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Chapter 502

Chapter 502

"Don't sleep yet, I'll find some antipyretic medicine."

"Hey, you can't take medicine randomly now."

Zhuo Jian heard that he was going to get antipyretic medicine and quickly got up again.

Fu Yanye looked at her, "Which one should I eat?"

"You can go buy some antipyretic patches and bring them back. Don't rush to take the medicine."

Zhuo Jian reminded him.

Fu Yanye frowned and nodded.

Not even taking medicine?

He felt unhappy, why did the boy start torturing the couple before he was born?

The torture was quite severe.

Fu Yanye took her cell phone and went out without even having time to change her clothes.

Zhuo Jian rarely saw wrinkles on his shirt, and when she saw the wrinkles on his back, she couldn't help but get angry at where he spent the night last night.

A bar?

At midnight last night, paparazzi photographed him and Shen Lanxin meeting at a bar. The editor wrote that although the two met for a short time, it was obvious that they had made an appointment to meet somewhere in the evening.

Then there is no more content.

She wanted to lie back down and sleep for a while, but her throat suddenly felt very uncomfortable, so she found a nightgown and put it on, and went downstairs to find some water.

There was hot water in the kitchen, so she took a clean cup and poured a cup, then took it out.

The water was still a bit hot to the touch, so she held the bottom and quickly walked to the sofa and placed it on the table before it got burned.

Just when I was about to blow off my burned hand, I looked up and saw an empty wine bottle and an empty wine glass, and...

an agreement.

She sat slowly on the sofa, her eyes calm and silent, and she couldn't help but reach out with her hand to pick up the agreement.

This was the first thing he gave her when she first returned to China.

Now look again...

Did he come back last night?

He just didn't know she was there, so he spent the night on the sofa.

Zhuo Jian quickly made a judgment based on the empty wine bottle and the agreement.

Does he plan to bring up divorce again?

These days, she feels that he is angry. Even the scandal with Shen Lanxin only makes her angry sometimes, doesn't it?

There is still only her signature in the lower right corner, he...

There was a sudden ding on the door, and she was interrupted from thinking. In a blink of an eye, she saw him coming back from outside.

Fu Yanye walked in, "The staff downstairs went to buy it for me and will deliver it to me shortly."

Zhuo Jian turned around and sat there again, slowly putting the agreement back.

Fu Yanye walked closer and saw the agreement being placed on the table from her hand, and she frowned unconsciously.

Forgot to put it back!

No, to be precise, I probably forgot to destroy it.

"Why did you get down?"

Fu Yanye walked over and sat next to her and asked her.

Zhuo Jian laughed, and seeing the nervousness in his eyes, she just said softly, "I'm thirsty."

Fu Yanye looked at the cup of steaming water, clasped his hands together, and gently touched the ring with one hand.

Zhuo Jian also lowered his head and became silent.

Obviously the two of us are at home, but the atmosphere is...

It was as if she suddenly returned to that night, the night when she came back for the first time.

Zhuo Jian raised his eyes and looked at him. They had clearly held a wedding, exchanged rings, and agreed to stay together forever in front of so many people. Did he regret it?

So fast?

Zhuo Jian began to feel nervous and uneasy. If just because of one word, she would lose this marriage, lose his warm chest, and let her sleep alone in the future...

Zhuo Jian's eyes gradually became a little eager and unsure, and she murmured, "Do you regret it?"

"What?"

Fu Yanye raised his eyes and met her somewhat unconfident gaze.

"Have a wedding with me."

Zhuo Jian also clenched his hand.

Fu Yanye stared at her with calm eyes until her heart was beating wildly.

Fu Yanye stretched out his long arms, took the agreement, and then tore it in half in front of her, and then in half again.

Zhuo Jian: "..."

She originally thought that after a few years this would become a souvenir for both of them.

It turns out that it can be shredded.


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