I don't deserve your love

Not knowing what Fu Yanye said, Wang Rui said again: "Yes, we will go back as soon as possible."

Zhuo Jian listened to Wang Rui's obedience to Fu Yanye, and put down her pen, "You have to stand outside, I have no idea when you are here."

"Ma'am, I think we'd better go back quickly."

"Go back? Go back to where?"

"The boss is in Shengyuan."

Wang Rui immediately returned her.

"Sheng Yuan? Are you sure it's him?"

"of course."

Wang Rui replied firmly, it was strange that Zhuo Jian would ask him such a question.

Zhuo Jian smiled. She tried to sit on the sofa, but she couldn't get up after sitting for a long time, so she continued to sit like that and asked him, "Did you kidnap Cheng Nuo yesterday?"

"Wang Rui glanced at Zhuo Jian, thought for a long time, and only said: "Yes. "

Zhuo Jian held back for a long time, then smiled again, and picked up the pen again.

"Madam, President Su asked me to do this matter, and the boss didn't know about it."

Wang Rui didn't know exactly what happened, but Wang Rui felt that Zhuo Jian seemed to have misunderstood something, so he needed to explain.

"Really? That's how it is."

When she said this, she already felt that the topic was boring, and her voice was weak.

But then she stared at Wang Rui and saw that he seemed guilty, so she asked again: "Brother Rui, how many times have you lied to me for him, have you counted it yourself? Or should I ask, can you still count?" ?”

Wang Rui: "..."

"I don't care about you because of Yuan Man's face, but I remember it in my heart."

"..."

Wang Rui was heartbroken, those were not his own personal wishes, he was also doing things with money.

But obviously, Zhuo Jian's words really frightened him a lot, similar to being beaten up by Fu Yanye.

Later, Wang Rui and the others stood outside the door, but she didn't go out until dawn.

Zhuang Mingli hugged the blanket on the sofa and fell asleep. When he opened his eyes, he saw that she was still sitting on the sofa in a daze. He couldn't help but sat up and looked at her again, "Did you sleep all night?"

Zhuo Jian looked at him, "You snored while sleeping."

"..."

Zhuang Ming's face turned pale in shock, snoring?This is too embarrassing, right?

"He doesn't fight?"

Zhuang Ming asked unconvinced.

"Do not."

Zhuo Jian responded with one word.

Zhuang Mingli immediately wanted to bite off his tongue, but when he looked at her again, he couldn't bear to get angry with her.

"Stupid woman."

He grumbled.

Zhuo Jian looked at him, then leaned over to pick up the cigarette points on the coffee table.

He leaned over immediately, supported the coffee table with one hand, and moved over the coffee table to her side, "They all said that smoking is harmful to health."

"I'm a little depressed, let me take two sips."

"No, suppress... come with me."

Zhuang Mingli thought for a while, then dragged her upstairs.

He opened a room, and Zhuo Jian stood at the door, stunned.

There were balloons inside, and when they opened the door, some of the balloons that were on the ground rose to the roof.

She raised her head and looked at those colorful balloons silly.

"Give."

She hasn't recovered yet, those balloons are so beautiful.

Suddenly a bouquet of roses popped out of his hand.

Zhuo Jian looked at him suspiciously, "Why?"

It is a red rose, very bright, with thorns on it, and very fresh.

"Decompression."

"..."

Zhuo Jian didn't even know how he made the rose, but she had heard of many methods of piercing balloons, and this was the first time she heard of using rose thorns to pierc balloons, and she actually tried it herself.

But she gave up after only a few ties, and then turned to look at the man who was leaning against the wall and staring at her, still in his pajamas.

Zhuo Jian smiled awkwardly, and said unnaturally, "Why do you get so many balloons?"

"Don't you girls all love these gadgets?"

Zhuang Mingli asked. In fact, he was not in a hurry to go down to accompany her after going upstairs last night. Of course, he was not busy with his own affairs. He just wanted to make her happy and forget about the things that made her uncomfortable for a while.

But when he asked, he seemed heartless, as if he wasn't a son who cared much about others.

He wouldn't say that the balloon hadn't been flushed yet, that the tools were broken, and that the cheeks he had blown for a long time were still hurting.

Just watching her hold a rose to tie a balloon, and the casual movement of her small body made him feel that it was worth the effort.

The rose petals fell off one or two with her movements, which was even more intoxicating.

He always felt that girls should be chased and hurt, especially a delicate one like her.

But she stopped after a few punctures.

She looked at the pricked balloons on the ground, then looked up at those, and turned around.

His obsessed eyes immediately moved away, then touched his cheeks and quickly adjusted his expression, and then asked indifferently, "Why did you stop?"

"It looks better this way."

She walked back to him and leaned against the wall to look at the balloons, "I really like it."

"But don't you want to vent?"

He turned to look at her and asked.

Zhuo Jian shook her head, then continued to admire the balloons.

They are all fine, why is she in such a hurry to end their already short lives.

For some reason, she was taken to this apartment as soon as she recovered, but she didn't regret it after entering.

Why can that person do whatever he wants and still treat her like that, but she has to follow the rules of a wife all the time, the rules of which life?

She looked at the balloons and thought about herself as a child.

I giggle every day, fantasize about those beautiful things every day, and never know what heartache is.

Why is she living so depressed now?

Her parents only told her to respect others, that is to respect herself, to tolerate others is to let herself go, to be happy, to be healthy, but they never said that she should listen to her future husband in everything.

Besides, when her mother left...

Gradually, she fell into a memory again.

One day, two days, three days.

She was finally willing to pack up and leave.

Zhuang Mingli said to her before she left: "Zhuo Jian, you have to learn to be a selfish bad woman."

Zhuo Jian looked at him, felt that she was selfish enough, and smiled at him.

"If you need it, you are always welcome here."

He rubbed his heart, suddenly realized that he was pointing in the wrong direction, and immediately pointed to the house with both hands.

Zhuo Jian asked him: "Aren't you planning to go back to the south?"

Zhuang Ming smiled and said, "I want to wait."

-

She went out, and a snow was washing the city.

Wang Rui and the others guarded the corridor for three days, and they were all relieved when she came out.

As soon as they came out, it was snowing, and they were all dressed lightly, and they were immediately frozen.

Zhuang Mingli asked Zhuo Jian to buy new clothes, which were not only warm but also full of gentleness.

only……

It wasn't long before I went out.

Wang Rui walked up to her and asked her, "Ma'am, have you blocked the boss again?"

Zhuo Jian turned to look at him.

There are few people on the street, they are enough to attract people's attention.

It's just that no matter that time Zhuo Jian and Zhuang Mingli came out of the shopping mall together, or this day, none of them were on the hot news.

"The boss asked you to answer the phone."

He handed his mobile phone to Zhuo Jian.

Zhuo Jian just glanced at it, but didn't answer.

Wang Rui understood immediately and gave her a speakerphone.

"Come back, my daughter has a fever."