Zhuo Jian stared at him for half a minute, unable to stare at him, put the spoon into the bowl, leaned back, and stopped eating.
Fu Yanye's heart skipped a beat.
With her delicate and frail look, she still wants to go on a hunger strike with him?
"Want me to feed you?"
Fu Yanye asked her calmly, but his tone already revealed his strength and impatience.
Zhuo Jian raised his eyes and looked at him, then reached out and pressed the call bell.
Fu Yanye: "..."
Soon the nurse came over and asked, "What's wrong?"
The nurse looked nervous after opening the door. She really thought something had happened to Zhuo Jian.
"Ms. Nurse, there is a gentleman here who keeps disturbing my rest. Can you please ask him out?"
Zhuo Jian asked the nurse for instructions with a cold face.
The nurse raised her eyes and glanced at Fu Yanye, then smiled guiltily at Zhuo Jian. What kind of trouble were the couple going to make?
She has watched many wealthy dramas, but has never acted in them. She is used to watching dramas and doesn't know how to pick up the lines.
Fu Yanye saw Zhuo Jian's stubborn look and said to the nurse in a blink of an eye, "Go out first."
"yes."
"If she rings the bell again, you still have to come."
"Ah good."
The nurse was stunned, but she didn't dare not agree.
In short, they are all big bosses, and they, who are small-time workers, must be treated with care. This is what Zhuo Jian was told by his superiors when he moved in.
"Do you believe I really fed you?"
Fu Yanye was in the same posture as before, holding a spoon in one hand to fill the porridge and taking a sip first.
Zhuo Jian stared at him with her big eyes. When he provoked her with his eyes, she immediately went back to the small dining table, picked up the spoon and drank the porridge in big gulps, and then...
"Well."
She drank so fast that she covered her mouth and got out of bed to run away.
But the old ankle problem recurred, and he suddenly fell to the ground.
Fu Yanye immediately knelt down to help her up. She coughed, wiped her mouth and stopped talking. She just looked at her bare ankles with tearful eyes.
Fu Yanye also looked over and saw a few small pink flowers on the inside of her ankle.
The scene in that villa a year ago suddenly came to mind.
Both of her ankles were injured.
Fu Yanye suddenly regretted that he had provoked her so much just now.
He was just afraid that he couldn't coax her, so he thought of using such extreme measures.
He picked her up from the ground and looked at her silent and stubborn expression of enduring the pain. He felt terrible pain in his heart. He stretched out his hand and pressed the call bell again, and then took a piece of paper to wipe her mouth.
But before he could wipe it, Zhuo Jian took it away, wiped his mouth and hands.
Fu Yanye saw that she didn't have enough, so he gave her another one, and she took it and wiped her palms clean.
He couldn't stop looking at her. How could she lose her temper with him in such pain?
"Jian Jian, I'm sorry."
He suddenly said in a very soft voice.
Zhuo Jian's palms holding the paper were sweating, and she didn't understand what he was sorry for.
He should continue to beat up his scheming and ruthless CEO.
Zhuo Jian didn't realize that he needed to apologize, but when she wanted to escape from his arms, he held her and wouldn't let her move.
"Can you hit me? As long as you can vent your anger, you can do anything to me."
Fu Yanye held her hand and slapped him in the face.
Zhuo Jian glared at him with tearful eyes, and he allowed him to be beaten.