I don't deserve your love

Yan Zheng is familiar with this villa, and the window of Zhong Mai's room faces a large sea outside.

Yan Zheng walked up to her and sat down beside her bed. Looking at her eyelids, he could tell that he had played all night.

Does she like to play?

She just passed the time that way and forgot about her troubles.

With his hands, he gently parted the broken hair in front of her face.

Zhuo Jian and the others planned to go out to breathe fresh air after breakfast, when Yan Zheng came down suddenly.

Zhuo Jian stopped: "Brother Yan Zheng is leaving?"

"Well, don't tell her I've been here."

Yan Zheng held the coat and said to her.

Just take a quick trip and leave after seeing it?

Zhuo Jian had some admiration for Yan Zheng, who was obviously much more stable.

But after Yan Zheng left, Chang Xia, who was walking with her on the beach, couldn't help muttering: "Why did Boss Yan come and go in a hurry? Boss Mai didn't even know he had been here."

"Some people are just so easy to please."

Yuan Man said.

"Easy to satisfy? Where?"

Chang Xia doesn't understand.

"Hey, I'm satisfied just by looking at him, just like Mr. Yan is satisfied by just looking at Mr. Mai. I think Mr. Yan must be worried that Mr. Mai will be in a bad mood when he sees him, so he left in a hurry. Don't let us tell Mr. Mai that he has been here."

"That's it."

Chang Xia pondered and muttered.

Zhuo Jian sat down on a chair on the beach, looking at the distant mountains with the wind blowing.

It's November, and the mountain is still a little green.

Is it loose?

Those pines growing on the mountains are really amazing.

"But why didn't our boss come?"

Chang Xia whispered to Yuan Man from behind.

"Mind your own business."

Yuan Man reminded her in a low voice, lest Zhuo Jian would listen.

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Zhong Mai woke up at night, and said while eating: "We will continue tonight."

"Ah? Are you still here?"

Chang Xia was startled.

"Well, of course I'll come, otherwise what's the point?"

Zhong Mai said.

The mobile phone was also turned off, and all other matters were put aside, and she wanted to spend this weekend well.

From playing on Friday to Sunday night, she can still go to work in good spirits on Monday.

On Monday morning, Zhuo Jian went back to the city with her, Zhong Mai got into his Maserati at the dock, and Zhuo Jian also got into the high-end nanny car they had parked here earlier.

"Shall we go back to the old house?"

"Ah."

Zhuo Jian thought, after being out for three days, it's time to go back, and bring the children over next weekend.

This will be a good place for them to go on weekends in the future.

There are still courts being built inside, tennis, basketball, golf, and a lot of sports, but this will not be boring.

After eight o'clock, the children all went to class, the old man and the old lady made an appointment to play at the flower and bird market in the circle of friends, and Fu Zhengzhi and Wang Yue went to the surrounding area again.

"Young madam, would you like something to eat first?"

"No, I'll go upstairs."

"it is good."

Auntie backed away again, but came out again soon, but she had already gone upstairs.

Zhuo Jian pushed the door in while unbuttoning the cardigan sweater, she stopped only when the phone rang inside the cardigan sweater, and saw that it was Zhong Mai who picked it up: "Hello?"

"Got home?"

"Well, have you arrived at the company?"

"Here, I... had a good time this weekend, continue next week, hang up."

Zhong Mai quickly hung up the phone, because as soon as he entered the door, he saw Yan Zheng sitting inside, drinking tea with his special thermos cup.

Yan Zheng smiled after seeing her, "Mr. Zhong is having fun?"

Zhong Mai's face turned cold, and he walked over to sit next to him, crossed his long legs, put his hands on the armrests on both sides, and looked at Yan Zheng: "Who told you to come?"

"It's just that I haven't seen you for a few days, why don't you come and see me?"

Yan Zheng told her patiently.

Zhong Mai brushed his hair and sighed: "There's nothing wrong with it."

After speaking, he got up again, went to the desk and opened the drawer, opened the metal cigarette case inside, took a cigarette between his lips, took out the lighter, lit it, and took a deep puff.

Yan Zheng didn't say anything about her smoking again, but just stared at her.

Zhong Mai looked at him through the clouds of smoke, "I've seen it, can I go?"

Zhong Mai touched his lips and asked him.

"can."

Yan Zheng screwed the lid on the water glass, put it on the table, and got up.

Zhong Mai looked at him, wondering if he really wanted to leave.

Yan Zheng walked to the door and turned around suddenly, "When are you going home?"

"Do you mean……"

Zhong Mai pretends to be ignorant.

"My home with you."

Yan Zheng didn't care about talking too much.

"Tonight."

After Zhong Mai finished speaking, he started smoking again.

Yan Zheng nodded after hearing this: "Smoking less, it's not good for your health."

"..."

Zhong Mai thought to himself that you are a big chimney, so you should worry about your health.

But as soon as Yan Zheng left, she stubbed out the cigarette in the ashtray.

Sometimes it's really enjoyable to take two puffs, but sometimes it's boring.

Or you always want someone to let you quit smoking.

But this person really appeared, and it was so sad.

In fact, he himself is having a hard time these days. His son left shortly after meeting him, but she can no longer comfort him because of this. She feels that she has already done what she can, and accompanied him to send the child away. She I don't want to make myself better, like many women who comfort their husbands who lost their illegitimate children all the year round.

She is Zhong Mai, she is not a kind person, even if the person who is being kind is her husband.

And when she saw Yan Zheng as soon as she opened the office door, Zhuo Jian also saw Fu Yanye after entering the door.

He came out of the bathroom with only a white towel around his waist.

The half-covered figure that made people drool was just enough to make people imagine.

Fu Yanye looked at the disheveled woman and was also curious, but soon he seemed to be okay, went to open the closet to find a shirt to put on himself, then looked for shorts, and trousers.

"When did you come back?"

Finally, in the silent space, he spoke first.

"Just now, you slept here last night?"

"Well, I came back late, and they didn't know."

Fu Yanye was silent for a few seconds, and then replied calmly.

Zhuo Jian nodded, thinking, that means no one let you in, did you come in without everyone knowing?

Zhuo Jian looked at him, his shirt hadn't been buttoned up yet, and when she turned around while putting on the belt, she saw his perfect abdominal muscles again, and soon she turned her eyes to look elsewhere: "I'll go out for a while."

"Zhuo Jian."

"..."

Zhuo Jian stopped and didn't speak.

"You don't need to go out, I'll leave right away."

Fu Yanye continued.

Zhuo Jian's heart moved, she lowered her eyes and said, "I'll go get a glass of water."

Fu Yanye groaned, watching her hand movements suddenly stop after she went out, unable to do anything.

Zhuo Jian didn't go out to pour water, but went to the next room, closed the door gently, and sat down on the edge of the bed.

The little guy in her stomach moved, she looked down, held her hands in her hands and gently comforted him, "What's wrong? Do you want to say hello to him?"

The little guy moved again, Zhuo Jian smiled helplessly, and muttered: "What is there to fight?"

Soon after the door was knocked from outside, Zhuo Jian looked towards the door.

Fu Yanye couldn't wait for her to invite him in, so he opened the door by himself, but he stood at the door and didn't go in.

"Is something wrong?"

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