I don't deserve your love

"unless……"

"Unless what?"

"You kneel the durian tonight."

Zhuo Jian talked with him arrogantly with her chin raised.

So this night, Boss Fu didn't kneel down on the durian, and Mrs. Fu didn't sacrifice herself either.

-

Zhuo Jian was always a little nervous.

Of course she knew that this was not in line with reality, she was his wife who had given birth to four children, and the two of them had done it countless times.

But she doesn't have any memories of that aspect in her mind, and the few occasions, he still kissed and pinched her so forcefully.

The more Zhuo Jian thought about it, the more frightened she became, that's why she couldn't take that step.

The next day, Shen Moli went to play with her, and seeing that she looked bored, she asked her, "Sister Jian, are you unhappy because of amnesia?"

Upon hearing this, Zhuo Jian held her chin to think seriously, and then said, "A little bit."

"Although you have lost your memory, brother-in-law still loves you very much, and, as far as I know, you and brother-in-law were childhood sweethearts when they were young. By the way, although some people have heard that he liked another person before, I have actually heard that Another version."

"..."

Zhuo Jian looked at her with interest, hoping that she would continue talking.

Shen Moli laughed, sat on the sofa with her, and continued: "Chen wanted to tell me this version. He said that my brother-in-law has been calm with everyone since he was a child, but he will get nervous when he sees you."

"..."

Zhuo Jian looked at her unexpectedly.

"Boys, they only look nervous in front of the girls they like. That is to say, your brother-in-law and you have been secretly in love since childhood."

"Is that right?"

Zhuo Jian was not so sure.

"Maybe you two are secretly in love with each other."

"But as far as I know, I don't have a crush on him."

"what?"

"I'm Minglian, I heard."

"Ah, that's it. Could it be that you are clearly in love with your brother-in-law, and then the brother-in-law wants to refuse but still welcome? I deliberately played with you that you chased me and ran away? Then..."

"Then what?"

"Then a woman surnamed Lin who had a crush on her brother-in-law suddenly appeared. Now I even suspect that the woman surnamed Lin deliberately arranged for my brother-in-law's almost accident back then, and then she rushed out at a critical moment to take a knife for her brother-in-law. Later story."

"The story that they almost got married later, and I almost divorced Fu Yanye?"

Zhuo Jian was fascinated by listening and thinking.

She found some past events on the Internet. Lin Ruxiang almost died in order to save Fu Yanye. Later, Fu Yanye fell in love with her for a while, and even wanted to marry her until...

Until a woman named Zhuo Jian returned to China.

That is her.

In fact, she had a vague feeling that whenever someone mentioned that incident, that kind of situation would appear in her mind. It was unreal, but it seemed that it really happened.

For example, she went abroad, she returned to China, her reunion with Fu Yanye, and...

Well, many, many things seem to be fresh in my memory.

However, at this moment, I feel that it is probably an illusion, a dream that I think about day and night, and I don't really remember it.

Otherwise, why did she remember so little?

"Love, it really makes people love and hate."

Shen Moli walked around the living room of her home twice, and sighed unconsciously.

Looking at the figure of Shen Moli standing at the window with her hands behind her back, Zhuo Jian suddenly felt cute. Thinking about her and Chen Xiang, she asked a little more, "Have you completed the divorce procedures?"

Shen Moli's eyes dimmed for a moment, but then she turned around with a smile, walked back to her and sat down: "No."

"why?"

"Because I'm a bitch."

"..."

"I want to say that I don't really want to divorce, do you believe me?"

"But, didn't you say you were going to remarry?"

Zhuo Jian remembered what she said to Chen Xiang in public that night.

"Hey, it was all a lie to him. He once went abroad to look for me, but he begged me to come back, but I refused."

Shen Moli said.

Zhuo Jian looked at her curiously, not knowing where to ask her.

"I just heard that Liang Yu is back, and Aunt Liang is gone, so I came back to stir up trouble."

Shen Moli explained.

"Stir what?"

Zhuo Jian asked her puzzledly.

"Of course you don't remember all the grievances and grievances between Liang Yu and me, but the fact is that she has entangled Chen Xiang for many years, she made Chen Xiang fall in love with her, and then used Chen Xiang as a backup, and then..."

It took Shen Moli more than an hour to explain in detail.

It was cloudy in the afternoon, but at this point, it was raining.

Later, Shen Moli lay on Zhuo Jian's lap, stroked her hair and whispered to her: "Sister Jian, I just don't want to see Liang Yu live well."

"That woman is quite annoying."

Zhuo Jian only said this afterward.

"Of course she hates it. I can't see her living well, and she can't see you living well, but if we fight one, we will win."

Shen Moli spoke again. After the phone rang, she took out the phone from the pocket of her dress to look at it, and only picked it up when it was almost over: "What's your order, Mr. Chen?"

"Where?"

"Where should I report to Mr. Chen?"

"I want to see you."

Chen wanted to explain helplessly on the phone.

"Sorry, Miss Ben doesn't want to see you."

Shen Moli hung up after finishing speaking, but then she was a little sad and said, "Sister Jian, I want to find something to do."

"whats the matter?"

"I studied architecture before."

"..."

"I was abroad during this time, and I also got a certificate, I thought, to enter their business."

Shen Moli only ordered as far as she could, and left Fu's house before the rain started to fall heavily.

Zhuo Jian stood at the window and looked at the red Maserati that left. Her opinion of Shen Moli was that Shen Moli was very assertive, but the occasional starlight in Shen Moli's eyes told her that Shen Moli was seriously injured.

It's emotional.

-

When Fu Yanye came back at night, he smelled a familiar smell at home, which he didn't like very much.

A large family is sitting on the sofa, and the fruit plate on the table is ripe and the most exquisite durians.

Fu Yanye took off his coat, put it on his arm, walked over, and asked, "Why are you eating this?"

"Oh, Jane likes to eat, so I asked a friend to bring some."

Fu Zheng spoke bluntly.

Fu Yanye: "..."

"Ma'am, the durian skin is quite fresh, I was wondering, should we make some soup or something?"

The aunt in the kitchen came out and asked.

Fu Yanye gave the coat to the butler who came over, and then slowly sat down beside Zhuo Jian, his face always dark.

"Let's forget about the durian skin, just throw it away."

"Hey, mom, don't throw it away, I'm still useful."

"What's your use?"

Zhuo Jian's sudden proposal made Wang Yue ask curiously.

"Well, you can soak your feet."

Zhuo Jian thought for a while and replied.

"Soak your feet? Okay, you can soak your feet if you like."

Wang Yue thought it would be no harm anyway.

Fu Yanye was listening, but his whole body was tense, wondering what to soak his feet in?

Could it be that you want me to kneel down on the durian skin?

Fu Yanye recalled her delicate repentance last night, and couldn't help being upset, so she raised her voice and suggested, "There is a special Chinese medicine bag for soaking feet, and the durian skin is fine."

"But I heard that durian skin can keep out the cold."

Zhuo Jian told him "innocently".

"You swore to keep out the cold."

Fu Yanye spoke insecurely.