Have We Ever Divorced？

"Have you forgotten what kind of person I am?"

Yan zhiting's face was gloomy and his black eyes were cold.

Yin Rong didn't dare to look up at him at all. His tone had made her tremble all over. There was a terrible feeling flowing to all parts.

He's right

These days, so happy, so simple and happy, she seems to really forget what kind of person Yan zhiting is. At this moment, he reminds himself again, and then she remembers everything before.

He does not allow betrayal, he is very concerned about Jane, and she just committed these two taboos.

Yan zhiting saw Yan Rong's face and softened his voice slightly. "In fact, you are not wrong. I have changed."

"But your principles will not change, young master." Yin Rong already understood Yan zhiting's meaning, but at the same time she also understood that he had let her go.

The idea saved her calm.

"Tell me what you know."

"Yes, young master." Yin Rong didn't leave a little bit behind and told him everything she knew.

It's Jianxi's idea to hide the flowers in the garage, but it's her idea to let the bodyguards hide Yan zhiting from reporting to the police.

"So every day someone comes to send flowers?" Yan zhiting's voice rang out slowly, his eyebrows wrinkled tightly, "it's the same flower."

What's the special meaning of such simple words.

The fingers on the sofa suddenly jerked up, showing his irritability and hesitation.

This is the secret that Jianxi and muyicheng know... This idea makes the murderous spirit in his eyes suddenly rise.

The atmosphere of the room was inexplicably tight.

Yin Rong held her fist and said bravely, "young master, it's not what you think. Miss Jane said that there is nothing between them. These words are just his wishful thinking..."

Bang!

The exquisite ashtray hit the TV, and the TV screen was torn apart, with several wires of electric current flashing.

Ash spilled all over the floor and the carpet was in a mess.

Yin Rong covers her chest, gasps in a hurry, and her eyes stare with fear. It can be imagined that if she didn't tell Yan zhiting honestly, her fate would not be much better than this TV.

"Young master..."

"You go out, and don't tell her."

Yin Rong left the room just like he did, but his heart beat fast for a long time.

Yan zhiting falls down on the sofa, and the computer on the desk is still playing the surveillance video in real time. He zooms in on one of the shots, which enlarges Jianxi's face. She is concentrating on the computer, with the drawing board on her lap, and her thin white hand holding a pencil drawing on it.

Staring at her like this, her delicate and quiet appearance seemed to have a magic power, which made his dark eyes gradually calm down.

But it's not enough.

Yan zhiting picked up the computer, ran downstairs like a gust of wind, and drove away.

All the way, he told his subordinates to find the source of the flowers. The car stopped at the downstairs of Jianxi studio and found a place they couldn't drive. He turned on the computer again, and the real-time video was still playing on the screen.

Jianxi and Hao Xiuyun are still sitting on the sofa watching the video. They don't know what Hao Xiuyun said. They both laugh.

Seeing such a scene, although he knew that nothing had happened between them, he still felt very uncomfortable.

Picking up his mobile phone, Yan zhiting is about to send a text message to Jianxi. Yu Guang catches a glimpse of a car passing by, parking in front of him. There is an advertisement on the car: Happy florist.

Flower shop

These two words attracted Yan zhiting inexplicably.

He stares at the man who gets off the car and enters the building with a carton in his hand.

Cartons

Yan zhiting sent a text message to his subordinates, so that he could track down the florist.

He guessed right. On the screen, Hao Xiuyun stood up and went to the door to open it. The man who knocked on the door was the man he saw just now.

"We have checked and confirmed with the guests that the address is correct." The man who sent the flowers insisted, "is there really no Miss Fu here?"

Hao Xiuyun showed a helpless expression, "really not."

"So... Can you take this flower?" The man said, "if you don't accept the flowers, the boss will deduct my salary."

"How could it be?" Hao Xiuyun is not so easy to compromise, "must be your guest made a mistake? Did he not even know that he was going to send flowers to anyone? "

"Forget it." Jane took the carton over and said, "we must make it clear and send it back later."

The man showed a relieved smile, said thanks and ran away immediately.

"Jade, what's going on?" Hao Xiuyun closes the door and goes to ask Jianxi.

Jane pulled out a wry smile, "have you forgotten? I used to be fu. "

"Ah?" Hao Xiuyun raised his head and patted his forehead. He remembered that her father was Fu Jun and her real name was Fu Jianxi

"But who sent you these flowers?"

"I don't know that either." Jane sat on the sofa and opened the carton. Unexpectedly, there was not a bunch of stars in the carton, but a pot of stars.

Hao Xiuyun looked at her suspiciously, then at the flower, suddenly widened his eyes, "I remember, when I was still in Chessia before, someone sent you a bunch of stars all over the sky, is it still the pursuer?"

You know, Yan Shao is to send those rare flowers to ordinary people who don't even know their names. This kind of ordinary flowers will not be sent by Yan Shao.

"Do you like this?" Jane put the flowerpot back in the carton. "Why don't you take it home?"

"Is that ok?" Hao Xiuyun didn't be polite to her, so he took away the carton directly. "Then I'll be more respectful than obedient. It happens that Xiao Yuan is with my succulent plants."

Huh?

Jianxi captured a key name, "Xiaoyuan?"

"Er..." Hao Xiuyun pretended to be busy sorting out things and said, "hmm? Ah, yes, it's the New Year present she gave me. "

"I haven't received her new year's gift. You are so lucky..."

Tone sour, Jane Xi bit a red bean bag, but did not feel sweet and greasy taste.

Hao Xiuyun didn't know what to say, so he decided to lower his head and concentrate on tidying up.

Jianxi takes out her mobile phone and shares the gossip with Yan zhiting. By the way, she asks him if he wants to come out for lunch.

This time the reply is super fast. Yan zhiting asked her to go downstairs in ten minutes.

"If we have dinner together, can I leave at noon?"

"Let's go, let's go." Hao Xiuyun waved, "if you don't feel comfortable, you don't have to come back in the afternoon. I'm going to go shopping at noon. Do you need anything?"

Jianxi glances at the things on her desk. Yan zhiting is perfectly prepared. She doesn't lack anything.

"Then I'll go down." Jianxi anxiously watched the time slip away. Ten minutes later, she said goodbye to Hao Xiuyun and went downstairs immediately.

In the elevator, there were people from other companies who were going to take a lunch break. When everyone saw her stomach, they kindly gave up their seats for her.

When she was about to walk to the door of the building, Jane heard a man beside her exclaim, "Wow, what a cool sports car!"

"I've read this one in the magazine. It's not put into the market yet. How can it appear in Nancheng?" Another voice immediately echoed.

"Yeah, I really want to see who's driving this car."

Jane Xi, who was about to walk towards the sports car, immediately stopped and followed the crowd to the left at the door.

She knew that Yan zhiting would feel strange. She immediately called Yan zhiting and said, "Hey, I'll wait for you at the intersection in front. Someone here is very concerned about your car."

All of a sudden, she ran into a wall and almost fell down. Fortunately, her hands came out in time to hold her.

What appeared in Jane's sight was a familiar face. Although he was wearing sunglasses, although his appearance changed a little bit than usual, Liu Hai hung down on his forehead, not as sharp as usual... But she recognized the man.

"How stupid are you? Can't even walk? "

Thin lips open and close, say the words people can't help rolling their eyes.

Yan zhiting helps Jianxi well, but he feels that Jianxi climbs on his shoulder and presses his head. At the next moment, he feels two soft and fragrant feelings on his lips.

He was a little surprised and couldn't help raising his eyebrows. But after seeing her long and curly eyelashes through his sunglasses, he slowly closed his eyes and enjoyed Jane's rare initiative.

The people around them all cast their eyes on them one after another. Jane was a little embarrassed and let him go.

"Have you changed sex?" Yan zhiting made fun of her.

"Nothing." Jane shrugged. She just missed him and touched what he had done for them.

Yan zhiting took her hand, and they walked on the street like ordinary lovers, no different from others.

"How do you know I won't get in?"

"I wasn't going to let you in." Yan zhiting took her into the alley, "remember the wonton shop here?"

Jane used to look at the alleys full of traces of the times, and suddenly remembered the past.

A long time ago, they signed a love contract. He once brought her here for a date.

The shop was still the old couple, and there was still a long line at the door, and Yan zhiting just went in and took out two lunch boxes that had already been reserved.

In the line of people's complaints, Yan zhiting a face calmly with Jane left.

"Where shall we eat?"

Yan zhiting didn't answer. Jianxi had to be led by him. They went to the back of a building, under a big tree. The car that had just stopped at the downstairs of the studio stayed in the shade of the tree.

Jane Xi with a surprised face was pulled into the car by Yan zhiting. She watched Yan zhiting open the lunch box for her and gave her fresh juice. She suddenly felt her nose sour“ What are you doing? " Yan zhiting put yuntun away, looked at Jianxi, and suddenly bit his lips, "too greasy? I told them to have less oil and less salt. "“ No, it's delicious. " Jane ate one in the past. I don't know why. It tastes hundreds of times better than she remembered. While they were talking and eating, Jane suddenly remembered something and asked him, "are you going out to dinner with us tonight? Just a few people. " Yan zhiting suddenly stopped, staring at Jianxi, his eyes a little cold, "who is there?"“ Just a few of us, no one else. " Jane didn't really know how many people there were“ Really? There is no strange person? "“ Really Jane looked at Yan zhiting in bewilderment. She didn't understand why he wanted to find out. A belly of words blocked in the chest, in Yan zhiting mouth into a sentence, "nothing."