Zhuo Jian subconsciously looked back at him. The smile on his face disappeared as quickly as it appeared. She started the car and left with a cold expression.
A gust of wind passed by, blowing her new coat open, and she felt a chill in her heart.
Was it because he saw Li Yuqing that he did so much just now?
Dog man.
A dog man who loves acting!
Mr. Fu shouldn't be a boss, he should be an actor. He can definitely win awards for one play and be soft-hearted.
With him here, those movie stars are really not considered popular at all.
Zhuo Jian took back her thoughts of hurting him and turned around to look at Li Yuqing with some embarrassment. Li Yuqing smiled lightly: "Go in."
"Um!"
Zhuo Jian nodded in agreement, but after walking a few steps, he suddenly stopped and turned to look at Li Yuqing, "Did you hear the last sentence he said?"
"He said he would pick you up and take you to the airport after your show."
"oh!"
Zhuo Jian nodded dully.
The atmosphere became even more awkward.
Afraid that he would really come to see her off, Zhuo Jian sent him a WeChat message as soon as she left the studio and said, "You don't have to come. My colleague took me to the airport on his way."
She really didn't want to see him again.
I even thought that next time I come back, it would be best to do it quietly.
My colleague's illness was almost recovered, Zhuo Jian thought, maybe I wouldn't have come back a year ago?
To prevent something that shouldn’t happen from happening again!
But why did I see a black business car parked at the foot of the steps just after I walked out of the stage?
Zhuo Jian felt nervous. She was not familiar with this car, but her intuition told her it was Fu Yanye.
The driver got out of the car first, walked around to her side, opened the back door, and greeted her very respectfully as she approached: "Hello, madam, the president has been waiting for you for a long time."
Fu Yanye was looking at the phone in his hand, feeling that she was standing outside and there was no rush to invite her in.
He wanted to hear how she explained this WeChat message.
Zhuo Jian nodded, then walked in and sat down opposite him.
Fu Yanye glanced at her, and when the driver closed the door, he heard him order: "Sit over here."
"I can just sit here."
She glanced at him defensively, then lowered her eyebrows and looked at her hand on her lap.
Fu Yanye didn't care. When the car started, he suddenly kicked it in the front.
The driver braked suddenly, and Zhuo Jian's body reflexively leaned forward and pushed forward heavily.
Fu Yanye reached out in time to hold her in his arms to prevent her from getting hurt.
The driver asked from the front: "Mr. Fu, are you okay?"
"Drive your car!"
Fu Yanye said a cold word, then lowered his eyes and looked at the woman in his arms who was so angry that he wanted to struggle out of his arms.
He just exerted a little force, and she lay in his arms.
At her current weight, if she wants to compare with him, a man who is 190cm tall and exercises all the year round, it will undoubtedly be overwhelming.
But seeing her blushing from exhaustion so quickly, I still couldn't help but say to her: "I asked you to exercise more and you didn't listen. Are you okay now? Isn't it true that no matter how wild the little hedgehog is, I can only handle it in the end?"
"..."
Zhuo Jian looked up at him unconvinced, really angry.
"Those big eyes can still be a bit powerful, but..."
He looked serious and suddenly whispered a few words into her ear. Zhuo Jian immediately blushed and pushed him again.
Fu Yanye locked her in his arms and held her directly on his lap: "Stop moving, the driver heard it."
Zhuo Jian was quiet for two seconds after hearing those words, and then started twisting around like a loach. Fu Yanye was so angry that he could no longer hold back his anger, so he had to bite her hard on the neck to force her to calm down.
"Twist again and I'll want you right here."
Fu Yanye whispered in her ear.
Zhuo Jian was stiff all over, sitting on his lap and not daring to move.