I don't deserve your love

Zhuo Jian checked his eyes again and again, and found that when he wanted to kiss her, he immediately wanted to push him, but he was still holding his wrist, and the scissors fell to one side, just scratching the back of his hand.

Fu Yanye didn't feel any pain, but just didn't want her to hurt him.

"Boss, you are bleeding."

Suddenly Wang Rui broke the stalemate between the two of them.

Fu Yanye glanced at Wang Rui, and Zhuo Jian glanced at the back of his hand. Just now she felt that when the finger let go of the scissors, the scissors fell rapidly on one side, and then were firmly blocked by something.

When he saw the back of his hand, his face paled in shock, "Let go of me, you're bleeding."

He didn't let go, just looked at her very ordinary deep voice: "Do you want me to shave my head?"

"..."

Zhuo Jian was so angry that she raised her eyes to look at him.

"Actually, I'm more afraid of scaring you and my daughter."

It doesn't matter to boys, but if girls are scared, he will be guilty.

Zhuo Jian looked at him, "You really don't care about priorities, let go."

"You also have scars on your body, so I can accompany you."

He was happy instead.

"Let go of me, you want to piss me off, don't you?"

She was really in a hurry, he was bleeding, even if he was not afraid of pain, in the past he would have disliked being dirty, and if he was a clean freak, he had to go for disinfection immediately, but why is he like this now?

Fu Yanye had to let go of her, to see how angry she was.

Zhuo Jian took his hand, and when the barber brought their medicine box, Fu Yanye sat on the sofa and looked at it, frowning.

"Who told you to come here? You still play with me."

The implication is that the injury is your own fault.

Fu Yanye stared at her face, he was a little confused, he actually felt that she was very distressed and worried about him, but what she said did not show any concern.

"I don't want you to cut your hair short again. It will be late autumn and it will be so cold."

Fu Yanye stared at her and said.

While wrapping gauze around him, Zhuo Jian glanced at him unconsciously.

Ouyang Ping, who was at the side, couldn't help laughing even more when she heard it. The reason why the couple didn't cut their hair short was actually the same.

"If you really want to cut it short, wait for the warm weather next summer."

"You shut up."

Zhuo Jian murmured, feeling her face was hot.

"puff."

Ouyang Ping couldn't help laughing too.

Fu Yanye glanced at Ouyang Ping, and asked incomprehensibly, "What's wrong with Lawyer Ouyang?"

"it's okay no problem."

Ouyang Ping hurriedly said it was okay, and thought to herself, I can't let you know that your husband and wife are so similar.

Hearing that she was fine, Fu Yanye looked at Zhuo Jian eagerly, "Would you like someone to repair the sides for you?"

"Lawyer Ouyang, someone lied about divorce, can this be convicted?"

"You decide."

Ouyang Ping lay on the back of the chair to watch the fun.

Zhuo Jian turned her head and glared at her. As her good sister, how could she not stand by her side.

Her hand was suddenly wrapped, and the warm feeling made her turn around, only to find that Fu Yanye's hand was wrapped around hers, "Do you like Rose today?"

"Rose? Did you send it?"

"Well, the clerk said that the yellow rose means apology, but I think it's too ugly, and the champagne is better."

"..."

Zhuo Jian actually suspected for a second or two that he sent it.

But later he found it impossible, he turned his face much faster than turning a book.

Ouyang Ping continued to watch the fun, and Wang Rui's eyes flicked back and forth on their faces from time to time.

"Shall we pick up our son from school together?"

Fu Yanye suddenly proposed again, still in the same accommodating manner.

Zhuo Jian took his hand away from his palm, "Fu Yanye, don't think that I will go back with you if you say such a few words, no more, never again."

No one can immediately coax people up after humiliating others.

He doesn't trust her, he doesn't give her freedom, no matter how many roses he sends her, no matter how much he coaxes her.

"You still want a divorce?"

Fu Yanye grabbed her hand back in time, looked at her and asked.

Zhuo Jian saw so many people here, and he was still talking about divorce. After calming down, he just smiled lightly: "It's up to you, love can't be separated, but you don't want to restrict my freedom."

Zhuo Jian pulled her hand out again, but he was so skillful that she couldn't escape at all.

"I do not limit your freedom."

"You said it yourself."

Zhuo Jian immediately grasped this sentence, then turned to look at Ouyang Ping, "Did you hear that?"

Ouyang Ping is very helpless, what can she do if she hears it?

At most, it can be a proof, but what else is there?

"However, there are some vices that cannot be tolerated."

"..."

With great strength, Zhuo Jian took her hand out of his palm and turned around to leave.

Fu Yanye was still sitting in the chair, suddenly his heart seemed to be taken away by someone.

Ouyang Ping sighed: "Mr. Fu is really good at hurting people."

Fu Yanye looked at her puzzled.

Ouyang Ping stopped talking to him and just asked the barber to help her continue to do her hair.

I don't know how long it took, only the two of them were left in the barber shop, and the bodyguard followed Zhuo Jian away. Ouyang Ping turned to look at him after finishing her hair, "What's the matter, Mr. Fu?"

"What did you mean by that sentence just now?"

"It's not very interesting, but since you've been waiting for me for so long, I'll tell you one more sentence. Sometimes a sentence is said in a different tone, and the effect is different."

"..."

Fu Yanye watched her leave as well, but his heart was still blocked.

Zhuo Jian has a lot of bad habits recently.

Although she only smoked after the children fell asleep, and even destroyed the evidence after smoking, she forgot that she never used any air fresheners in the house before, let alone sprayed perfume during that time.

The children spent the evening in the old house, and she went drinking with her friends and didn't return until almost twelve o'clock.

Wang Rui drove the car to the old house, and saw her sleeping in the car in a blink of an eye. After thinking about it, he still whispered, "Young Madam, you're home."

Zhuo Jian slowly opened her eyes, looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar environment outside.

Dizzy, after getting out of the car, she drooped her shoulders tiredly and looked at the mansion.

"Yuan Man is pregnant, please send someone to me later in the evening."

Zhuo Jian still couldn't bear it anymore. When a woman is pregnant, she longs for her husband to be by her side the most.

"Yes."

Wang Rui thought that Zhuo Jian would be angry for a long time and would embarrass him for a long time.

In fact, he didn't care much about money matters. Fu Yanye was very clear about rewards and punishments, and never made things difficult for them.

But Zhuo Jian was not happy, this matter was really serious.

Zhuo Jian entered the house, saw no one was inside, took off her high heels, walked in quietly, and went upstairs.

The sons had already gone to bed, and the daughter was also in a separate room. After she went to wash up, she carried her back to her room, and then fell asleep together.

She probably drank too much. Alcohol paralyzed her mind and fell asleep quickly.

The person on the sofa looked at the roof with his eyes open. She was usually very alert, but she didn't find him in the room after coming back for so long.