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Chapter 1370

He said that the hospital staff helped him put it away, but he only remembered that when he saw it that day, he had seen a video of him expressing his love to his wife on the Internet, so he sent it after knowing his name.

But he choked up after reading the content on this phone.

After he restored it, he opened it and it was filled with their memories.

The records in his own mobile phone are much more than those of Zhuo Jian.

Even in many photos of their wedding and grandpa’s birthday, they are always so harmonious and beautiful.

But some of the content gave him a splitting headache after reading it.

Especially when he asked Zhuo Jian to come back and divorce him.

"Knock knock."

There was a knock on the door suddenly outside the office. His dark eyes turned away from the phone and shot towards the door, with a cold voice: "Please come in."

Then the woman he had just been thinking about appeared in front of him.

"Fu Yanye."

Zhuo Jian stuck his head out and said hello to him before going in.

Fu Yanye was stabbed in the heart by her smile, but he soon smiled again.

As Zhuo Jian walked, she felt that his mood was not quite right. After thinking about it, she suddenly quickened her pace and walked to him, holding his face, "Do you have a headache again?"

Fu Yanye looked up at her, put her on his lap and hugged her, "No, when did you come back?"

"I went to the TV station an hour ago."

Zhuo Jian reported the situation.

Fu Yanye frowned after hearing this, "You asked them to hide it from me?"

"I want to give you a surprise. Do you really not have a headache?"

"It doesn't hurt."

Fu Yanye hugged her and buried his face in her shoulder and neck.

Zhuo Jian gently held his hair, her eyes accidentally saw an old mobile phone on the table, and her heart trembled for no reason.

"That is......"

Zhuo Jian couldn't help but ask.

Fu Yanye suddenly thought of something, immediately hugged her and turned around in the chair, and then asked her softly: "You won't go to work today?"

"Well, I asked for leave, so don't change the subject."

Zhuo Jian agreed, but soon realized that he was deliberately leaving the topic aside.

Fu Yanye saw her suddenly pretending to be serious and immediately laughed.

Then he took the phone, hugged her, and asked her, "Do you know the password?"

"Know."

Zhuo Jian knew that if he asked this, it meant that it was indeed his previous mobile phone.

But wasn't this mobile phone lost when he got into an accident?

She entered the password to open it, flipped through it twice, and then looked at him, "Where did you find it? When did you find it?"

"It was sent by the staff of the hospital where I was sent to after the accident, the day before I fainted."

"..."

As Zhuo Jian listened, her eyes filled with tears for no apparent reason.

For a moment, I didn't know whether he was angry or annoyed, but I just looked at him directly and with some complaints.

"Want to cry?"

Fu Yanye looked at her like that and asked softly.

"You're so annoying. You promised not to hide anything from each other in the future."

After saying that, she stepped away from his arms, walked around the desk, and sat down on the sofa far away angrily.

Fu Yanye looked at her coquettish look, held her remaining body temperature in his hands and leaned back silently, then looked at her with straight, deep black eyes.

Zhuo Jian couldn't hear him speak for a long time. She looked up at him and saw his deep black eyes looking at her and suddenly smiling.

That smile made Zhuo Jian's heart tighten, "You can still laugh?"

Fu Yanye smiled even happier.

Zhuo Jian: "..."

He was wearing a black shirt and lazily leaning on the executive chair. He should have been a presence like the King of Hell, but now he was smiling like a happy big boy.

The more Zhuo Jian watched, the angrier he became, "I'm going home, you, you sleep on the sofa tonight."

The man who was alone in the empty room last night saw his little wife standing up from the sofa and angrily asked him to sleep on the sofa. How could this be okay?

"Which home are you going to? Let's go together when I get off work."

At the door, he hugged her and whispered in her ear.
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