Ruxiang appeared at her home with two boxes of breakfast bags bought from a century-old store.
"Why? Not happy? Has the taste changed now? You used to eat this when you were a kid."
"Thanks!"
Apart from that, Zhuo Jian didn't know what else to say.
"Then it's time to separate. Your parents are gone. Yanye and I are your relatives, so we should buy you breakfast."
Ruxiang said and walked in by himself.
Zhuo Jian stood at the door for a while, she actually didn't want Ru Xiang to go in.
But when facing a cancer patient, she was afraid of irritating him.
If Ruxiang got angry at her, she was afraid that Fu Yanye would ask for her life.
Zhuo Jian closed the door and saw that she was already sitting at the dining table, so she also walked over: "I only have mineral water here. Do you want something cold?"
"It's okay, but you can't drink some flavored drinks. A-Jian, how was your conversation with Mr. Liu last night? I heard that he is very generous."
"..."
Zhuo Jian had just opened the refrigerator and stopped when he heard her words, but soon took some water from it, calmly unscrewed the bottle cap for her, and put it in front of her.
"I couldn't say some things yesterday in front of Yan Ye. In fact, in my opinion, feelings have nothing to do with age."
"But I have no feelings for Mr. Liu."
Zhuo Jian said.
Ruxiang looked at her, smiled after a long time, and said gently: "That man had some business dealings with our family before, and he is familiar with my father. His career in Fengcheng should be unrivaled.
Yes, but he also has a rich love life, but...he has never treated any of his lovers badly."
Ruxiang opened the lunch box and told her about Mr. Liu.
How could Zhuo Jian not know that Ruxiang just wanted to push her out and break off the relationship with Fu Yanye?
"Sister Ruxiang, I can't sell my body for divorce."
It's better to say some things clearly as soon as possible, Zhuo Jian thinks.
After listening to Zhuo Jian's words, Ruxiang stopped moving his hands and looked up at her: "Don't get me wrong, although I am eager to get married, I won't let you do dirty deals just to get married. I just
I want to tell you that Mr. Liu is not a bad person. If he can be your backer, then you will definitely have a good time in Taili."
"I'm just a news broadcast host."
No support is needed!
No need for feng shui!
Zhuo Jian could barely keep a polite smile with her before today, but at this moment, she suddenly didn't even want to smile to Ru Xiang.
Ruxiang too, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, and he just said lightly: "Let's eat first!"
"Sister Ruxiang, can you please stop sending people to follow me? I'm not as good-tempered as you think."
Zhuo Jian knew that eating was just a pretense, so he had nothing to eat, so he proposed it directly.
Ruxiang looked at her. Now Ruxiang couldn't eat anymore. He just smiled and asked her: "I'm sorry to make you feel uncomfortable, but Ajian, please understand me. I have worked so hard to protect the man for so many years.
Don’t make mistakes at the critical moment.”
"Don't even come to me for breakfast again."
After Zhuo Jian finished speaking, she stood up, walked to the door on her own initiative, and opened the door for her: "Please come back!"
Ruxiang knew that Zhuo Jian didn't want to be polite to her anymore, so he stood up and smiled humbly: "Okay! I didn't think well enough to bother you!"
Zhuo Jian thought it was best for her to understand, so she stepped aside.
"But Ah Jian, can you agree to a request from me, a terminal cancer patient, and not tell Yan Ye about me and you?"
"Can!"
"Thanks!"
Zhuo Jian thought that the courtesy was over and she could leave, but she didn't expect that Ru Xiang just walked to her door, suddenly turned pale, held her forehead and fell down in a daze.