Zhuo Jian watched Fu Yanye slowly go downstairs and murmured: "So the wedding ring can't mean anything?"
"It's just a ring. It's cold and cold. What does it mean? But people nowadays wear it when they get married. It's different from our time."
The aunt thought that Fu Yanye hadn't worn it recently, so she quickly returned.
Zhuo Jian nodded: "Yes."
"Young Madam, if you don't want to go upstairs and ask, then I'll go upstairs and ask the young master what he wants to eat."
The aunt asked her for instructions again.
Zhuo Jian came to his senses and said, "No need to go upstairs, he's down."
"ah?"
The aunt was stunned. When she turned around and saw Fu Yanye, she was immediately frightened and said nervously: "Young Master."
"Yeah! Just follow your usual preparations."
Fu Yanye gave a faint order.
"yes!"
The aunt nodded and left quickly.
Zhuo Jian watched him approach and suddenly thought, is she being too pretentious?
It's just a ring, and it's like the sky is falling.
Zhuo Jian saw him sitting next to him and couldn't help but touch her ring and look at him. But for a moment, she didn't know what to say. She looked down at her ring and thought, why don't she take it off too?
In fact, I didn't plan to wear it at first, if he hadn't said he wanted to wear it.
Zhuo Jian's hand held the ring and turned it around, and unknowingly it ran around twice.
Fu Yanye's deep black eyes stared straight at her fingers, and his heart tightened with the force of her rotation. Until he saw her ring reaching the knuckles of her fingers, he finally frowned and narrowed his eyes, "
Zhuo Jian."
"Um?"
She suddenly came back to her senses.
"You dare to push it out a little further."
Fu Yanye was furious and forced him.
Zhuo Jian was stunned. After she regained consciousness, she looked at her finger and found that the ring was almost pushed off by her. She subconsciously pushed it back immediately, "Why are you so mean? It's just a ring, and Auntie didn't even wear it.
Woolen cloth."
She kept talking, and in the end, her words seemed like a whisper, a reminder.
Fu Yanye looked at her with hatred, "I don't care about others."
"..."
Zhuo Jian suddenly felt that something was not right and couldn't help holding his breath.
"But if you dare to take it off, I guarantee that I will do something crazy that I don't even know about."
"..."
Why are you threatening her again?
He didn't even feel that angry with himself when he took off the ring. She was just careless and that's what happened to him.
"I wanna go!"
Afraid that he would suddenly pounce on her and tear her to pieces or bite her neck off at the next moment, Zhuo Jian subconsciously wanted to leave.
But just as she was about to pass him while clutching her cell phone, his wrist was firmly grasped by him.
She should have gone around from the other side, but her habit got to her.
Zhuo Jian looked down at him in fear.
Fu Yanye just exerted a little force, and she fell onto his long legs, leaning in his arms.
Fu Yanye looked at her with dark eyes, "How much do you think I hate the word "go" now?"
"Fu Yanye, please calm down, I'm pregnant now."
Zhuo Jian was afraid that he was going to deal with her, so she quickly reminded him.
But Fu Yanye suddenly pinched her chin, hugged her tightly, and whispered in front of her: "Pregnant women are more tolerant."
"What?"
Zhuo Jian's eyes widened in fear, but before he could struggle, he was already picked up by him.