"I own you at this moment."

He kissed her again, in the broad, sultry night.

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The next morning, the two of them came out of a room each. Fu Yanye's hair was even a little afro, and Zhuo Jian's was also fluffy and messy. They looked at each other for a while, and then they went back to the room pretending to be nonchalant.

Zhuo Jian went to the bathroom and stared directly at those eyes in the mirror: "Zhuo Jian, please wake up, he doesn't deserve your affection anymore.

Within a few seconds of warning myself, I saw my fluffy long hair. My mouth immediately opened wide. I grabbed my hair with both hands and smoothed it for a few times before looking for a comb.

When she went out again, she had changed into silver trousers and a white shirt, and had her long hair tied up, revealing her clean little face.

Fu Yanye also wears gray trousers and a white shirt. The only difference is that his trousers are wider and hers are narrower.

The two of them looked at each other again, and their hearts palpitated almost uncontrollably.

I don’t know which one’s heart is following this spring day, as if flowers are about to bloom again.

"I'm going to work."

Zhuo Jian spoke quickly

"Today is Saturday."

"Oh, I haven't had a day off recently."

Zhuo Jian reacted and explained immediately.

"Wait a minute, let's go together."

Fu Yanye grabbed her wrist reflexively.

Zhuo Jian turned to look at his hand, Fu Yanye also looked at it, and then slowly let go, "Sorry, it's just a habit."

Feel sorry?

Habit?

Zhuo Jian looked at him, then turned around and walked down slowly.

"Let's go together."

Fu Yanye told her, not dwelling on what just happened.

Zhuo Jian nodded dullly and continued walking down.

It's just that my heart keeps beating wildly for some reason.

Does she have to go to the hospital?

She suspected that she had a heart problem.

Fu Yanye, however, looked at the pearl bracelet on her wrist. When he went out, he looked at the sunshine outside and felt that everything was sprouting in a good direction.

On the way to work, the two of them were speechless.

Zhuo Jian kept looking out the window, as if there was some strange scene outside that made people unable to take their eyes away.

Fu Yanye glanced in her direction, then at her again, and then continued driving silently.

Zhuo Jian's cell phone rang, it was Zhuang Mingli.

Fu Yanye said calmly: "Take it."

Just by her hesitation, he knew who it was.

Zhuo Jian was curious how he guessed it, but still answered the phone: "Hello?"

"My father went to Fu's house yesterday to cause trouble for you?"

"Don't bother me, Mr. Zhuang and my parents-in-law are old friends."

Zhuo Jian explained briefly.

"Old friend, we haven't seen each other for eight hundred years, and when we met this morning, he had a very dark face. It seemed like he didn't get any benefits in the Fu family. I'm telling you, don't bear it if you were wronged by Zhuang Zhimin. I'm here

Well, you can tell me and I promise to seek justice for you."

"Zhuang Mingli, please be more careful."

She only spoke softly.

"Be steady? Why am I not steady? I would have been frivolous..."

Zhuang Mingli felt depressed when he thought that he might have done something wrong, but no matter what, he still didn't want to leave a bad impression on her or cause her too much trouble.

"I have to go to work, hang up first."

"Hey, I'll go find you at noon."

"Okay, call Miss Li."

After Zhuo Jian finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Zhuang Ming pinched his waist fiercely, why did he call that woman?

Only then did the man next to Zhuo Jian ask, "Who is Miss Li?"

Zhuo Jian came back to her senses and looked at him, "Huh?"

"Is she Zhuang Mingli's fiancée who dined with you and Zhuang Mingli at Starlight?"

"..."
Chapter completed!