Seeing that he was in trouble, Zhuo Jian immediately said to him: "No need!"
"It was given as a gift, why don't you use it?"
Fu Yanye stepped forward as he spoke, and then pulled out a red one: "Let's take this!"
Zhuo Jian: "..."
"The red rose means I love you. It's simple and direct. Miss, please accept it!"
The clerk said again pleasantly.
Zhuo Jian chuckled in his heart.
"Hurry up and take it!"
Fu Yanye frowned and urged.
Zhuo Jian remembered that he had mysophobia, so she had to take it.
There was a touch of red among the thousands of flowers, and Zhuo Jian inserted the roses into the flowers for her grandma.
Fu Yanye couldn't help but frown: "Isn't this flower suitable for giving to grandma?"
"As long as grandma likes it!"
Zhuo Jian said, holding Hua and pushing open the door, and then let him go out first.
Fu Yanye didn't waste any more time. After he went out, Zhuo Jian followed him, and soon the two of them walked in side by side.
However, before the two of them reached the hospital, they felt they were being followed. Zhuo Jian looked back several times. When he was hugged by Fu Yanye, she followed him and said while walking forward: "It seems like someone is secretly filming!"
"Ignore it!"
As Fu Yanye said this, he held her shoulders harder.
Zhuo Jian guessed that he must be angry!
"Would you like to contact the secretary to help solve the problem?"
In the elevator, Zhuo Jian stood aside and asked him.
Fu Yanye lowered his eyes for a long time, and after hearing this sentence, he looked at her with dark eyes: "I don't care!"
"..."
Zhuo Jian didn't understand what he meant for a while.
How could he not care?
When they arrived at the VIP floor, the two of them went out one after another. Zhuo Jian couldn't help but ask him again: "What if Sister Ruxiang sees it? Isn't she incapable of being stimulated?"
Fu Yanye suddenly stopped and looked at her.
Zhuo Jian's heart skipped a beat and she consciously admitted her mistake: "Sorry, I shouldn't have mentioned her!"
Fu Yanye already knew by this time that she had misunderstood the reason why he didn't let her mention Ruxiang. He took two steps forward upset, but just as Zhuo Jian followed, he suddenly turned around and forced her to the wall.
Zhuo Jian looked at him blankly, protecting the flowers in her arms and reminding him, "The flowers will be crushed!"
Fu Yanye lowered his head and glanced at the flowers she carefully selected, but did not move at all.
Zhuo Jian had no choice but to stand close to the wall, trying to be patient with him while holding his breath.
To be honest, she later felt that her patience was really good and that it could not be matched by ordinary people.
But he stood in front of her for that long, not moving or speaking.
Her heart would gradually lose control, and she would become increasingly unable to guess what he was thinking.
He absolutely doesn't love her, so why doesn't he get a divorce?
He had never been so close to her before, and he would never touch her, but when she came back this time...
Zhuo Jian was thinking about those sudden kisses and ambiguous closeness. The scene where he knelt in front of her and applied medicine to her last night suddenly appeared in her mind. Unconsciously, her skin began to turn red.
Fu Yanye raised his eyebrows when he saw the pink color rising from the edges of her ears, then stood to one side.
Zhuo Jian felt as if he had received an amnesty, and ran to the ward with her head lowered and the flowers in her arms.
Fu Yanye suddenly stopped her: "Zhuo Jian!"
Zhuo Jian stopped and looked back at him.
"You don't want a divorce at all!"
Fu Yanye suddenly became extremely determined about this matter!