The next morning, the rain stopped.

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The president of Fu Group gave medical equipment worth tens of millions of yuan to the hospital for medical research.

"Your husband is so generous. Are you planning to give birth in their hospital?"

Zhang Mingmei called her to inquire.

Zhuo Jian stood in front of the mirror in the bathroom, touched his neck, which was a little stiff, and listened. After thinking about it, he replied seriously: "It shouldn't be for me to give birth."

"Why? It's for no reason."

Zhang Mingmei was curious.

"I don't know yet, but he is at home. I can ask you an accurate answer later."

Zhuo Jian replied to her.

"He is at home? You don't live separately?"

“…”

Old Zhuo Jian blushed and said a short sentence. In fact, she fell asleep while watching the movie last night, so she couldn't kill him away.

He also didn't realize that he watched the movie of the male star she liked all night on the sofa.

Of course, this was also what the aunt told her when she came to ask her to wake up.

However, Zhuo Jian hung up the phone and suddenly rang out in his mind.

He said he would remember as soon as possible.

Zhuo Jian thought, and became a little excited unconsciously.

Finally, he knew to care about his illness.

She went downstairs, and Fu Yanye was wearing straight trousers and a white shirt in the kitchen.

"Get up, come and get the bowl for me."

Fu Yanye said after seeing her.

"oh."

Zhuo Jian walked over and helped him get the bowl.

When I saw the porridge he made, I saw the sweet side dishes he prepared, and I wanted to drool.

Fu Yanye said: "Why are you still standing there? You're going to have breakfast."

"oh!"

Zhuo Jian came back to his senses.

After all, she is really hungry.

During the meal, Zhuo Jian looked at him from time to time.

Fu Yanye also looked at her, "I want to ask about the equipment?"

"Um."

Zhuo Jian wanted to fold his face because he saw through his mind again.

"I need to get the antidote as soon as possible."

Fu Yanye gave a simple answer, very calm and confident.

When the answer was the same as what I thought, I couldn't help asking, "Is there any hope?"

"If it's the medicine, there will be a solution."

Fu Yanye responded seriously.

Zhuo Jian lowered her head after hearing this, and she also hoped to have an explanation.

She almost forgot what he was like.

After breakfast, Fu Yanye took her to work, but he grabbed her hand before she got out of the car.

Zhuo Jian looked at him in a blink of an eye.

The car's hood was opened, and he looked at her with black eyes.

Zhuo Jian asked in confusion: "Is there anything else?"

"Um."

Fu Yanye held her fingers and stroked them thoughtfully.

"What's up?"

Zhuo Jian looked at him curiously, and saw that he was unfathomable and could not guess thoroughly.

"I'll pick you up from get off work tonight."

Fu Yanye looked at her and said.

Zhuo Jian's eyes moved and he thought for two seconds: "Although, it's not necessary, but if you insist on coming, yes."

He was almost sweating from his hands, and she wanted to take them away.

But Fu Yanye held her hand and didn't let go, and his black eyes were still looking straight at her.

Zhuo Jian couldn't stand being touched by him, so he had to remind him: "Mr. Fu has something to do?"

"It's gone."

Fu Yanye replied to her, but he just didn't let go.

Zhuo Jian had no choice but to grab his hand with his other hand and take it away for him, and then gave him two words: "See you again."

Fu Yanye was helpless and accidentally saw two figures walking towards this side in his eyes. He suddenly leaned towards the woman who got out of the car: "Zhuo Jian."

"Um?"

Zhuo Jian turned around curiously.

"come over."

"What?"

Zhuo Jian came back to his senses curiously and leaned forward.

Fu Yanye raised his hand and gently pinched her hair that flowed to her face with his fingers.

Zhuo Jian: "…"

Fu Yanye: "The hair is a little messy."

He whispered softly, his black eyes coming from her face and soon reached her lips.

Zhuo Jian applied dry rose lipstick, and his whole face looked particularly gentle.

"Are you okay?"

Zhuo Jian stared at him, and saw his eyes looking at his lips, and his heart became hot and he immediately left him.

Fu Yanye lost the feeling of her hair in her hands and smiled disappointedly: "It's okay, see you tonight."

Zhuo Jian: "…"

I just thought he was very strange.

Before Fu Yanye's car left, she turned around and walked a few steps.

"Sister Zhuo Jian."

The boy suddenly rushed out, holding milk tea in his hand.

"morning."

"Sister Zhuo Jian, I'll give it to you."

"Oh, I can't drink desserts now."

Zhuo Jian glanced at the milk tea in his hand and explained calmly.

"I made it myself, only added milk powder and fruit."

“…”

Not only Zhuo Jian was surprised, but even Yuan Man and Chang Xia behind Zhuo Jian couldn't help but take a look at him unexpectedly.

Making milk tea for their wives in person?

Are they treating their boss as a transparent person?

“That can’t be drunk either.”

Zhuo Jian smiled, polite but distant, and continued to move forward.

"Why?"
To be continued...