I don't deserve your love

Chapter 1214 Fu Yanye Regretted

"The elders are waiting at home."

Zhuo Jian reminded him.

"But I want to live with you two."

"Fu Yanye."

"We haven't lived together for a long time."

"That's why I have a little crush on you."

"Ok?"

"Distance creates beauty."

Zhuo Jian lowered her head and continued to speak out of conscience.

Fu Yanye let go of her slightly, and looked at her.

Zhuo Jian looked down at him, and Fu Yanye held her chin to make her look up, insisting on looking at her, seeing her sincerity from her ghostly eyes.

Fortunately, there is nothing else in her eyes.

"If what you said is true, I will continue to work hard, restrain my urge to find you, and let you continue to live alone, but can you give me a time limit for living alone? Let me look forward to it?"

There was a sudden pitiful look in his always secretive eyes.

Zhuo Jian stared at him for a long time before calming down the boredom in her heart, and only said: "If I tell you the deadline, how will you know if you are still sincere, or are you just waiting for the exact date?"

In fact, she was lying to him.

Doesn't he know?

He smiled lightly, "Okay, if you don't have one, then you don't."

But can he kiss her? Now looking at her lips, he really wants to kiss her.

But before kissing him, her hand blocked his mouth, "You said you would respect me."

"Is it okay to kiss?"

"When I was chasing you, would I dare to kiss you without your consent?"

"..."

"I only dare to look at you helplessly from outside the crowd. If you don't let me approach, I dare not approach."

"..."

Fu Yanye regretted it.

Very sorry.

Why was he so cruel to her when he was a child?

If she had dared to admit her own feelings and let her approach at that time, she would not have these fallacies to prevent him from approaching her now.

What is this called?

What are you doing yourself?

He didn't want to admit it, but in the end, in order to 'respect' her, he started the car again.

The old house was already very lively, and this night seemed to be their happiest holiday every week.

The children were also performing for the old man and the old lady, all wearing comfortable cotton underwear.

While in the car, Zhuo Ji heard the lively sound in the room, and wanted to get out of the car immediately, but his wrist was held.

"Can you stop letting Zhuang Ming touch you hard?"

"..."

"I can totally follow your rules, but you don't let him touch you, okay?"

"Then I can't control him."

"..."

Fu Yanye was going to be heartbroken, and he even discussed it with her so humblely.

"But if he touches me again, can I just run away?"

Zhuo Jian discussed with him.

"Ah."

Fu Yanye finally had some light in his eyes.

If she does this, it's considered a concession, right?

he thinks.

He has been really depressed recently, and he has almost forgotten that he is a domineering president.

Can't calculate, can't approach, can only respect her meaning, he knows the password of her new house, and there is also facial recognition, but he can't go in.

If in the past, he could sneak in to find her in the middle of the night when she was asleep, even if he just lay beside her, he couldn't do anything.

But now...

He could only spend one night outside her house, sleeping in the car.

"Can you let go now?"

Seeing that he was quite satisfied, Zhuo Jian looked at him and asked.

Fu Yanye glanced at the wrist he was holding her, and then looked at her with a smile: "What if you don't want to?"

"When the children see your car here, they will run out. It's still a little cold tonight, especially your precious daughter. She doesn't want to be hugged or held by others. She runs unsteadily. Maybe there will be a somersault or something."

"..."

She smiled and let him let go.

Zhuo Jian was also very satisfied with the result, and smiled: "Let's go, I'm hungry."

Fu Yanye: "..."

How long has it been since she said she was hungry?In front of him.

After she got out of the car, Fu Yanye even couldn't help laughing, almost crying.

So, the forbearance during this time has paid off?

The more he thought about it, the happier he became.

It seems to be really effective, you can continue to work hard.

Zhuang Mingli called her when she got to the door, and Fu Yanye deliberately slowed down from behind.

"Didn't you say there is something to talk about tomorrow?"

"You're giving Fu Yanye a chance, do you know that?"

Zhuang Mingli asked her.

Zhuo Jian didn't say a word, but turned her head to look.

Seeing that he was discovered, Fu Yanye walked past her with his hands in his pockets, but after walking not far, he turned around again and stared at her.

Zhuo Jianjian also looked at him directly, and said, "I'll hang up first if you have nothing else to do, and I'll treat you at noon tomorrow."

Fu Yanye suddenly became ill.

dinner?

The one surnamed Zhuang please?

That guy surnamed Zhuang can really pretend, hum.

Treats are fine, but it's best to bring the fiancée surnamed Zhuang.

Then he agrees?

Hmm, reluctantly agree.

Fu Yanye saw that Zhuo Jian hung up the phone and then walked in again, so he took it easy.

But it was enough for Zhuo Jian to chase, and her thin legs walked even slower.

After entering the house, they realized that there was a guest at home, and this guest...

Also surnamed Zhuang.

"It's just in time for your husband and wife to come back, come and see your Uncle Zhuang."

Wang Yue said.

Uncle Zhuang?

Fu Yanye thought he had stabbed Zhuang's nest?

Zhuo Jian was even more terrified. It seems that at his age, he couldn't be Zhuang Mingli's father, right?

that……

The old man doesn't look so approachable, so he didn't come to question her, did he?

Zhuang Mingli was not kidnapped by her.

woohoo.

Zhuo Jian suddenly came to the side of Fu Yanye's shoulder, and moved slightly behind him.

Fu Yanye turned to look at her: "What's the matter? You kidnapped someone's son, and you know I'm afraid when I see him?"

"..."

Zhuo Jian froze for a moment, then stared at him quickly, reminding him with his eyes, don't forget that you are chasing me, restrain yourself.

Naturally, it was not the first time Zhuang Zhimin saw Zhuo Jian, but he still pretended to be indifferent and raised his eyes, and smiled helplessly after seeing her clearly.

Fu Yanye and Zhuo Jian were signaled to sit down by Wang Yue's eyes.

"When the time comes for Mingli and Xiaojing's wedding, how about your young lady be the master of ceremonies?"

Because he hadn't mentioned this before, everyone looked at him suspiciously.

Zhuang Zhimin looked at Zhuo Jian and Fu Yanye's hands, Zhuo Jian didn't have a ring on his hands, and he knew in his heart that their marriage was indeed in jeopardy.

Zhuang Zhimin's inscrutable smile was not polite, he just said: "Such a good host, it is perfect for my son's wedding."

"I thought they'd like a western wedding, a priest or something."

Wang Yue spoke immediately.

"I'm the one who decides about the wedding. They don't care about it. I don't look down on ordinary masters of ceremonies. You and your wife know my temperament. For so many years, no matter what I do, I like to be perfect. This small request, you and your wife can be satisfied You can't win my face, can you? Old lady and old man, what do you two say?"

As Zhuang Zhimin said, he looked at the old man and the old lady again.