I was told I wouldn't go to before."
"..."
Fu Yanye moved his hand holding the wine glass, then held it up and slowly took a sip of wine down his throat.
Bitter and astringent!
But bitterness and astringency have always made him feel conquered the most.
Su Bai was silent for a while, and then couldn't help but ask him: "Do you want to keep someone?"