"Um."

Fu Yanye agreed, then walked back to his desk and turned on the switch.

His familiar figure immediately appeared on the huge desktop.

——

Night falls outside the TV station.

A classic Rolls-Royce parked under the steps.

The car door opened, and the tall man came out with his long legs. He was noble and cold, making people afraid to get close, but he couldn't help but become obsessed.

From the beginning of the lights to the late night, the woman finally gave up.

He stood in front of the car and smiled.

Zhuo Jian stood on the steps, gave him a look with disdain, and then turned around and walked behind his car.

The bodyguards dared not open the car door at all.

Zhuo Jian glared at the person inside angrily.

In the car, Yuan Man and Chang Xia bowed and begged for mercy.

Zhuo Jian turned his head to look at Fu Yanye, "What do you mean?"

"Please."

Fu Yanye opened the car door and asked her to get in.

"I just can't go?"

Zhuo Jian asked him angrily.

Fu Yanye spread his hands and put his straight suit on him, which made people feel that he could do anything.

Zhuo Jian only saw him approaching him step by step, and couldn't help but retreat.

Thinking of her last time she stepped back and tripped, she finally came to her senses early, turned around and left.

Fu Yanye chased after him a few big steps, "I'm just here to pick you up home."

"I don't need it."

Zhuo Jian refuted.

"But I want to do that."

Fu Yanye looked at her and was confident.

"Who cares what you want to do? I just know that I hate you very much. I don't need you to send me home. Anyway, I'll thank you if you don't show up in front of me."

Zhuo Jian was unable to struggle when he grabbed his wrists, and he was about to enter his arms, and he talked to him with a blushing face.

"I can believe that the child in your belly is mine."

"What?"

"Zhuo Jian, I don't trust you because I don't remember it, but I have more than 80% confidence that the child in your belly is mine."

“…”

Zhuo looked at him, unable to understand a word.

"Let's settle down?"

Fu Yanye suddenly said.

"Stay down?"

Zhuo Jian thinks it is not that simple.

"Go to the hospital for a check-up, and now we can check whether the child is mine. The hospital has given a certificate and we will live a good life."

“…”

She knew it wasn't that simple.

He didn't remember her, and he didn't trust her after seeing those ambiguous things.

How could you believe her suddenly?

It turned out that I was waiting for her here.

Zhuo Jian was so angry that he laughed for a while, "Go to die."

The little leather shoes kicked him hard on the feet.

Fu Yanye frowned in pain, but he didn't hum and didn't let go.

"Can't you listen to me once?"

"I just listened to you too much."

Zhuo Jian struggled hard, and then the person was tightly huddled in his arms.

"I don't remember anything before, but I promise that as long as I make sure the child is mine, you can do whatever you want me to do in the future."

"Will I let you die?"

"That won't work."

Zhuo Jian raised his head and glared at him angrily.

Fu Yanye's eyes were helpless and tolerant, "I still have to watch our daughter be born."

"Let me go, Fu Yanye, you are crazy, let go."

"Don't let it go."

"Vomit, vomit..."

Too excited, I suddenly felt venting.

Zhuo Jian looked at Fu Yanye.

Fu Yanye frowned.

Then Zhuo Jian vomited a little bigger in his chest.

Fu Yanye: “…”

"vomit!"

And then again.

Soon, she was released and slowly.

Then Fu Yanye looked down at himself and looked up at her.

Zhuo Jian still wants to vomit, but because he eats less, he actually can't vomit too much.

I just suddenly wanted to laugh.

He looked so miserable that he didn't dare to attack.

"You are."

"What's it really?"

Zhuo Jian asked him unhappily.

"Do you still want to vomit? Let you have fun."

Fu Yanye opened his hands and walked towards her again.

Zhuo Jian immediately took two steps back and turned to his car.

Fu Yanye sighed helplessly after watching her get in the car.

While taking off the clothes, he looked into the car again.

She bent over and he could not see her face.

But he guessed she was laughing.

Zhuo Jian looked out quietly and found that he was still standing there and didn't understand. He was holding a clean coat in his hand and seemed to know what to do. He opened the window, "Hey, will you go?"

Fu Yanye glanced at one side helplessly, then looked at his clothes again.

How to deal with this?

Soon, Wang Rui came out of the car and took a black garbage bag, "Boss."

Fu Yanye glanced at his hand and threw the clothes in.

Wang Rui looked at him and Fu Yanye and thought unconsciously that the boss had changed.

If Fu Yanye had his clothes dirty before, he would immediately take them off and throw them away.

But now, he seemed to be disgusted, but he didn't seem to have thought about throwing it away?

After getting in the car, Fu Yanye saw the wet tissue handed to him by Zhuo Jian. He took it and wiped his fingers carefully.
To be continued...