Zhuo Jian held her seat belt tightly and said something that even she felt was inappropriate, "Can you call me immediately after you find out the murderer?"
Fu Yanye's heart suddenly felt like someone had placed an iceberg on it. He turned his eyes and looked outside, not wanting her to see his disappointment, and said in a deep voice, "Okay."
"Thanks."
After Zhuo Jian said thank you, she opened the door and got out of the car.
A gust of wind filled the car, and Fu Yanye held the steering wheel tightly without moving.
Zhuo Jian had just walked up the steps when he suddenly heard a loud voice behind him. In the blink of an eye, his car had sped away.
He was angry.
Zhuo Jian was just thinking this when he saw Li Yuqing coming back from outside. Li Yuqing caught up with her and said, "I thought you were in the stage."
"Something happened."
Zhuo Jian explained and walked inside.
Li Yuqing noticed that she seemed to have cried and her eyes were red and swollen, so he strode up and followed her, "Jian, is something wrong?"
Zhuo Jian tried his best to smile at him, and then continued walking inside.
Li Yuqing felt that she was hiding something in her heart, so she called Ouyang Ping. Ouyang Ping had just finished recording the program. After answering the phone, she went directly to Zhuo Jian. Who knew that Zhuo Jian was immersed in work as soon as she got back, and by the time she took a break, she was already ten years old.
It was half past two, and Ouyang Ping went to the cafeteria with her to eat, only to find out that Chengcheng was almost kidnapped today.
"Who is it? Is it Lin Ruxiang?"
Ouyang Ping had a headache and could only think of this one person.
"Fu Yanye said he would call me immediately if he knew who he was."
Zhuo Jian told her.
Ouyang Ping saw that she was obviously uneasy and immediately held her hand: "Baby, you must relax. Fortunately, Chengcheng is fine. Take more precautions in the future. This kind of thing will definitely not happen again."
Zhuo Jian nodded. In fact, she was much better now.
After dinner, Zhuo Jian saw Yuan Man coming to see her, so she took Yuan Man back to the office. Yuan Man still had a scratch on the back of his hand, so he wrapped it with gauze. Zhuo Jian looked at it, moved, distressed and apologetic, and said to her: "Have a rest.
A few days."
"Skin injury."
Yuan Man turned his hand and expressed it to her.
Yuan Man always didn't take it seriously. When he made a mess in the kitchen, he just said it disappeared. When he had multiple stab wounds on his body, he simply said it was a skin injury.
Zhuo Jian remembered that the last time she was scratched on the neck, Fu Yanye was so painful just by being so gentle. They applied medicine to her to prevent scars. She was also delicate at that time,
Looking at Yuan Man again, I suddenly felt that I was too squeamish.
Even after giving birth to a child, she was really no longer young. Zhuo Jian thought that in the future, she would be more able to bear the burden, and she would no longer be as squeamish as before.
After all, I don’t have a husband anymore, so what’s the use of being coquettish in the future.
Just like when I was abroad, cheer up, regroup, and become an invincible little strong man.
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After eight o'clock in the evening, she stopped working overtime and drove back to her old home anxiously.
Because it was already past dinner time, the aunt went to ask the kitchen to prepare dinner for her again. After saying hello, she went directly upstairs to see Chengcheng.
Wang Yue said: "When such a big thing happened, I didn't expect it would be easiest for him."
Zhuo Jian couldn't help but smile after hearing this, because Chengcheng really didn't understand anything now. She might have been frightened at the time, but she got better soon afterwards.
The aunt came upstairs to ask her to go to dinner, and Wang Yue also urged her: "Go ahead, don't destroy yourself before the murderer is caught, and your life will be long in the future."
Zhuo Jian nodded in agreement and wanted to eat enough to save the energy to wait for Fu Yanye's call.
Who knew, when he got downstairs, he heard the housekeeper greeting him downstairs, "The young master is back."