Zhuo Jian wanted to bite his lip awkwardly, but he pressed his lip first. Then she felt a little pain and couldn't help but raise her neck.

He sucked her lips, kissing her in a way he liked.

Zhuo Jian's hands gradually clenched into fists, although they seemed to be powerless at first glance, and they would break with a slight touch.

Fu Yanye kissed her lips and murmured: "Respond to me."

"I, I won't?"

Zhuo Jian thought about it and responded to him.

Fu Yanye: "…"

He didn't know why, but a buzzing sound suddenly appeared in his mind.

She won't?

"Even if I know I am my wife, are you still thinking about that person?"

"who?"

Zhuo Jian couldn't remember which one he was talking about.

But Fu Yanye got up from her and suddenly said in a boredom: "I'll go take a shower."

Zhuo Jian: "…"

She felt that he had washed it. She had just smelled the fragrance on him. It must be the same as the hotel.

but……

Thinking that he might be going to relieve the fire, she lay there silently again, and then she felt her heart beating, pounding! pounding!

——

The next morning, Zhuo Jian woke up and didn't see Fu Yanye. Instead, he had breakfast with her and took her to work, but he didn't talk to her like he used to do.

Zhuo Jian got off the car and felt something was wrong. When he turned around, he was already driving away.

Yuan Man came to her: "Madam, let's go in."

"He seems unhappy."

Zhuo Jian murmured.

Yuan Man looked at the place where Fu Yanye left again. The car shadow was so small that it was almost impossible to see. She comforted her: "Madam, don't think too much. The boss has never been unhappy since he came back to you."

"Is that so? But he has ignored me since the morning."

Zhuo Jian muttered again without trusting him.

Yuan Man: "…"

Zhuo Jian returned to his office, Yuan Man and Wang Rui stood outside, and Wang Rui asked, "What did the madam tell you?"

"She said the boss was unhappy."

Yuan Man was also puzzled, why was the boss unhappy?

The boss has always been happy lately.

Wang Rui didn't know why the boss was unhappy and said, "It must be because the wife is thinking too much. You women always love to think about it."

"…"

Yuan Man looked at him speechlessly, what does it mean that women always like to think randomly?

It is clear that their men are too heartless and release bad emotions at will, but they don’t know what it is. The women are very careful, and they are not thinking too much because they are worried?

But why are their boss unhappy?

It was already 10:30 in the morning when Fu Yanye returned to the office. When Wu Fei sent the documents to him, Yan Zheng followed him in.

Fu Yanye looked up and saw him, sighed in annoyance: "Why are you here again?"

He was so upset about his own affairs that Big Boss Yan came to him and sighed, "Oh."

"Old Zhong Mai asked me about my condition, I'm upset."

He said solemnly, and when he sat down, he said to Wu Fei: "My Mr. Wu, remember to make me a cup of green tea."

"OK."

Wu Fei agreed, put down the documents for Fu Yanye and left.

After opening the document, Fu Yanye put his hands together in front of him, but his eyes were staring at the person sitting on his sofa: "Aren't you going to tell her the truth?"

"How do you tell me? She didn't mention a divorce with me today."

Say it solemnly.

Fu Yanye: "…"

OK, he has done this assuming he is sick to gain sympathy, and he knows it is easy to use.

but……

"You should be unhappy, you have to worry about the day when things are exposed,

Zhong Mai is not A Jian, he is not as easy to talk to as she does."

Fu Yanye said as he looked down at the documents.

But he actually saw the word Jian, which made him squint his eyes and looked hard. It was really Jian, why did his wife come here?

Naturally, Jane on the contract is not his wife, but his heart is full of that woman at this moment.

That woman rejected him.

Why didn't that woman refuse to reject her when she was with Reese?

Being with him is both scared and frightened.

He is not a crocodile.

Yan Zheng was even more stung by Fu Yanye. He was worried about that day, so he didn't dare to talk to Zhong Mai.

But just letting Zhong Mai keep thinking about it this way is definitely not a long-term solution.

Zhong Mai will definitely go to the hospital to ask, what should he do?

Soon, his cell phone rang, the official number of the hospital's internal medicine director, and this person had some connection with his family. He picked it up and said politely: "Uncle Li, what's wrong with you?"

"Your wife just called me and asked me if you have come for a checkup. Why didn't she believe you have gastritis?"

"Um?"

Until he hung up the phone, Yan Zheng was confused.

"What's wrong?"

Fu Yanye asked him.

"My uncle Li just called and said that Zhong Mai called him, but if you don't believe me, I have gastritis."

"…"

Fu Yanye sighed helplessly, then laughed while looking at the documents. I really don’t know if it’s time to congratulate Mr. Yan or laugh at Mr. Yan.

In the evening, Zhong Mai asked Zhuo Jian to have dinner at Xingguang. He lit a cigarette in annoyed manner and asked her, "Your husband didn't tell you at all?"

"No."

Zhuo Jian thought to himself, he didn't even talk to me today, not a single word.

Zhong Mai sighed and said, "Then you can ask too."

"Ask him if Mr. Yan went to the hospital for examination results?"

Zhuo Jian was patient and asked what she meant.

"Yes, just ask this."

Zhong Mai nodded immediately.

Zhuo Jian also nodded: "Okay."

She immediately took out her cell phone and calmly asked to do something for her.

But at that moment, Zhong Mai was stunned.

Zhuo Jian called, will there be bad news?

Seeing that she was going to dial the number, Zhong Mai immediately shouted: "Wait a minute."

Zhuo Jian looked at her curiously. In fact, Zhuo Jian really wanted to call Fu Yanye at this moment. She wanted to know if Fu Yanye was in a better mood now.

But Zhong Mai actually stopped her. She was a little worried, "What's wrong? Aren't you going to ask Mr. Yan about it?"

"But, what if that guy Yan Zheng got a terminal illness?"

"Ah? No way?"

"What if he is soon, what if he will die soon?"
To be continued...