She went to the toilet and he was standing outside the door. How could she get out?
Fu Yanye was standing at the door with his arms folded, his head lowered, waiting to take her out. When he heard the roar, he had no choice but to walk back.
Then I remembered that the video was still going on.
Fu Yanye glanced at the phone with sharp eyes and said lightly: "Let Wu Fei send the results of your discussion to me. Hang up first."
"yes!"
Although Wu Fei still wanted to hear more about the boss and his wife's secrets, she didn't dare to disobey her boss and quickly hung up.
Then the conference room suddenly became chaotic, and everyone was talking about the boss going abroad to celebrate the New Year.
When Zhuo Jian came out, Fu Yanye was already standing at the door of the bathroom again, and he was still staring at her eagerly.
Zhuo Jian glanced at him, then lowered his head in shame and walked out.
When Fu Yanye saw her like that, he suddenly didn't know whether to be angry or laugh.
He felt that he was pretty good and he was good at coaxing.
For a while, he even felt that the two of them were simply the most perfect partners in the world.
Fu Yanye walked up to her, and when she was about to bend over and climb onto the bed, he suddenly picked her up.
Zhuo Jin put a panicked hand around his neck, glanced at him, then subconsciously looked at the bedside table and whispered: "What are you doing?"
"I see you can't walk, so I'd like to help you."
Kindly help her?
Zhuo Jian felt that this man was simply vile, shameless, and had no bottom line.
But she really didn't dare to offend him, otherwise she was afraid that she would be disabled by him instead of jumping out of the window.
Fu Yanye put her on the bed and lay on one side. While doing her messy hair, he murmured: "I have to go back to China tomorrow."
"ah?"
Zhuo Jian thought he was hallucinating.
Is he finally going back to China?
The longing in her heart quickly brightened her eyes.
Fu Yanye sighed in disappointment and asked her, "Are you sure you don't want to go back with me?"
"I have class tomorrow."
Zhuo Jian answered without thinking, being obedient and rebellious.
"You can't even walk well now. If I'm not here, who will carry you to bed?"
Fu Yanye pinched her earlobe and asked her.
Zhuo Jian endured the tingling feeling while muttering: "I'm fine with myself."
Once you leave, everything will be fine for me.
"Damn woman, let me kill you."
Fu Yanye couldn't help but cursed when he saw her excitement that could hardly be concealed.
Zhuo Jian shrank his neck in fear.
Fu Yanye sighed helplessly, looking at her at this moment, he felt soft-hearted no matter how hard he looked.
"Can you take care of yourself here alone? How about I find someone to take care of you?"
Fu Yanye said to her in a negotiating tone.
"Haha! No need."
She is not some young lady who cannot take care of herself.
Fu Yanye knew she didn't like it, but the thought of someone wanting her life sent shivers down his spine.
"Then what do you use? Tell me."
Fu Yanye asked her next.
Zhuo Jian thought for a while and said: "I don't have anything to use, so I wish you a safe journey!"
"..."
Fu Yanye raised his dark eyes to look at her, which made her slowly want to cover her face with the quilt and tear it off.
"Cold, cold, cold!"
Zhuo Jian felt that her two thin legs were exposed, so she subconsciously grabbed the quilt and made such a bad excuse.
Fu Yanye didn't let her grab the quilt. Instead, he leaned forward and pinched her chin to kiss her.