I don't deserve your love

Chapter 909 He said hoarsely: I'm drunk

But it's not that she can't understand, which young woman won't be disheartened and want to leave when she falls in love with such a man?

But this man is her precious grandson. As a grandmother, how can she watch her grandson lose the girl he likes to peek at since he was a child.

After Zhuo Jian got into the car, her cell phone rang suddenly. She opened her bag, skipped over the folded agreement, and took out her cell phone.

It's Wu Fei.

She picked it up: "Secretary Wu, good morning."

"Ma'am, today we have an important project to talk about. We were going to pick up the boss, but the car broke down at the entrance of the office building. Liang Yu happened to bump into her. She didn't listen to the persuasion and said that she would go to Fu's house to pick up the boss. It wasn't the boss who asked her to go."

Wu Fei was obviously very nervous, afraid that they would cause a misunderstanding.

"Well, it's okay, don't be nervous."

Zhuo Jian listened, and quietly agreed, and could hear Wu Fei's fear, and even comforted her.

"Really? Ma'am, don't misunderstand the boss because of this matter. It's my fault that I didn't stop Liang Yu. In fact, we can change cars right away, only a few minutes away."

"nothing."

Zhuo Jian explained.

"Ma'am, I'm so worried."

Wu Fei wanted to cry, but she didn't want to be the chief culprit of the quarrel between the boss and his wife.

Zhuo Jian comforted her a few more words, then hung up the phone and rushed to the shooting scene.

Today we are going to shoot a group of city publicity.

The place was crowded with people, Wang Rui and Yuan Manchangxia immediately led people to stop the people around them to a safe distance.

From the rising of the sun to the setting of the sun, it is finally the end of a day of shooting.

Zhuo Jian sat in the chair and touched her calf, saying, "I won't come tomorrow."

"Okay, is your leg hurting again?"

"Catch a little cold."

Zhuo Jian said.

Jian Qian glanced at her legs worriedly, then squatted beside her: "I'll massage for you, I learned a new trick recently."

Zhuo Jian looked at her, actually feeling a little uncomfortable and cautious at first.

but then……

"Jane Qian."

"Ok?"

"I really don't blame you for that, it was a long time ago."

Zhuo Jian looked at her and told her softly.

"I know, that's why I love you more."

Jian Qian's eyes were also filled with tears.

Zhuo Jian smiled after hearing this, love her?

Seeing her smile, Jian Qian smiled too, and then continued to massage her.

Yuan Man and Chang Xia were quite embarrassed standing together, and Chang Xia murmured: "Should I also learn a craft?"

"You? Let's forget it."

Yuan Man looked at Chang Xia and said.

"why?"

"I'm afraid you'll break the young lady's leg."

"..."

Chang Xia looked at her nervously, but Yuan Man couldn't help laughing.

There is a specialization in the art industry, and they don't force it.

It's just that they are also very curious, what is Jian Qian thinking?

Do you really want to be sisters with their wives?Or is there some premeditated plan that they don't know about?

If so, then they should keep an eye on this woman.

After finishing her work, Zhuo Jian went home, fed Cheng Tian, ​​and then went upstairs to soak her feet and read a book.

Wu Fei called her again before dinner, still sounding nervous, she said: "Young Madam, the boss still has a social event tonight."

Zhuo Jian just agreed in a good voice, and told her to watch Fu Yanye and drink less.

A few days later, it was still the same.

Even Wang Yue couldn't stand it anymore, so he blocked Fu Yanye at the door that night and refused to let him in: "Do you still want this family?"

"Isn't this home always there?"

Fu Yanye asked back.

"This family... If you continue to make trouble like this, it will be gone."

"You're worrying too much, I'll go and see Cheng Tian first."

"You don't know about the divorce agreement hidden in your wife's bag?"

Wang Yue suddenly only asked.

The person who was about to leave suddenly stopped and looked at his mother, "What?"

"If you don't believe me, go see for yourself."

Wang Yue said.

"How did you know that?"

Fu Yanye asked.

Wang Yue: "..."

Is this what he should be asking?

"You didn't go to look through her things secretly, did you?"

"What do you think of me as your mother? I've done a good job, but that day I went to look for diapers in her bag."

"..."

She saw it by accident.

"understood."

Fu Yanye just let out a faint sound, he was a little puzzled, why did she have diapers in her bag.

He left again.

Wang Yue looked at him, his mind was buzzing for a while, and suddenly he didn't quite understand.

Her son doesn't seem to have the slightest reaction to the divorce agreement?

After Fu Yanye went upstairs, he did not immediately open the bedroom door, but stood there for a long time.

Zhuo Jian came back from her son's room and looked up to see him standing there, and stopped unconsciously.

Fu Yanye turned around when he heard the movement.

The two met eyes across a distance.

Seeing that she was discovered, Zhuo Jian gathered her nightgown and walked over: "What are you doing standing here?"

"Suddenly I remembered that you haven't chased me out of the bedroom recently."

Fu Yanye spoke to her thoughtfully in a deep voice.

"I want to rush, but it seems that you can't listen to me." Seven

Zhuo Jian said.

Fu Yanye smiled annoyedly, then pushed open the door, still standing there: "Please."

Please?

Zhuo Jian was puzzled, but still bowed her head and walked in.

Fu Yanye followed, and the door was gently closed behind him.

It was rare for him to lean against the door panel, his black eyes staring straight at the person in front of him.

Zhuo Jian sat on the edge of the bed and asked him, "You seem to be busy recently?"

"Fortunately."

Only then did he step up and walk in.

Zhuo Jian didn't ask any more questions, went to bed and covered herself with a quilt.

Well, when did it start, there were always two quilts on their bed.

By the way, it must be coming from Orange Sweet.

That little girl was the only baby who made Fu Yanye give up the quilt.

Fu Yanye walked up to Zhuo Jian and leaned over.

As soon as he got close to Zhuo Jian, he smelled alcohol, Zhuo Jian looked at him warily, he smiled, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm drunk."

"..."

Zhuo Jian felt that he was really drunk, and maybe he was a bit over the top, but the matter of getting drunk was really out of the question.

She already knew how much he drank.

"Aren't you angry?"

He pinched her chin and raised it slightly, asking her.

Zhuo Jian looked at him with a sigh of relief, not knowing how to respond for a long while.

Are you angry?

Should she be angry?

"Your own body, you care about yourself."

"What about you? My wife."

Fu Yanye was still staring at her like that, almost seeing a hole in the back of her head.

"I told you to drink less."

"Tell who?"

"Secret Wu."

"What if you give me a call?"

Fu Yanye continued to ask her.

"But Secretary Wu calls me every time."

So she told Secretary Wu by the way.

After hearing this, he smiled, lowered his head, and looked at her again after a deep groan.

Yes, every time he asked Wu Fei to call her, why did he do that?

"Do you want me to call you myself?"

he asked again.

Zhuo Jian continued to remain silent, trying to keep calm.

They had probably stopped understanding each other a long time ago, and she couldn't see his thoughts at all.

"what ever."

Zhuo Jian thought about it, and after thinking twice, she could only send him these two words.

The huge room was suddenly lonely and dangerous, and I didn't know what it was, which made the hairs on my body stand on end.

"Follow me? Zhuo Jian, are you really following me?"

Fu Yanye squeezed her jaw tightly, and asked in a deep, slow voice.