I don't deserve your love

Looking at the dazzling bracelet on her wrist, Zhuo Jian was even more pleasantly surprised: "It's so beautiful, I like it so much."

Fu Yanye: "..."

His wife is already able to grab the lines, and he is about to ask.

Zhuo Jian raised her arms and fiddled with them in front of her eyes, looking at the string of diamonds, which was dazzlingly beautiful.

Fu Yanye looked at her and remembered that when she was a child, um, she especially liked pink things, whether it was skirts, hair rings, even shoes, and the jewelry her parents bought for her.

It was just a hobby when she was a child, and she never expected it again when she grew up.

Of course, I never asked her parents why this gift was not pink like when she was a child.

Seeing that she liked it so much, Fu Yanye was also very happy. He held her hand, "If you like it, do you have to be rewarded?"

His voice was gentle and ambiguous, and Zhuo Jian's heart felt hot when he heard it, and then he calmed down, looking up at him straightly, and within two seconds, he leaned over and pecked his side cheek.

Fu Yanye looked dissatisfied at the woman who was looking for a bracelet again, and in the blink of an eye, he held her face and kissed her.

Zhuo Jian was pushed down in the seat and hummed twice, but when she thought of someone driving in front of her, she immediately became quiet again.

"I like it too."

"Ok?"

"really like you."

There was a moment of silence in the back seat, and then there was another wild kiss.

-

That morning, when Zhuo Jian was in a meeting, looking at the densely packed black letters on the documents in hand, and listening to the heated discussions of the people around her, there was a buzzing in her head, and she suddenly had a splitting headache.

When she looked up again, the people and things around her seemed to overlap with the old days, she just felt dizzy, and when the meeting was over, she wanted to get up and fell to the ground.

When someone took her to the ambulance, she heard a familiar voice, like a dream, madam, madam...

"Ma'am, don't scare me, woo woo."

A bloody self appeared in Zhuo Jian's mind, lying on the operating table.

She didn't know what time it was until she woke up.

What was heard was a furious voice.

"If something happens to her, none of you can run away."

It sounds like Fu Yanye.

She lifted her eyelashes and looked at a familiar place.

What came to mind was a Caucasian man holding a syringe on his neck...

Suddenly feeling nauseous, she got up quickly and ran towards the bathroom.

The man at the door and the doctor were stunned for a moment.

Then the doctor questioned softly: "Is Mrs. Fu happy?"

Fu Yanye stared at the door of the bathroom for a long time before retracting his eyes. When he looked at the doctor again, he just said lightly: "What did you say?"

"We can check Mrs. Fu immediately, maybe we are really lucky?"

The doctor was a little afraid of the murderous intent emanating from him, but he thought that if the wife was pregnant, it would be a happy thing for the husband.

Fu Yanye went to the door of the bathroom. Zhuo Jian had just finished tidying up. When he looked up and saw him, he called weakly: "Come here."

Fu Yanye walked over dully, and stood stiffly in front of her, "What's wrong?"

"I'm so dizzy, help me."

"Ah."

Fu Yanye supported her, and Zhuo Jian felt safer leaning on him, raised her eyes, and looked at him eagerly, "You take me back."

"We've got to do another check."

"What's wrong with me?"

"You...you just haven't done an inspection yet."

Fu Yanye said.

"Oh, did I pass out in the conference room?"

she asked again.

"Ah."

"They were arguing at the time, and my head hurt from the quarrel. I always felt that those things had happened before, and those people seemed to have seen them before. When the meeting was over, my eyes went dark and I passed out."

Thinking about the situation at that time, Zhuo Jian spoke in a low voice.

Fu Yanye's mind is full of what the doctor said, morning sickness?

"Jane."

He suddenly called her in a lower voice.

Zhuo Jian hummed suspiciously, and tried to look at him.

"you……"

"what?"

The panic in Fu Yanye's black eyes was coming to an end at this moment.

He thought, no matter what, he would never let her go.

So what if she was pregnant?

It was he who didn't protect her well that caused her to become like this.

"It's okay, let's go check it out."

"But I'm out of strength."

"I am here."

Fu Yanye picked her up, looked at her with a comforting smile, and took her away.

Zhuo Jian had no idea what was going on, she just felt that the man in front of her was very caring.

Abdominal ultrasound.

Zhuo Jian was a little confused.

When the doctor said she was not pregnant, she was even more confused: "Are you pregnant?"

"Ah, I thought you young couple had four more babies, that would be four joys."

The examining doctor spoke.

The expression on Fu Yanye's face had already changed rapidly, but he didn't smile either.

He just looked at Zhuo Jian seriously, Zhuo Jian sat up from the bed, glanced at the instrument in front of the doctor, and then looked at Fu Yanye, "Do you think I'm pregnant?"

"Go back and talk."

Fu Yanye only let out a faint sound.

Zhuo Jian didn't want outsiders to know too much about them, so she kept silent.

But after returning home, Fu Yanye hugged her to the big bed and said: "It was a misunderstanding, you should rest well and don't think too much."

"Didn't I tell you that I would not be pregnant? Don't you believe me?"

Zhuo Jian asked him dullly but authoritarianly.

Fu Yanye looked at her, stroked her short hair lightly, and said in a low voice, "It's not that I don't believe it, it's just that there will be accidents in everything."

"Oh."

Zhuo Jian thought he was a bit strange.

But I didn't want to fight him anymore.

He went out not long after, and Zhuo Jian was lying on the bed alone, holding the phone and touching it around.

The world of Shengyuan is always beautiful, especially in this spring.

He stood alone in front of the French window in the living room, looking at the beauty outside, his face that had been cold for a long time finally had some warmth.

But it's all fleeting.

The most important thing is that they can be together again.

-

Ouyang Ping came to see her after get off work, and was relieved to know that she was fine.

Zhuo Jian always felt at ease with Ouyang Ping, and couldn't help expressing her doubts, "I told him that I have no ability to reproduce, and he doesn't seem to believe me."

"Then where did you determine that you can't have children?"

"foreign."

"That's it. It's not you, but Ruisi who doesn't believe him."

Ouyang Ping told her.

Zhuo Jian thought about it again, and then hugged herself on the sofa to continue thinking.

Ouyang Ping sighed softly, "Did you have a good relationship with Reese at that time?"

"He's in prison, and I see him occasionally."

Zhuo Jian said.

"Then, how does he treat you? Do you feel that he is considerate to you other than that? "

"..."

Zhuo Jian looked at Ouyang Ping suspiciously.

"Isn't that inconsiderate?"

"In my impression, he treated me very well."

Zhuo Jian said so, but the white man standing in front of her and giving her an injection appeared in her mind.

It was a picture she had never thought of before.

Someone injected drugs into her body.