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Chapter 690

Chapter 690

Yuan Man said.

Zhuo Jian didn't ask any more questions. Chengcheng was in Wang Rui's arms. When she saw her, she started calling: "Mom, mom."

"good."

Zhuo Jian walked over and hugged him, kissed him on the face and then said to them: "Thank you for your hard work today, how about I treat you to ice cream?"

Yuan Man and Wang Rui looked at her doubtfully. Zhuo Jian smiled, hugged Chengcheng and walked out while saying: "Let's go."

Yuan Man and Wang Rui looked at each other, and then they subconsciously looked upstairs.

The two of them didn't know what happened, but they always felt that Zhuo Jian seemed a little lost.

Fu Yanye stood at the window after they went downstairs.

He suddenly remembered that year, if it were now, he thought, he would help.

He's just a hidden person.

But to what extent was he so stubborn at that time?

After Wang Rui drove her away, Fu Yanye turned to the bathroom and turned on the shower again.

But even if he made a wrong choice once, he doesn't want to make the same mistake again in the future.

He knew that he only wanted her and was determined to fix her. He knew that he could not let her go.

So, while taking a shower, he made up his mind that he wanted her to come back, return to this home, and lie in his arms again.

Zhuo Jian didn't fall asleep that night. When she went to the stage the next day, she was hit hard on the shoulder by a hurried figure. She subconsciously turned around to look at the leaving figure. The person seemed to be crying.

Ouyang Ping whispered: "You should know her, just like Wang Yinuo's show. After Fu Yanye sponsored Wang Yinuo, Wang Yinuo became the host, and she became a supporting role behind Wang Yinuo."

Zhuo Jian couldn't help but look back after hearing Ouyang Ping's words.

In fact, she had thought that it would be like this, and that person was an innocent person.

——

Fu Yanye didn't look for her again until the day she made an appointment to play tennis. Fu Yanye's car stopped early downstairs.

Zhuo Jian went downstairs wearing a sweatshirt, took out the ring from her bag and put it on.

Fu Yanye's dark eyes fixedly watched her little movements not far away. He watched her arrive in front of the car. When she got into the car, he drove away without saying a word.

Zhuo Jian turned to look at him: "Has it been a long time since you've been here?"

"No."

Fu Yanye replied lightly, then became speechless.

Zhuo Jian stopped talking and kept sending WeChat messages to the staff on her mobile phone. She didn't stop until she was almost at the tennis court.

Fu Yanye parked the car outside upset and said to her, "If you are busy, go back."

"They're waiting for us."

Zhuo Jian only had time to look at him. When she looked at him, someone said hello in front of her. When she regained her consciousness, she started talking to Fu Yanye, but she had already started laughing. She opened the car door and waved first.

Fu Yanye felt a little better after seeing her politely greeting the couple. Of course, he knew very well that he was just saying angry words. If she really went back to work, he would be angry for several days.

The four of them played tennis all morning. Zhuo Jian did not expect that the other party's wife was no better than her. They had lunch together at noon, and in the afternoon the other party's wife kindly invited them to see an art exhibition, so they had dinner together in the evening.

It was past ten o'clock when we returned to the downstairs of her community. Since we had drunk a lot, we changed cars and called for a driver.

Both of their faces were stained with drunkenness, especially Zhuo Jian's face which was stained red by alcohol.

She opened the car door: "Then I'll go back first."

"Do you regret taking off the ring when you go back?"

Fu Yanye said.

Zhuo Jian didn't hear clearly and asked "What?"

Fu Yanye looked at her with cold eyes: "I asked you if you would take off the ring."

Zhuo Jian's heart trembled for no reason, then nodded: "Yeah."

"Give me your hand, the one with the ring."

"..."

Zhuo Jian didn't know what he was going to do, so he just stood outside and didn't move.

Then he opened the car door on the other side, got out, and walked around in front of her.

He was tall and immediately blocked the wind blowing on her face from the opposite side. She felt that her skin instantly became hot and her eyes could not see clearly.

Fu Yanye stood in front of her and held her ring-wearing hand.


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