Fu Yanye said that he was going to get her small suitcase. Zhuo Jian immediately pulled the suitcase behind him: "No! It's just a fever. It's not like she can't take care of herself."
Fu Yanye glanced at her darkly, then directly held her wrist and took her suitcase by force.
Zhuo Jian: "..."
Fu Yanye dragged her suitcase inside with a sullen face and said, "Follow me!"
Zhuo Jian clenched the medicine in his hand, and then stepped forward to follow.
She didn't expect to see him when she came back.
How did he know she would be home at this time?
The two people were standing some distance apart in the elevator. Zhuo Jian couldn't help but ask him: "How did you know I was coming back?"
Fu Yanye raised his eyes, tightened his hands in his pockets, and finally said in a very calm tone: "I was just passing by!"
"..."
Zhuo Jian looked at him doubtfully, passing by? From his high-end community to the dilapidated community where she had been passing for decades? Or downstairs?
"What's wrong with you? You're not going for an interview? Why did you make yourself sick?"
"I drank some beer last night and went for a walk around the lake. Maybe the wind was too cold!"
As Zhuo Jian spoke, his heart suddenly jumped.
She remembered some vague things in her mind.
Sure enough, the next second, Fu Yanye lowered his face and stared at her: "Who asked you to drink? Forgot what I told you before?"
"hehe!"
Zhuo Jian lowered his head in embarrassment and now just wanted to escape from the elevator.
Fortunately, she didn't live that high, so they arrived at her door very quickly.
Zhuo Jian looked at him before opening the door: "Thank you for sending me off, but it's too late and I won't keep you. I..."
"Does being with Li Yuqing make you feel so at ease? You can drink as much wine as you want and the wind can blow as you like?"
Fu Yanye suddenly stepped forward, grabbed her wrist and pressed it against the wall, asking her bitterly.
"what are you saying?"
Zhuo Jian was inexplicably hit by the wall and her heart beat like thunder, and she managed to ask a question.
"You said you were going for an interview, but you actually went to Two Worlds, right? You were far away from the familiar people in City A, and you had a lot of fun outside, right?"
The more Fu Yanye talked, the angrier he became, and the look in his eyes became more and more angry.
Zhuo Jian felt that something was wrong. She thought she was probably suffering from a fever. Otherwise, why would she smell vinegar?
"Why don't you quibble? I got everything right, didn't you?"
Fu Yanye was so angry that he gritted his teeth.
She didn't even explain at all.
"Are you jealous?"
Zhuo Jian was forced to speak hoarsely, but she still asked him stubbornly.
Fu Yanye was suddenly startled, and the next second he let go of her, turned and looked away: "Jealous? Are you worthy?"
"I don't deserve it! Then I'll go back! Thank you for helping me carry my luggage!"
Zhuo Jian slowly lowered his hand and went to open the door.
Fu Yanye saw her dragging her suitcase into the house in the blink of an eye, and she didn't even give him an explanation?
Ever since he found out that she was going on a business trip with Li Yuqing, he felt as if there were some small flying insects living in him. He felt like he would be killed by those bugs at any time. When she finally came back, she told him this?
He is not here to carry her luggage!
When Zhuo Jian closed the door, she heard a bang. She stepped back in fright, her already bad expression worsened, and she looked in shock at the person who broke into her house without her consent.
He said: "I'm not here to help you carry your luggage!"
