Yan Zheng frowned unconsciously after hearing this, but he expressed it.
"I don't want to marry."
Wang Min refused repulsively.
"Ha, you don't want to marry? Give me a reason that I can accept. Don't say that I am the president of a listed group and you are just an ordinary girl. This won't work here."
Remind her sternly.
"You, you are too old."
Wang Min rolled her beautiful black eyes and said this after a moment.
Yan Zheng was furious and immediately wanted her to know whether he was old or not. Unexpectedly, Wang Min was not big, but he was very agile. He kicked him under the sofa with one kick, and his head hit the table and hit a big bag.
Wang Min hurried to the door while he was a little dazed from being touched. After opening the door, she looked back at him and said to him: "Mr. Yan, don't come to me again. There are countless girls like me working in bars.
You can't sleep with one and marry the other, right? Don't think of yourself as a savior. If you really do that, you are a devil even more hateful than those salty pigs."
Soon after, Yan Zheng woke up, answered the phone, and returned to the private room he had made an appointment with Su Bai and Fu Yanye. He asked someone to bring an ice pack for cold compress and then explained the matter clearly to them.
After hearing this, Su Bai laughed at him, "You think you can eat young grass just because you have a few stinky money? Haha, people don't look down on you."
Yan Zheng's face was as black as coal briquettes, and he gave him a killing look. Thinking that this matter would not be solved in a short while, he turned to Fu Yanye and asked him: "Why did you come here so late?"
“Video video with my wife at nine o’clock every night.”
Fu Yanye said.
Yan Zheng: "Is this why you don't go out drinking these days?"
Fu Yanye raised his eyebrows and did not deny it.
"Yan Ye, do you really want to marry sister Xiao Jian? If you go this time, don't come back with another quarrel, otherwise..."
"Otherwise what?"
Fu Yanye heard Su Bai's question and turned to ask him.
"Otherwise, otherwise we will have to laugh at you."
Su Bai's heart skipped a beat, then he smiled and said.
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The next day, Zhuo Jian was lying on the sofa silently counting down the time until Fu Yanye's arrival.
She couldn't help but giggle when she thought that the two of them would meet in a while.
She misses him so much!
When she thought about it, she wanted to jump on him immediately, hold him and chew him hard, saying eight hundred times that she missed him until she died.
Yuan Man and Chang Xia were sitting next to each other and expressed doubts about the sudden giggle of their boss's wife, but no one bothered her.
Zhuo Jian played with the ends of her hair, but the image of him kissing her kept reappearing in her mind, and soon her face turned red.
Suddenly, she understood what Fu Yanye often said about thinking about her, which made her whole body hurt. She really felt that every cell in her body was thinking about him and it hurt.
When the doorbell rang, she immediately jumped up from the sofa.
"Madam, please slow down."
Yuan Man reminded her in fear, then quickly got up and opened the door for her.
Zhuo Jian stood up, his heart beating faster and he didn't forget to look down to see if his dress was wrinkled. He liked it to be neat.
She didn't know if her makeup was gone, so she asked Chang Xia in a low voice: "Is the makeup on my face not gone? Is my hair messy? Is the lipstick still there?"
Chang Xia was confused by her continuous questions and didn't know which one to answer first.
When Yuan Man opened the door, he saw that it was not his boss, but a courier. He glanced in unconsciously, signed and took the express. When he walked in, he didn't know what to say to Zhuo Jian.
When Zhuo Jian saw her coming back with an express in her hand, she suddenly felt disappointed. Her eyes and face were full of sadness, and she asked in a low voice, "It's not Fu Yanye."