I don't deserve your love

In the elevator, Zhuo Jian still wanted to escape, but Fu Yanye saw that her eyes were always looking at the row of numbers, so he went directly in front of her to block her sight.

Zhuo Jian held her breath and looked up at him, "If you dare to act like last night again, I will sue you for rape."

"For your words, I will too."

"..."

Fu Yanye didn't expect that she would be thinking about what happened last night.

She doesn't want to do it with him, how difficult is it to want to do it with someone else?

He wouldn't even give her a chance at that thought.

Satisfying her physical needs was a piece of cake for him.

Zhuo Jian didn't know what was going on in his mind all day, but the elevator didn't go up to the top floor, so her heart relaxed a little.

only……

At that moment, in Xingguang's ultra-luxury private room, when she was pushed into by Fu Yanye's arms, she had a complete understanding.

Until that moment, she didn't know what sovereignty is, and whose sovereignty it is.

Zhuo Jian was stunned, the people inside surprised her, and the person who brought her here surprised her even more.

She looked at Fu Yanye in a blink of an eye, "What do you mean?"

She had to work very hard to calm her heart and prevent herself from getting angry with him.

Fu Yanye just held her shoulders and pushed her towards the dining table, pulled out the chair and stuffed her in, "My wife, I think you two are familiar with each other, so I won't introduce much. Ms. Yin's son is here My wife took good care of me when I was working in Nan, so today I specially invite you two to express my thanks."

Express thankfulness?

All three of them were looking at him, no matter which one, he couldn't see that he wanted to express his gratitude.

Fu Yanye poured wine for everyone seemingly decently, and finally sat next to Zhuo Jian and poured it for himself, saying to Zhuo Jian: "You just took the medicine last night, so don't drink, someone squeezed fresh orange juice for you."

Before he finished speaking, someone knocked on the door and entered.

Zhuo Jian didn't speak, Zhuo Jian only felt that she was going crazy.

What a smart woman Yin Ling is, she smiled faintly at Fu Yanye, "Boss Fu still cares so much about Mrs. Fu."

"Isn't it natural for women to care about themselves? Is it possible to care about other women's women? I'm afraid they will be shamed by the world, right?

Fu Yanye said.

"Actually, Xiao'er and Mrs. Fu are not even close friends. We eat this meal with a guilty conscience."

Yin Ling said.

Hu Mingli occasionally glanced at Zhuo Jian and then at Fu Yanye, but remained silent.

He wasn't sure Zhuo Jian needed him to speak.

"That's not necessary. Ms. Yin also takes good care of my wife in the stage."

Fu Yanye's words seemed polite, but Yin Ling already knew his purpose when he received the call from his secretary.

After all, no man can get too close to Zhuo Jian, otherwise Fu Yanye would immediately take up the sword and make people retreat steadily.

"May I toast Mr. Fu?"

Yin Ling picked up the wine glass.

"I respect Ms. Yin, ma'am?"

Fu Yanye glanced at Zhuojian when he picked up the wine glass.

Picking up the wine glass, Zhuo Jian felt like a puppet. Instead of drinking juice, she got up to get an empty wine glass and filled it up for herself, "Since you want to toast, you must be sincere."

Everyone watched her fill the glass of wine.

It's just that she didn't face Yin Ling and Yu Mingli, but stood facing Fu Yanye, the anger in her eyes became more and more obvious, but the corners of her mouth moved, and she smiled, "Thank you, President Fu, for being so thoughtful." , I'll finish this cup, you can do whatever you want."

Originally, there was no need for others to know about everything between them.

But now that he's gotten to this point, she doesn't mind what he said last night.

The two of them really don't need to act in front of outsiders anymore.

She drank the big glass and poured herself another.

"Respect, go over."

Zhuo Jian took the wine glass and touched the glass in his hand again, but still drank it down in one gulp.

And at this moment, someone knocked on the door again.

Thought it was serving.

Unexpectedly, in addition to serving food, there are also beauties.

Cheng Nuo seemed to be relieved from some high-end banquet, and stood in the door glamorously, polite but nervous, "I heard that Mr. Fu and Mrs. Fu are dining here, so I came over to say hello."

Zhuo Jian turned to look at her, laughed coldly, and said, "Come here."

Cheng Nuo was puzzled, but he still walked over.

"Don't pretend you don't like it, don't pretend you're humble and afraid, you're already making progress, why don't you make more progress?"

"What? Mrs. Fu, I don't understand."

Cheng Nuo shook his head in fear.

"Don't understand? You know how to sacrifice for your own future, how can you not understand such a simple sentence? If you are so stupid, you really don't have the qualifications to be Mr. Fu's woman. Let me make my words clearer. This man, Get it for me as soon as possible."

After Zhuo Jian finished speaking, she turned and left.

Cheng Nuo, on the other hand, dared not take a breath.

Hu Mingli and Yin Ling watched Zhuo Jian leave, and then looked at Fu Yanye.

Hu Mingli got up anyway, she had just had a drink, since Fu Yanye didn't want to chase her out, he had to.

Yin Ling was actually startled when she saw her son chasing him out.

Cheng Nuo, who didn't know the situation, glanced at Fu Yanye, and was actually happy in his heart, and said softly, "Boss Fu."

"roll."

That sound was clean, cold and merciless.

"it is good."

Cheng Nuo didn't dare to say anything else.

Yin Ling was still sitting inside, probably because she was old, she could see clearly, and then sat and waited for only the two of them to be left inside.

Fu Yanye's overbearing power, selfishness and cold blood, in fact, she can see through it at a glance, she knows that if her son likes Zhuo Jian, there will be a tear between Zhuang and Fu after all, she doesn't care about Zhuang, but she cares about herself son.

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Hu Mingli grabbed Zhuo Jian at the elevator door and took him directly to his room, "Calm down first."

Zhuo Jian can't calm down, is she so disrespectful in his heart?

Need him to bring the mother and the child to face each other?

Declare sovereignty, huh.

She is one of his objects.

It made him want to declare sovereignty all day long.

Zhuo Jian's breathing was even trembling. She walked to the window and looked outside. She wanted to calm down, but felt her heart getting colder and colder.

Seeing her suddenly lowering her head to cry, Hu Mingli felt a twinge in her heart, and wanted to go up to comfort her, but in the end she just leaned against the wall and watched her digest.

He has no right to comfort her.

Zhuo Jian looked at the ring on her hand, suddenly felt that her hand was very uncomfortable, turned around and walked out again.

Hu Mingli stopped him: "Where are you going?"

"Go to Fu Yanye."

Zhuo Jian looked at him coldly, and opened the door after speaking.

Hu Mingli didn't stop him, but followed out because of worry.

Zhuo Jian went to the private room again, only Fu Yanye was in it.

She took off the ring stubbornly, and threw it on him, "Don't wear this dirty thing on my finger again."

Fu Yanye didn't speak, just watched the ring roll from his body to the ground, and then slowly raised his eyes to look at her.

Everything in the past is the past, so what about the future?

She looked at him viciously, gritted her teeth, and not long after she dropped the ring, she turned around and left.

Hu Mingli was at the door, but she turned a blind eye to it.

Fu Yanye didn't look back for a long time, but it was because she thought of the ring being thrown away by her.

That's their wedding ring.

Fu Yanye looked on the ground, and soon found the shiny ring.

He still picked it up, but stared at the ring for a long time, and fell into a memory that he couldn't go back to.

"I like you."

That little girl told him so that night many years ago.