I don't deserve your love

"Teacher Zhuo, please help me look at this..."

The staff member stopped suddenly while talking.

Zhuo Jian looked at him suspiciously: "What are you looking at?"

"Ah, I forgot."

"..."

Zhuo Jian also realized that this person must have forgotten her amnesia.

But she still took his material and glanced at it. For some reason, these things seemed as if she had seen them hundreds of times and thousands of times, and they were not unfamiliar or incomprehensible.

"Isn't it all messed up if you do this here? How about crossing out these two items..."

Zhuo Jian talked a lot, so much that she couldn't help but stop, and then quietly looked at the familiar words.

"Teacher Zhuo?"

"Ok?"

Zhuo Jian was pulled back to reality, and then smiled helplessly, "Where did we talk just now?"

"Speaking of the stage."

"Well, if there are too many people in front of the stage, it is easy for the audience to lose concentration..."

When Zhuo Jian came out of the stage, her mind was still in chaos.

There seemed to be a lot of things stuffed in it, and it couldn't be untied for a while.

She even had a headache, until Yuan Man stood beside her and said, "The boss has been here for more than half an hour."

A touch of sweetness welled up in Zhuo Jian's heart, and she immediately walked down the steps.

Fu Yanye got out of the car, wearing a black suit and shirt, making him extremely mysterious and unapproachable.

She walked over, and when she was about to approach him, she stopped slowly, holding the bag behind her with one hand, and the strap of the bag with the other hand, so a little unconfident, and a little lucky, Looking at him stupidly.

Everything is like a dream, nothing can be distinguished.

But there is one thing she knows very well, that is, she wants to approach him.

So when he was standing there waiting for her to approach, she thought it through and walked over quickly.

"Mr. Fu is here to pick up his wife from get off work again?"

Zhuo Jian stood beside him, happy like a little angel.

Fu Yanye looked at her smiling so sweetly, and saw her with her hands behind her back, couldn't help smiling, and whispered cheerfully: "Yes."

She is still the same as before, she likes to put her hands behind her back.

For a while, she liked to put her arms around her chest, and at that time, she looked like a mature woman.

However, he thinks she is fine like this.

She still loves him, she...

No, she said, it's too early to say love?

Ah.

"Get in the car."

Without a particularly sweet hug, he turned around and walked over to the co-pilot and helped her open the car door.

Zhuo Jian felt something was wrong.

Boss Fu today was a bit repulsive, but she got into the car happily.

"You guys get off work."

Fu Yanye said lightly to the two bodyguards standing in front, then got into the car and drove Zhuo Jian away.

Just walking halfway, Zhuo Jian glanced at the back, and then whispered: "They don't seem to listen to you."

Fu Yanye smiled, "They probably have nothing to do."

"Oh."

Zhuo Jian agreed, but couldn't help but look at him again.

I thought he was a bit weird.

"I'll put my face in your eyes later and let you see enough, okay?"

Fu Yanye was a little serious and suggested to her.

"Huh? No need."

Zhuo Jian realized that she had lost her composure, turned her head to look at the beautiful scenery outside the window, and then looked at him again.

Looking at her husband, why should she feel guilty and think that she shouldn't be like this?

She stared at him seriously again, becoming more and more stubborn.

Fu Yanye finally laughed helplessly.

Zhuo Jian felt that his smile was really...

Well, upside down all sentient beings.

She thought of the hero in an old movie, he seemed to be like him, cold outside and hot inside?

She couldn't help but look at him carefully again, and said softly, "Boss Fu, do you think you are the type who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside?"

"Ok?"

Fu Yanye didn't understand for a moment.

"maybe not."

Zhuo Jian immediately refuted her own idea.

Fu Yanye didn't know what she was thinking, but in short, she felt that the things in her mind were messy.

The car slowed down after reaching Shengyuan.

Zhuo Jian was looking through Moments on her mobile phone, and when she saw Shen Moli's tanned model, she couldn't help secretly admiring it.

Some people seem immature and steady, but the things they do are so steady that no one can beat them.

Fu Yanye stopped the car and saw that she was looking so seriously, so he also took a look and asked her, "Like it?"

"No, Shen Moli did this. Don't you think that her seemingly rampant temper is very good at doing this?"

"When Chen Xiang thought she was little white flower, she was already studying hard."

"what?"

"Her talent in architecture should be well-known in China."

"..."

Zhuo Jian was even more impressed.

But what she admires now, the little white flower that Boss Fu said Chen Xiang thought of, is now confronting Chen Xiang at the door of the house.

"I said I didn't. She rushed to the road. If she died at my door, guess what everyone would say?"

"If you're worried, just say you're worried. I can understand the drama of inseparable life and death at a glance. You don't have to explain so much to me hypocritically. Chen Xiang, I have seen through you. I still had a little fantasy, but this After that incident, there was nothing left."

She shook her head and was about to close the door after speaking.

Chen Xiang pressed against the door panel: "I brought my son here, and I'll leave after dinner."

"Either you take your son away?"

Shen Moli asked him back.

Chen Xiang had no choice but to go downstairs alone, and then sat silently on the steps of the corridor.

He thought that for the sake of his son, she wouldn't want to quarrel with him anymore, and would let him in.

He thought she would soften her heart a little after he cooked a meal, but...

What life and death drama?

How could he, a big man, think of death?

It's nothing more than not wanting to kill someone.

He sat there decadently until the phone rang, he took it out and saw that it was Liang Yu's number, and turned it off immediately.

But Liang Yu was standing guard at the door of his antique shop at this time, and the phone was not connected. Holding the big auspicious box in her hand, she looked at the dim but familiar environment around her, "Liang Yu, you can definitely do it."

Chen Xiang didn't go back to the antique shop, but went home.

He suddenly didn't dare to go to that place, fearing that he would meet Liang Yu and ask the people around him to take pictures for Shen Moli.

Shen Moli was very good at making contacts since she was a child, and in those few years, she did have many friends and gatherings with people there.

Of course, he didn't think it was bad, he just hated those people talking nonsense to her.

When did he want to be inseparable from other women?

When did he pretend to be in love with her, Shen Moli?

If the engagement was false, he would have already fallen in love with her when they got married.

-

The next morning, his car parked in front of the store, and then he saw Liang Yu sitting at the door and falling asleep.

Liang Yu opened her eyes when she heard the sound of the car stopping, but when she saw him, she was already sitting there unable to move.

Chen wanted to get off at the station, and then Liang Yu held the door, stood up slowly, and walked towards him.

But sitting there for a long time, she felt a little uncoordinated, Chen Xiang subconsciously wanted to help her, but finally held back.

"Daddy."

Until a car slowly drove over, a little guy stretched out his hand out of the window, and Liang Yu suddenly fell into his arms, "Ah Xiang, I can't hold it anymore."

Chen Xiang hugged her with one arm and the box with the other, but his eyes were fixed on the approaching car.