I don't deserve your love

The old man's birthday came as soon as he said it, and when Zhuo Jian got off work that night, there really was a luxury car parked in front of their TV station.

"Madam, the president has been waiting for you for a long time."

The driver nodded respectfully and greeted Fu Yanye and explained for Fu Yanye.

Zhuo Jian nodded politely to him, and then the rear door was opened.

Fu Yanye glanced out with dark eyes: "We'll talk in the car."

Zhuo Jian was wearing a suit, not even a thick coat.

But the moment she saw him, she actually wanted to refuse.

Until the cold wind hit her face, she lowered her head and got into the car.

Fu Yanye immediately picked up his coat from the seat, unfolded it and buckled it on her shoulders.

"Thank you."

Zhuo Jian nodded slightly in embarrassment to express his gratitude, and then walked away from him.

Fu Yanye wore a ring on his hand and tapped lightly between the two of them.

Zhuo Jian looked out the window, they didn't see each other after that night, and he went to the company early the next morning.

"Stop when you pass Jian Lian's studio."

Fu Yanye said suddenly.

"Yes."

The driver in front agreed.

Zhuo Jian heard the familiar name and asked curiously: "Is that the designer who designed our wedding dress?"

"Ah."

"He came to us to open a studio?"

"He found the woman."

"At this?"

"Yes, so he settled here."

"That's it, it's pretty good."

Zhuo Jian was a little surprised.

I heard that he missed a marriage before.

Fu Yanye looked at her and saw that she had been pinching her fingers, and suddenly felt a tightness in her chest.

There is something that he still has to tell her and ask her to cooperate.

But it seems that this matter is more difficult than any one.

He touched his ring and looked out of the window.

The air in the carriage was getting thinner and thinner, but fortunately, it didn't take long to arrive at the studio, JL studio.

So concise.

And the place is not big.

But the interior decoration was so exquisite that she felt like she had entered a museum.

Fu Yanye walked in with her, and seeing that she seemed to like it very much, he said, "If you like it, you can come here more often."

"Ah."

She just agreed, although she didn't agree in her heart.

She didn't like to spend money on herself, and she was even more harsh on herself after giving birth to twins.

As for clothes, she still has a few classic pieces that are timeless no matter what she wears, such as the suit she is wearing now.

Designer Jianda had been waiting for them for a long time. Seeing them coming, Fu Yanye had already greeted them, so he prepared the dresses in advance.

It's a big V-neck, mopping the floor, and green.

After Zhuo Jian put it on, she took a picture of herself in front of the mirror, but she couldn't recognize it.

Although it is a long dress, but the waist is received just right, without a grip.

Fu Yanye was chatting with Jian Lian, and only glanced there after seeing her come out.

He thought he had seen her wearing various dresses many times, but at this moment, he couldn't help but sigh.

She's just that, dress up whatever she wants and be a princess.

Fu Yanye stepped forward.

In the mirror, the black eyes stared straight at her.

Zhuo Jian was startled when she saw him, and then asked, "Is it too revealing?"

She clutched her chest, feeling cold.

"Yes."

Fu Yanye glanced, then turned to look at the man sitting on the sofa shrugging.

Zhuo Jian touched her neck. If she had long hair, she might look better in this dress and be safer.

In this case, she guessed that a large part of her back was exposed, and it would have to be a thing of admiration when she entered the banquet hall.

Fu Yanye's heart twitched even more when he looked at her short hair.

When will her hair grow longer?

Jane leaned forward and handed a shawl of the same color to Fu Yanye: "Try wearing it for your wife."

Fu Yanye glanced at Jian Lian again, for some reason, he felt that this man was laughing at him.

But when Zhuo Jian put on this dress, he didn't want her to change it again.

He didn't care what others said, because this dress was born for her.

He didn't believe that people said that clothes were alive before, but she convinced him.

Fu Yanye put the silky shawl on her, without leaving her shoulders, looked into her eyes in the mirror and said to her, "I'll give you the coat in just a moment."

He knew how to hide her goodness.

Those smelly men don't deserve to see her skin.

After hearing this, Zhuo Jian felt a little relieved and nodded to him.

In fact, she felt safer when she put on the shawl.

When I was young, I liked this kind of clothes very much, and I was full of beautiful fantasies about them, but later, I gradually lost my sense of security about these clothes.

On the way to Starlight, the carriage was silent.

until her hand was caught.

Zhuo Jian looked down, he was holding her hand, and in the other hand was holding something she was familiar with.

She subconsciously retracted.

"Just a moment."

Fu Yanye squeezed her hand tightly and said to her.

Zhuo Jian looked up at him, she didn't want to wear it for a second.

"Just treat it as an act, and take it off after it's over, I promise."

Fu Yanye looked at her and told her very sincerely.

Acting?

Just take it off?

She acquiesced.

Seeing that she no longer resisted, Fu Yanye pinched the ring with gentle fingers and put it on her finger.

Zhuo Jian thought she just hated the ring, but unexpectedly...

Watching the moment he put the ring on her hand, his determination to let her take it off immediately appeared before her eyes.

Fu Yanye breathed a sigh of relief temporarily.

Although he would put the ring on her tonight regardless of whether she agreed or not, but putting it on peacefully is the way he wants most.

For this matter, it is really not suitable for them to quarrel.

Fu Yanye didn't let go of her hand for a long time, seeing the ring on her hand, she unconsciously wanted to hold it tightly.

"But, can you let go?"

Zhuo Jian asked him softly.

There was silence in the carriage for less than a few seconds.

Fu Yanye reluctantly let go of her hand, put it on his lap, and silently clenched it.

As if in that way, the warmth from her hand could stay in his palm more.

Once with these hands, he could hold them for as long as he wanted.

Of course, in the future too.

He was very sure of it.

Zhuo Jian quickly put her hands back on her lap.

The moment she put on the ring, Zhuo Jian still felt that her heart was cut into pieces.

This ring has too many bad memories.

She clenched her ring-wearing hand and looked sideways out of the window.

In fact, I couldn't see anything clearly, and my eye sockets were extremely hot.

But she couldn't hold him back.

Tonight is not suitable for quarreling.

She also has things to force him to do.

Thinking of this, Zhuo Jian gradually calmed down again.

Still starlight.

The door is already star-studded.

It seems that the banquet tonight is not just rich businessmen and celebrities, and some people are even just people they saw on the news.

Fu Yanye got out of the car first, and Zhuo Jian looked out from the car, feeling a bit hesitant because he didn't have any confidence in his heart.

But the door was quickly opened.

Zhuo Jian's heart tightened, and she looked outside in a blink of an eye.

Fu Yanye stood beside her, stretched out his hand, and reminded: "Be careful."