Fu Yanye sat beside the bed, gently stroking her hair with his warm hands.
"Jian, cheer up quickly, okay?"
He leaned down and hugged her gently.
Fu Yanye thought that he had seen what Wang Rui had given him, and after just one glance, he kicked the computer to pieces.
He hated Lin Jiaoyang, and he also hated himself.
He was scared away when he was hugged by her when he was young and confessed his love to her. When he married her as an adult, he was not responsible for her. He deserved that she didn't want him.
If he could go back again, he would definitely be her boyfriend when he was young.
But at that time, he didn't know how to express his feelings.
Faced with the girl's sudden and passionate confession, he panicked.
Even if he can't love her properly after marrying her, he can at least visit her.
She had just lost her father at that time, and she must have been very sad.
The more Fu Yanye thought about it, the more he blamed himself. Thinking of Lin Jiaoyang's perverted hobbies, he wanted to cut Lin Jiaoyang into pieces, and he himself would be beyond redemption.
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The night is dull, as if there are a pair of skeleton hands trying to tear the hot heart in half.
After dawn, all the pain will be easily disguised, and the things at night will be buried deep in the heart.
She put on a smart and sophisticated shirt and trousers, pulled up her long hair and sat at the dining table.
After breakfast, the three of them went out and saw a familiar sports car leaving.
Zhuo Jian suddenly remembered last night and couldn't help but look at the place where the car disappeared.
Yuan Man opened the car door and said, "Madam."
Zhuo Jian came to her senses and got into the car.
We are going to record today. The first thing Zhuo Jian did after returning to the office was to put on beautiful high heels.
When Ouyang Ping heard that she was back, he immediately ran to her office. He was relieved when he saw that she was well dressed, but he still couldn't help but ask her: "Is it really okay for you to go to work now?"
Zhuo Jian shook his head, "No problem at all."
Ouyang Ping looked at the determination and calmness in her eyes, and then sat down next to her, "Who enlightened you?"
"I feel like drinking milk tea. Let's go drink milk tea after recording the show?"
Zhuo Jian immediately thought of last night, but what came out of his mouth was another topic.
"Fu Yanye, right?"
Ouyang Ping couldn't help but asked her curiously.
Zhuo Jian smiled helplessly: "Do you have to admit it to me? Milk tea, please."
"I'll just ask you, so are you guys reconciled?"
Ouyang Ping couldn't help but continue to ask.
Zhuo Jian looked at the ring the old lady gave her and said softly: "It's over."
Ouyang Ping: "I'll buy milk tea for you."
Zhuo Jian raised his eyes to see her leaving so quickly, and smiled again unconsciously.
Ouyang Ping actually understood Zhuo Jian's thoughts. In fact, if it were her, she wouldn't be able to be with that person.
Even if her father was wrong, at that time her father was...
But Ouyang Ping thought, if it wasn't Fu Yanye, would Zhuo Jian want anyone else?
If it wasn't Fu Yanye, there wouldn't be anyone else.
As Zhuo Jian's good sister, how could she bear to see Zhuo Jian not being loved by her other half?
Ouyang Ping suddenly stopped halfway.
The interview went very smoothly. The other party is a very capable female artist, in her forties, with over thirty dramas under her belt, and more than half of them have won awards.
From a famous little girl to a strong woman, to a professional mother, she has two marriages and two families off-screen. She said that everything in the world is changing, and the only thing that remains unchanged is that we humans have to adapt, all the time.
Zhuo Jian thought, yes, that's it.
After seeing off the guests, she became much more transparent, but stopped in the corridor leading to the office.
Yuan Man and Chang Xia were waiting at the door with a few milk tea bags. Their expressions were still dull, but Ouyang Ping next to them said with a smile: "You have just recovered from a serious illness, so I bought a few more for you."
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Zhuo Jian, Yuan Man and Chang Xia had their hands full of milk tea and asked, "How about a debate competition?"