I don't deserve your love

Sheng Xin couldn't help but sneered, "It's really embarrassing for Boss Fu to remember that he is A Jian's husband at this time. I even wonder if Boss Fu has real amnesia or fake amnesia."

When Fu Yanye heard that, he shot him coldly again.

Zhuo Jian seemed to have been hit in the head by something.

Fake amnesia?

Fu Yanye noticed that the eyes of the woman in his arms had been paying attention to him, and he frowned unconsciously after looking down at her eyes, "What kind of eyes are you?"

Don't trust him?

Zhuo Jian thought of how he looked after returning home before, and she was suddenly not sure.

If he really pretended to lose his memory, then what was she doing these days?

But after thinking about it, she understood.

impossible.

He is not such a boring person.

He can't do that.

So Zhuo Jian suddenly looked at Sheng Xin, "He really lost his memory, and the examination equipment in the hospital can prove it."

Sheng Xin: "..."

No matter how long it took, no matter how much Fu Yanye hurt her, she was still like this, always able to speak for Fu Yanye.

"Yes, you say he is him, I have to leave beforehand."

Sheng Xin was very angry about this.

Does she know that this is the perfect moment for her to leave Fu Yanye?

But she didn't seem to have this idea at all?

Fu Yanye looked at her even more suspiciously. She said that to Sheng Xin just now, did she trust him?

He has amnesia and has no problem understanding.

Zhuo Jian raised her head and looked at him: "Aren't you going? I have to go back to the stage."

Fu Yanye looked at her, "I'll take you there."

"No, just a few steps."

Zhuo Jian politely refused.

"I said I would send you off."

Fu Yanye was not in a hurry, but he was very persistent.

Zhuo Jian looked into his eyes and knew that she couldn't refuse.

So later Li Heng drove behind the two of them, feeling a bit like a driver.

And Fu Yanye walked slowly on the side of the road with her.

"Did I come to pick you up from get off work often before?"

Fu Yanye walked with her, feeling that his hands were empty and wanted to grab something, his eyes moved, and he suddenly asked her.

Zhuo Jian's calm eyes flashed brightly, but she quickly asked, "What do you think?"

Fu Yanye stopped and turned to look at her.

Zhuo Jianjian faced him.

With his own understanding of himself, she was a little curious.

A dead leaf fell on her hair, he raised his hand on the fallen leaf, pinched it, took it away from her, stared at the fallen leaf for a long time, then looked up at her: "Yes."

Have?

Just one word.

But her heart trembled inexplicably.

She didn't know what was going on with her now, that she was able to be with him so peacefully.

He let go of the leaf between his fingers, as if he had let go of something precious, and felt reluctant.

After a while of boredom, he continued to move forward.

Zhuo Jian lowered her head and followed slowly until he turned his head.

In the early spring, everything was stirring and eager to try. He stepped back, looked at her, and then stopped casually.

Zhuo Jian held the bag and walked in front of him, and further ahead was their stage, she raised her eyes and looked at him: "I'm here, thank you for seeing me off."

Fu Yanye didn't speak, just looked at her.

He can't read her.

I don't know what is hidden in her calm eyes.

What happened to them made her so restrained.

"Did you ever fall in love with me again?"

Fu Yanye asked his last question at noon today.

later?

Zhuo Jian looked at him, her heart was overwhelmed.

But then she just hooked the hair around her ear, lowered her head and smiled slightly: "No."

There was no sound, very soft, as if she hadn't done a small thing.

Fu Yanye stared at her for a long time.

"I still have activities in the afternoon, so let's go first."

Zhuo Jian nodded to him, tightened the strap of her bag in her hand, and walked past him.

"..."

Fu Yanye stopped there and didn't move for a while.

He couldn't stop her.

She said no, as if she really didn't.

But everyone said she loved him very much.

Then he turned around and watched her enter the unit together while talking with her colleagues.

Sometimes, he felt that she was very strange, as if she was someone he didn't know.

But the heart was deeply affected.

He got into the car, and Li Heng took him away. Seeing from the rearview mirror that he was preoccupied, and even seemed a little lost, he couldn't help but complain, "You seem to be broken in love."

"..."

Lost in love?

Fu Yanye's flat eyebrows frowned, and the look in his black eyes became sharper.

Li Heng suddenly muttered with great interest: "Could our young lady be your first love?"

"..."

Fu Yanye glanced at him in the blink of an eye, already unhappy, and reminded him patiently: "Can you drive well?"

"OK! OK!"

Seeing that he was unhappy, Li Heng stopped.

But still full of curiosity.

He really doubted that Lin Ruxiang was not Fu Yanye's first love.

"However, our young lady has been to the office building a few times, and you basically hold her hand to show off and show off to the public everywhere."

Li Heng was driving the car, he tapped the steering wheel a few times indiscriminately, and then he continued to lift it.

Fu Yanye turned to look at him, was he like that?

"It's not that you and Miss Lin have never been together before, but I've never seen you hold her hand. Do you have any memory of this?"

Li Heng asked him again.

Fu Yanye looked out of the window with black eyes, with a cold expression on his face.

He did not.

He has no memory of holding hands with Lin Ruxiang, because he doesn't like holding hands with her.

But he couldn't deny that he had dated Lin Ruxiang before.

No matter what the reason was, Lin Ruxiang used to be his girlfriend known to the whole world, the woman he wanted to marry.

If he remembered correctly, they should have ordered a wedding dress, just a few days before Zhuo Jian returned to China.

but……

It's been over three years now.

Those memories seemed to him like a few days ago.

Fu Yanye suddenly remembered Zhuo Ji's voice.

She said she never liked him afterward.

Suddenly upset, the phone rang.

He took out his mobile phone, and the word Yanqing was displayed on it.

Fu Yanye connected and put the phone to his ear: "What's the matter?"

"Brother, how about we go out for dinner tonight? It's fine in Xingguang. My brother and sister haven't had dinner alone since I came back. I have a lot of things I want to say to you alone."

Fu Yanqing begged pitifully.

Zhuo Jian immediately came to Fu Yanye's mind. If they were eating out, wouldn't Zhuo Jian want to be alone?

but……

"Okay, just the two of us, don't call anyone else."

Fu Yanye agreed.

"Okay, I promise not to call anyone else, love you, brother."

Fu Yanqing happily hung up the phone.

After Fu Yanye put down his phone, he felt even more uncomfortable. He couldn't help but think, if he didn't go back for dinner, would she be unhappy?Will it be lonely?Will it be boring?

When he arrived at the company, Li Heng went to park the car. He walked inside and dialed Zhuo Jian's number, "I'm going to have dinner with Yan Qing at night. If you're not happy, I'll say no to her."