I don't deserve your love

"I'm going to the living room."

Zhuo Jian couldn't stand his eyes like that, pursed her lips, held the water glass, turned her heels 360 degrees, and walked out pretending to be calm.

Fu Yanye stood in front of the stove with one hand propped up on his waist, his eyes continued to stare at her. That small waist was really damned, he couldn't help lowering his head, a little out of breath.

"Dream all day."

When Fu Yanye was stirring the porridge later, he muttered.

Zhuo Jian naturally couldn't hear it outside, but she had a severe headache, so she sat on the sofa for a while, and then opened the drawer.

She forgot that this is not her private apartment.

She closed the drawer again, then got up and sauntered over to the window.

Early in the morning, the sun outside was particularly strong, and the sea was shining golden.

Zhuo Jian got a little angry this day, and a small blister formed on her mouth.

After breakfast, she went to work, and Jian Qian gave her the ointment, "Although it is cheap, it is invincible in effect, and it will be cured after a day of touching."

"So god?"

Zhuo Jian glanced at the unremarkable little ointment, which was said to cost less than two yuan.

"Try it, and then you'll know."

Jian Qian encouraged her.

Zhuo Jian smiled, anyway, she didn't need to record a show today, so she put on some lipstick after she wiped it off.

"What do you feel?"

Jian Qian lay beside her and asked her.

Zhuo Jian looked at her eyes and couldn't help frowning: "Why do I feel that you are using me as an experiment?"

"This is what I said, I have used it many times myself, it is..."

"that is?"

"This is the first time I've seen a small blister like yours."

"..."

The two sisters looked at each other for a while, and Jian Qian giggled, her face still flushed.

Zhuo Jian couldn't help but also smiled, Jian Qian saw her smile, and then asked her: "Is it better to move back?"

"Ok?"

"Are you still unable to eat or sleep?"

"..."

"Brother-in-law, do you still feel wronged?"

Jian Qian probed, asking out her inner curiosity.

Also really cared.

Zhuo Jian looked at her, thinking about her question, and thinking about Fu Yanye.

What did he say when he went out in the morning?

She didn't catch it.

As for the grievance, after going back this time, he seemed to be, it's okay, he didn't make her feel wronged much.

Yeah, it's kind of weird.

There's always a big bad wolf with...

Little Red Riding Hood?

Visual sense?

No, no, no, even if he is the big bad wolf, she is not Little Red Riding Hood, so what is that?

Zhuo Jian couldn't help but keep thinking, thinking of Jian Qian starting to feel sleepy, she waved her hand lightly in front of her eyes: "Hello."

"what?"

"I said that brother-in-law has wronged you recently?"

"No."

Zhuo Jian quickly gave an answer this time.

"Why are you blushing all of a sudden? You're not allergic to the ointment, are you?"

Seeing her expression, Jian Qian nervously picked up the ointment to look at it.

Zhuo Jian looked at her with her big clear eyes for a moment, then looked away, and touched her face quietly.

Her hands were cold, and it felt good to touch her face.

I hope the heat on my face will subside soon.

Naturally, she knew it wasn't an allergy. If she was allergic, it should be very itchy. She just thought of someone.

The two sisters had lunch together at noon, when Liu Yuntian arrived suddenly, Jian Qian looked nervously at the person sitting beside her, "Didn't you install a locator on me?"

Liu Yuntian gave her a cold look, then looked at Zhuojian like a child who did something wrong, and quickly smiled: "It's still so beautiful today."

"..."

Zhuo Jian was puzzled, but couldn't help but look at Wang Rui.

What the hell, Fu Yanye hates Liu Yuntian the most, if he knows Liu Yuntian is sitting here, will he question her again?

Wang Rui was really looking at Liu Yuntian, but he kept clasping his hands in front of him and didn't take his mobile phone.

However, Zhuo Jian was still a little uneasy, and asked, "How did you find this place?"

"Wherever you are, I will appear anytime."

"This sounds a bit perverted."

Zhuo Jian didn't give him a good face and spoke coldly.

"If Fu Yanye said it, you wouldn't feel abnormal, would you?"

Liu Yuntian asked.

Jian Qian: "You have so many questions."

Liu Yuntian ignored her and continued to stare at Zhuo Jian.

"If he said that, I would feel perverted, but I wouldn't hate it."

The last sentence is particularly annoying.

It was Zhuo Jian who told him on purpose.

Liu Yuntian snorted coldly, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he smirked.

Not long after, his cell phone rang, and shortly after he connected, he said, "Got it, I'll be there right away."

He hung up the phone, got up, and glanced at Jian Qian before leaving: "Don't mute at night."

Jian Qian didn't speak, but just looked at him defensively.

Zhuo Jian drank the egg soup and looked at him, then at Jian Qian. After he left, Jian Qian's face was still red, like...

"Do you like Liu Yuntian?"

"what?"

"..."

"certainly not."

"..."

"How could I like that kind of person? A conceited pervert."

"You reacted too strongly."

Zhuo Jian had no choice but to remind her.

The stronger the reaction, the more proof of liking.

Jian Qian lowered her head, "It's you he likes."

"Not now."

Although it was just a few glances, Zhuo Jian noticed the relationship between Liu Yuntian and Jian Qian.

"Why not? He said it himself, you are his goddess, and even if he doesn't like you, it's impossible with my identity and background."

Liu Jingyuan regarded her as a slave, and Jian Qian knew it in her heart.

"So what you consider is the identity background? Rather than whether you like it or not?"

"I'm a very rational person, and I would never allow myself to suffer in an impossible relationship."

Jian Qian answered soberly.

Zhuo Jian nodded after hearing this, and continued: "So you know that you have feelings for him, but you choose to ignore your feelings because of family problems?"

"You are right in saying that."

Jian Qian admitted it.

Zhuo Jian didn't speak for a long time, she looked at Jian Qian, in fact, she always knew what Jian Qian was like in her heart.

Jian Qian came here to find her just to find support, so she nodded and didn't say anything more.

And emotional matters, how can you not fall into it if you don't want to fall into it, and how can you not get hurt if you don't want to be hurt.

People often think that they can control everything before entering, but it is easy to fall into it unconsciously, and then lose control. Of course, the degree of loss of control will vary from person to person.

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At around five o'clock in the afternoon, a Bugatti stopped in front of the TV station.

When Zhuo Jian came out with his colleagues, he heard someone say, "Zhuo Jian, I'll pick you up."

Zhuo Jian subconsciously looked towards the place where he always loved to park, sure enough.

"Then let's go first."

"Bye-Bye."

Everyone left, Wang Rui was beside her, "It's the boss."

Zhuo Jian stopped and gave him a cold look, and said, "Really? I can't see it at all, so don't get me wrong."

Wang Rui: "..."

The afternoon in mid-September is the time when the sunset is infinitely beautiful.

But the slender woman stared at the car for half a minute before turning around.