I don't deserve your love

Chen Xiang only felt a little pain in his face.

Fu Yanye glanced at him disdainfully: "Take the person you are going to date with and leave our table. My wife said that the food is not good if it is cold. I hope you will not waste our meal time."

"It's already cold, I want to order a second."

Zhuo Jian raised her chin and looked at him, um, she is truly pampered and pampered.

"Okay, order another one, order a bigger one, and let's eat together."

Fu Yanye stroked her hair and told her.

"Ah."

Satisfied, Zhuo Jian reached out to find the staff to order again.

"Ah, I'll go."

Chang Xia immediately got up and went to the bar to reorder for them.

And when Chen wanted to go back upstairs with Liang Yu, Liang Yu laughed even more: "Look at her like a fool now, those who don't know think she is three years old."

"But no matter how old she is, it didn't stop Fu Yanye from loving her."

"..."

Liang Yu looked at Chen Xiang, and said shortly after, "He does seem to love her very much. If he really loves Zhuo Jian, such a foolish Zhuo Jian, then you Chen Xiang really can't compare with him?"

Chen wanted to look back at Liang Yu.

Liang Yu went on to say: "At least Fu Yanye has always been the same. He looked at Zhuo Jian differently when he was young, but what about you?"

"I lost my sight."

Chen Xiang smiled, picked up the tea and took a sip.

Now, he misses the woman who mustered up the courage to leave him.

"So I don't have any merits? My mother is gone, and my father is raising so many wives outside. Now I am alone, but you tell me that you were wrong when you were young?"

"Liang Yu, you are not pitiful at all, and you don't need others to be pitiful."

"..."

Liang Yu looked at him in surprise.

"Even Zhuo Jian can survive, let alone you, I know you can hold on."

Chen wanted to say.

The people who ate with Zhuo Jian and Fu Yanye all left, only the two of them were left at the table, and there was a big bowl of wontons.

Seeing him eating with her spoon, Zhuo Jian couldn't help asking him curiously: "How did you eat before we were together?"

"Ok?"

"You only use the spoon I used, so how do you eat when I'm not around?"

Zhuo simply talked about his problem.

"Before, I rarely came to this kind of place."

Fu Yanye looked at her, then at this not-so-large but exquisite restaurant, and told her about it.

Zhuo Jian: "..."

So this is ah.

"Then you came to the small place to eat because of me?"

"if not?"

"..."

Zhuo Jian pursed her lips, wanting to laugh, but felt that she should be more serious.

But in the end, she still smiled.

Seeing her smiling so happily, Fu Yanye whetted his appetite and stuffed another wonton into his mouth.

In fact, he was thinking, if he had been so honest when he was a child, or if she had been so happy in the beginning.

Fortunately, though, it's not too late.

When Fu Yanye looked at her, she laughed, silly, but...

It seems to be just happy, the kind of very satisfying happiness.

This kind of happiness is actually what he wanted to see many years ago.

At that time, he still complained that she didn't like to smile at him, but now that he thinks about it, it was actually because of what he did back then.

After dinner, the two of them walked to the TV station together, and Fu Yanye still held her hand.

Zhuo Jian looked at the hands they were holding and the rings they were wearing, and suddenly such a picture appeared in her mind.

It seems that they have held hands like this countless times.

She couldn't help but look around in a blink of an eye, and all the scenes in her mind were the figures of two people walking down this road holding hands.

Not too real, but...

She stopped.

Fu Yanye looked down at her.

"Did you often drop me off at work, too? Or come to lunch with me?"

"More often in the future."

Fu Yanye thought about it, and just told her like this.

Zhuo Jian couldn't help looking up at him again, "You're not answering the question."

"I still want to answer the question."

"what?"

Fu Yanye put his arms around her slender waist, gently pinned her short hair behind her ears to block the wind in front of her face, bowed his head and kissed her lips lightly.

In the blink of an eye, Zhuo Jian blushed up to her ears.

This is the entrance of the TV station.

The two of them just standing here, kissing?

There are also their bodyguards nearby.

I don't know how long it took, but he was finally willing to let her go, and then looked at her intently with such deep affection.

Being watched by him, Zhuo Jian finally lowered her head and said in a low voice, "Why do you keep looking at me?"

"Why didn't you say no today?"

"..."

Zhuo Jian was surprised, and quickly lowered her head to the waist of his trousers.

Fu Yanye pursed his lips and smiled, and stroked her shoulder with his hand: "If you want to see what's in my pants, I'll show you tonight, so forget it now?"

"..."

Zhuo Jian raised her head immediately, but didn't see him clearly, and covered her face shyly: "Fu Yanye, what nonsense are you talking about?"

She turned around and ran away, and some of them felt as if they were hit by a deer.

Fu Yanye clasped both hands, pinched the ring in the knuckles of his fingers, and couldn't help laughing foolishly.

Today, it is very cloudy.

Fu Yanye turned around and walked towards the car, but he was still in a good mood.

Eat the same bowl of wontons, use the same spoon, and...

Well, their heartbeats seem to reflect each other.

But as soon as Fu Yanye returned to the office, he was a little unhappy and regretted coming back. If he had known that he would go to his wife's office, he would be able to accompany her all afternoon, which would be better than being pestered by two men.

Feng Ying and Yan Zheng were also very curious when they saw each other.

However, the two met a little too late.

When Fu Yanye sat down, the two of them had already had a pot of tea.

Yan Zheng spoke first: "I don't answer the phone calls, what's the big deal?"

"Eat with my wife."

Fu Yanye preached like showing off.

Yan Zheng couldn't help frowning when he heard it: "Ah Jane recognized you?"

"Recognize? When did she deny it?"

Fu Yanye felt that now that Zhuo Jian looked at him with such admiring eyes, she not only recognized him, she must have loved him badly.

Feng Ying sighed: "It's true that some people are happy and some are worried."

"Not done yet?"

As soon as Fu Yanye heard what he said, he knew that he hadn't done it yet.

"Well, I don't want to force her."

Feng Ying refilled tea for everyone as he spoke.

Fu Yanye smiled, even Yan Zheng laughed.

"What are you laughing at?"

Feng Ying asked them.

"How do you know that people don't like you to force it? Maybe they just want you to have a firm attitude?"

asked him solemnly.

Feng Ying: "..."

"You played with her so much before, did she obediently marry you when she heard you say you wanted to get married? You said you didn't want to force it, how did the child come about? Don't say you didn't go to someone's house in the middle of the night to find someone else. "

Yan Zheng said again.

Feng Ying felt his face hurt a bit, picked up the tea and took a sip to cover up his guilty conscience.

"I heard that Boss Yan is going to get a divorce? I didn't expect that a person who understands feelings like Boss Yan will also be abandoned."

"..."

Yan Zheng shut up.

He is so guilty now that he dare not see Zhong Mai.

Fu Yanye looked at the two of them, then smiled.

"What are you laughing at?"

"What are you laughing at?"

The two were unhappy in unison.

"happy."

Fu Yanye continued to laugh.