Fu Yanye asked her opinion in a hoarse voice, but the answer he got was negative.
Fu Yanye knew that she still rejected him, but he couldn't help but kiss her soft lips again.
This time we say goodbye, and I don’t know when we will see each other again.
So when Zhuo Jian was surprised that he loved kissing so much, he had already forgotten his love.
——
But early the next morning, a car came to pick him up.
Zhuo Jian lay on the bed pretending to sleep, and then quietly opened her eyes when she heard the door being closed from the outside.
finally.
he's gone!
Zhuo Jian thought that he would definitely relax a lot, but his heart felt very painful.
He is attracted to her?
But why does she always feel so awkward?
She has no mysophobia, so why is she so worried about his last relationship?
When Fu Yanye returned to the city, the news in the city was reporting that he went abroad to spend the New Year with his wife.
It seems that paparazzi are really everywhere, and there is also a scene where the two of them went to dinner on New Year's Eve.
Only then did Fu Yanye realize that his hand had been on her waist.
Zhuo Jian didn't seem to reject him much?
The backs of the two people look harmonious.
There are also pictures of them eating together and watching fireworks together.
Uncle Zhou went to pick him up and took him directly back to his old house.
When the old lady saw him and saw the gift Zhuo Jian bought her, she couldn't help but sighed: "You didn't want that girl to come back with you?"
"The study time is one year."
Fu Yanye thought of the time when he asked her to come back and thought it would be better not to mention it.
"She originally studied journalism, how can she still study? Did she study in vain for more than three years outside? Can't she just be lazy and come back to stay for a few days now and then?"
The old lady was still dissatisfied and felt that Zhuo Jian was not at ease outside.
"She comes back to cover for two days every month, so don't complain."
I can't even complain.
Fu Yanye thought and pinched his eyebrows.
The old lady lowered her eyes, and then looked at him again, "You two, didn't you take any measures at that time?"
Fu Yanye always felt that this topic was not suitable for them and his grandson, so he couldn't help but look away.
The old lady got a little anxious and called him loudly: "You bastard, tell me quickly."
"Um."
He agreed and then stood up: "I'm going to take a nap."
She said she was going to take a nap, but when she returned to the room she didn't usually sleep in, she took her cell phone and called Zhuo Jian first.
Sure enough, I had just pulled him off the blacklist before leaving, and now he stopped answering.
Fu Yanye looked at his phone irritably for a long time, then opened WeChat.
Damn it!
As soon as he left, the woman blacklisted him again.
When Ouyang Ping came down from upstairs, she saw a luxury sports car. There was this person standing behind the sports car. She walked over and couldn't help but feel nervous when she saw the person clearly. She stepped forward and said, "Mr. Fu?"
Fu Yanye heard the sound and took the cigarette away from his lips: "Can you make a call for me?"
"ah?"
"Zhuo Jian."
Fu Yanye went straight to the topic.
Ouyang Ping......
No matter what, she finally called him. Fu Yanye didn't touch her phone and frowned in disgust.
Ouyang Ping put the mobile phone on his car and pressed the speaker phone.
The other end quickly picked up the phone with a hoarse voice: "Hello?"
"Ah, that..."
Ouyang Ping looked at Fu Yanye subconsciously.
Fu Yanye stared at the phone for a long time, then suddenly said: "It's me."
Zhuo Jian was startled and got up from the bed: "Fu Yanye?"
She looked at her phone again, and the word Pingping was displayed.
"Do you need me to fly there again to stop blocking me?"
Fu Yanye asked.
Ouyang Ping stood nearby, listening quietly with her ears straightened up, becoming more and more excited as she listened.