He didn't have any inches of strands on his body, and he was also in a mess on the bed.

Fu Yanye suddenly turned blue and ran to the bathroom to check. There were kiss marks on his shoulders, and...

He looked sideways, approached the mirror, and looked carefully.

What?

It was stained on his side.

Lipstick?

Su Bai couldn't get up at all after a hangover. Zhang Mingmei gave him a cell phone, and he held it and shouted, "Who disturbs me when I sleep?"

"How much did you drink for me last night?"

"Hmm? Yan Ye?"

Su Bai was a little more awake, but was still confused.

The person on the phone seemed very unhappy?

"How did I leave last night?"

"ah?"

"Don't you want to die?"

Fu Yanye knew that he was still drunk when he listened to his voice. He held his cell phone and pressed it against the sink in anger. He didn't know who he was angry with.

His mind was full of Zhuo Jian, but how could Zhuo Jian...

He tried hard to calm down, and then suddenly thought of Yan Zheng. Yan Zheng did not drink, so he immediately dialed Yan Zheng's number.

"Hello?"

Yan Zhenggang and Zhong Mai had breakfast, sober and objective.

"Who picked me up last night?"

"Um?"

“Serious.”

His very serious voice.

"Isn't Ah Jian? When we left last night, Ah Jian was finally with you."

Yan Zheng heard his concern, but he still felt confused.

"A Jian? Are you sure?"

Fu Yanye frowned, is he going crazy?

"This is the case when we left. She probably won't leave you alone, right?"

“…”

"Probably not?"

Yan Zheng suddenly felt a little guilty.

“This is not necessarily.”

Fu Yanye was even more upset.

How could that woman not throw him down and put him on to other women and she could do it, so last night...

Last night, he went to pick up Zhuo Jian from get off work, so he asked Wang Rui to leave first. He wanted to call Wang Rui now, and then sighed helplessly.

Find disinfectant and disinfect it wildly.

I took a shower, washed myself to death, and then I still wanted to vomit.

It was pitch black in front of him. He stood beside the bed with a bath towel, feeling that he was finished.

It's completely finished.

Needless to say, Zhuo Jian doesn't want him, he himself feels dirty.

Especially when he lifted the quilt and saw a pearl bracelet, he...

A little familiar?

But I can't remember where I saw it.

He sat on the sofa beside the bed, from day to night.

The room was quiet and there was no sound.

The expression on his face and his entire state can be described in four words, that is, lifelessness.

His cell phone rang, and he even felt that he was not worthy of getting it.

He is too dirty.

His cleanliness was suddenly outrageous, but when he saw that it was Chengcheng's phone call, he still answered it and turned on the hands-free one. He leaned over to the table and did not touch the phone again.

"Dad, when will you come back? We miss you, my sister wants to talk to you."

After Chengcheng finished speaking, she immediately put her phone to Chengsheng's mouth.

"Dad, dad, dad, dad."

The innocent voice of orange sweet voice came out of the receiver, sweet and soft.

"Okay, Dad heard it, Dad, when will you be back? Are you back with Mommy?"

Chengcheng asked him on the other end again.

"Dad hugs, dad hugs..."

Orange Sweet continues to snatch the conversation.

But for a long time, they didn't hear the response, so they later thought that their phone was broken and turned it off and asked the adults to help them see it.

"Dad is not worthy of hugging you."

Fu Yanye looked at the screen of his phone and murmured in wondering how long it took.

He suddenly wanted to cry.

Fragile, vulnerable.

Zhuo Jian got off work late at night, and everyone wanted to go to dinner together. With her there, everyone shouted to go to Xingguang for a discount meal. She didn't refuse, but she met Su Bai. Su Bai hugged her shoulder and asked others to go first.

He was in the corridor with her, "Did you take Yanye away last night?"

"yes."

"That……"

Su Bai suddenly thought of something, and then looked at his little sister Jian again, smiling a little strangely.

Zhuo suddenly looked at him, "What's wrong?"

"He doesn't seem to know about this."

After saying that, Su Bai couldn't help laughing, his stomach was thrusting.

Zhuo Jian: "…"

"I called me, Yan Zheng and Zhao Lin this morning, and asked me how he got home last night."

Su Bai continued.

Zhuo Jian squirted with long eyelashes, very beautiful, and her whole body was quiet, with clear and gentle eyes, but her mind was blurred.

He didn't know how he got home last night?

How is it possible?

He must be a little drunk, but he isn't that drunk, right?

He said he loved her very much, didn’t he?

Zhuo Jian suddenly felt agitation and couldn't help but touch his wrist.

I only found that my bracelet fell at home after leaving in the morning.

He shouldn't have known how he went back last night when he saw the bracelet.

And if she didn't go back last night, who was the one who turned his back last night with him?

She even greeted him at work in the morning.

Zhuo Jian suddenly felt a little aggrieved, and his mouth and eyebrows were slightly a little bit.

There were several times when she even thought he was not drunk. Could it be that she made a mistake in the judgment?

But even if he doesn't remember her, there is surveillance at home, he can check it at any time, right?

unless……

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To be continued...