"Mom, Shi Yan is back, do you think she will ......?"

Bai Xuewei pressed Jing Xi and signaled her to be calm.

"No, you don't know Zhuo Yi's temperament, when he canceled his engagement with Shi Yan, although he was sad, he didn't make any excessive moves, but in half a month, his state fully recovered, and then he went abroad to open up the market, and he did well, which shows that he is not an emotional person."

This is much stronger than Jing Xi.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see how much she cares about this marriage.

Bai Xuewei's hidden words, of course Jing Xi can understand what it means, but she really can't control herself, Fu Zhuoyi is more important than her career in her heart.

"Don't worry, it's your birthday next month, and when the time comes, invite him over to the birthday dinner, you must make the most of this opportunity."

Jing Xi shook his palm, "Okay." ”

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Fu Zhuoyi drank some wine and asked for a substitute driver on the way back to Qiwuyuan.

The photos posted by Shi Yan's circle of friends in the evening ignited the nameless fire in his heart, and he couldn't help lowering the car window, lighting a cigarette and smoking it slowly.

The driver in front of him saw the cyan smoke between his eyebrows in the rearview mirror, which made him feel a different kind of gloom in this winter night.

After getting out of the car, the driver slowly drove away after Fu Zhuoyi stood firm.

It's just that he doesn't know why, he has a feeling that such a rich man is not as happy as a well-off family like him.

Fu Zhuoyi went upstairs, the lights in the house were turned off, and when the lights were turned on, there was nothing unusual in the living room.

As he prepares to take a shower, he discovers that a bottle of Taj perfume in the bathroom is missing.

Needless to say, it must have been taken by Shi Yan.

His eyes sank, and the fire burned in the dim light.

Walking into the bedroom, the picture frame that had been placed at the head of the bed was gone, replaced by shards of glass and shredded pieces of paper in the trash can.

The bed was also messy, and the quilt was rolled up in a ball, and it was full of her scent.

pressed the rest of his chest and went to the guest room instead.

Without turning on the light, he wrapped himself in a bathrobe and got into the quilt.

After resting until midnight, a slight tingling on his neck disturbed him to open his deep eyes in the dark.

The side of his face was warm, the delicate skin met his cheeks, and the woman's lips brushed against his ear, soft, accompanied by sweet breathing.

Fu Zhuoyi's cold eyebrows instantly frowned.

I don't know if she did it on purpose, but the person was completely awake, and before he was about to push her away, he suddenly heard a soft mutter, "Ah Ling......"

Fu Zhuoyi's lacquered eyes were suddenly swept by Bingling.

When Shi Yan was half asleep and half awake, she was suddenly pushed to the ground.

She rubbed her aching chest and jaw for a long time before she realized where she was.

She got up and was about to get angry, but suddenly there was a light in front of her.

She staggered her eyes and suddenly met Fu Zhuoyi's eyes, which were frozen for thousands of miles at the moment, even more piercing than the outdoor in Flame City in winter.

Shi Yan paused, and the words in her throat and eyes suddenly stuck.

Fu Zhuoyi's meaning is obvious, she shouldn't be here.

At this moment, she couldn't help but regret that she felt it when Fu Zhuoyi came in, or rather, she always knew that he had a habit of cleanliness, and she deliberately sabotaged and wanted him to come to the guest room to sleep.

But when she approached him, she couldn't tell whether it was the sinking of her consciousness or whether she wanted to see him emotionally turbulent.

His devouring eyes made her shudder, and she instinctively took her coat and walked out.

But as soon as he reached the door, his deep and cold warning sounded behind him.

"I deleted the photos of my moments."