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Chapter 982

Chapter 982

There is a five-year age difference between the two.

Nowadays, many girls in their twenties and sixties are not married yet, and they still regard themselves as children. They are pampered by their parents and elders at home. Why are they lying on the bed so pitiful?

Zhang Mingliang thought of herself when she was a child, and gently wiped her tears: "Don't be sad, stinky men are not worth our women's heartache for them. We must learn to be beautiful alone."

"But he wouldn't let me go."

Zhuo Jian cried in a hoarse voice as she spoke.

She wanted to leave here, she wanted to leave him.

Zhang Mingliang's words suddenly reminded her of Fu Yanye's temperament, and she couldn't stand strong any longer.

After hearing this, Zhang Mingliang looked at Su Bai again.

Su Bai turned around and walked out upset.

He called Fu Yanye, but Fu Yanye didn't answer. He asked the three people standing next to him, "You really don't know where he went?"

The three people shook their heads sadly at the same time.

Su Bai put away his phone and continued walking out. He had to smoke a cigarette to calm down.

Zhang Mingliang talked to Zhuo Jian for a while, and then left after Zhuo Jian fell asleep.

Zhuo Jiangua's medicine contains ingredients that can help you sleep.

When she woke up again, the ward was already quiet again.

It has become completely dark.

She glanced towards the window and saw Fu Yanye, who was leaning against the window and had already changed his clothes.

He seemed to have just taken a shower, standing tall and erect. His dark blue shirt made him look more domineering and cold, like a dictator in hell.

She could only look away, quickly looked away, and turned her back to him.

Fu Yanye looked at her and was not in a hurry to speak.

It's just that the hands in the pockets are already wet.

After a while, Zhuo Jian felt something cold on her hand. She turned sideways and glanced down at her hand, and then her whole heart went cold.

It's a ring.

The ring she threw away when she was angry...

He went to pick up the ring.

Zhuo Jian remembered what he had said before, and immediately held the ring to pull it off, but soon her hand was forcibly held.

He picked her up from behind, held her hand tightly, and declared in a low and suppressed voice: "I don't allow you to take it off."

Zhuo Jian was so depressed that she almost suffocated and couldn't struggle. He held her so tightly that she had no choice but to smile bitterly. He was the one who said she didn't deserve it, and he was the one who said she wouldn't be allowed to take it off.

The two of them had fought countless times over a pair of rings, and they still haven't stopped until now.

Zhuo Jian's tears fell to his chin and wet his shirt sleeves.

He locked her tightly in his arms, and when he felt her tears, he couldn't help but hold her face.

Zhuo Jian looked at him angrily. He knew that she hated him, so he did not dare to respond to her gaze and lowered his eyes.

There was no blood on her lips, and she was still biting the flesh inside. He didn't like her doing this, so he suddenly and impulsively kissed her.

Zhuo Jian was stunned. When he regained consciousness, he wanted to resist but was restrained.

Fu Yanye held her hand behind her back, held half of her face, and continued to kiss her forcefully regardless.

Zhuo Jian resisted again, and then she was hugged too tightly by him, and her shoulders hurt again, and she snorted sadly.

Fu Yanye stopped suddenly and lowered his eyes to look at her.

Zhuo Jian's lips accidentally bled when he kissed her, and he suddenly regretted kissing her impulsively.

"Snapped!"

Then there was a solid slap on his face.

He obviously didn't have the power to swallow mountains and rivers with anger, but she gave her a gentle tap at such a close range, but it was very loud, and her stern side face turned red.

Fu Yanye looked at her with dark eyes. This slap made him extremely frustrated and regretful.

Zhuo Jian took the opportunity to push his arms away, retreated to the bedside, curled up into a ball, hugged herself tightly, and said in a hoarse voice: "Don't touch me."


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