Fu Yanye didn't wait for her to cause trouble for the old couple again, so he grabbed her hand and led her out.
When they reached the stairs, the two of them stood facing each other. Zhuo Jian said with some resentment, "But we are going to get divorced soon!"
"Do you really want to piss off the old lady who loves you so much?"
Fu Yanye put his handsome hands gently on his waist and asked.
Zhuo Jian's heart trembled, how could she have such thoughts?
She just wants a divorce!
"Grandma fainted because of our divorce, why can't you let her take care of her first?"
Fu Yanye said again.
"But it doesn't seem like grandma has fainted."
Zhuo Jian felt a little unsure when he said this, and his voice was very weak.
"Do you think grandma is lying? Zhuo Jian, I really didn't expect that our family loves you so much, but you question our family so much."
Fu Yanye looked disappointed and scolded her.
Zhuo Jian lowered his head in shame: "I just wanted to..."
"You want a divorce! I understand! Even the divorce procedures have been checked in advance. You really want a divorce, I understand! But can I trouble you to be kind and just treat it as pitiful and pitiful for us, the old man and the old lady in our family?
Not for anything else, just for the love they have shown you over the years."
Fu Yanye continued to speak, every word made Zhuo Jian feel like a bastard.
Zhuo Jian felt like a scumbag after what he said, but after she realized it, she couldn't help but look at him: "Fu Yanye, why didn't you sign then?"
Fu Yanye's heart skipped a beat, and he looked at her sharply with his dark eyes. After a while, he said, "I was thinking that after the divorce, I would definitely be beaten half to death by my grandpa."
"..."
Was he hesitant to sign because he was thinking about this?
Zhuo Jian looked at him inquiringly for a while, but when his household register was taken away, it felt a bit like his heart was being ripped out.
She put on makeup before going out, and the fingerprints on her face were not visible at first, but now, for some reason, they faintly reappeared.
Fu Yanye couldn't help but raise his hand to touch it. Zhuo Jian subconsciously stepped back and looked at him doubtfully.
Fu Yanye approached, held her wrist firmly with one hand, gently lifted her hair with the other, and asked her: "Does it still hurt?"
Zhuo Jian knew that he was asking with face: "If you feel sorry for me, divorce me as soon as possible."
"I don't feel sorry for you, I just think that if you feel pain, I will be happy."
"..."
Did he ask just for pleasure?
Zhuo Jian looked into his gloomy black eyes, unable to distinguish his emotions at all. She just pushed his hand holding her wrist. His palm was always so hot, which made her feel uncomfortable.
"Grandpa and grandma are still waiting to watch your live broadcast, so I'll take you to the TV station."
"I can go by myself!"
"Who should I call if I've delayed my grandparents from watching the news? Let's go!"
"Fu Yanye!"
"The event I am attending is near your TV station!"
"..."
Zhuo Jian felt very hot in her heart. She felt that she might be tortured to death by Fu Yanye in the future.
But Fu Yanye was in a good mood at this time, with a arrogant smile looming in his originally cold eyes.
When Zhuo Jian went to the TV station, Li Yuqing happened to be discussing the matter with his colleagues. When he saw her, he walked over and said hello: "Is the matter done?"
"No!"
Zhuo Jian's smile was uglier than crying.
The car behind me suddenly made a shrill whistle.
The three people on the steps looked in that direction, and Fu Yanye suddenly called her: "You dropped something, come here!"
Zhuo Jian looked at the bag she was wearing, what was missing?
Thinking it was missing from the bag, I walked over.