Chapter 37

Ding Xuanyao thought so, and the voice suddenly broke all her plans.

"What's up?"

Lin Ruicheng was wearing a white business shirt, a black dark striped suit vest, black trousers and leather shoes. He looked slightly awe inspiring and angry.

"Young master." Two men in black bowed to Lin Ruicheng. "Young master, we found an outsider breaking into the cemetery..."

Before the quick talking guard finished, Lin Ruicheng waved his hand and motioned them to go down. Although the two guards were puzzled, they retreated and disappeared in sight.

"How did you get here?"

"But I feel bored. If I want to smell nature, I don't even have the right to leave the villa." Ding Xuanyao's words contained a few sarcasm and more resentment, and Lin Ruicheng listened clearly.

Pull her to her side, cut off a few grass scraps mixed in her hair, "as long as you stay with me at ease and honestly, I'll give you whatever you want."

"I..."

"Shh..."

Lin Ruicheng sealed her pink lip with his index finger, took her hand and walked uphill.

Ding Xuanyao walked beside him. The uphill road was a little steep. Even the canvas shoes slipped on the thick green grass slope. The leather shoes under his feet... It can be seen that he also walked with some difficulty.

Obviously, there is a stone road. Do you have to take the hillside without a road?

"Don't come here next time. Don't cross the mountain." He said suddenly.

Ding Xuanyao was stunned. "Do you mind if others see your ancestral Tombs? Where are your parents?"

Lin Ruicheng's feet stiffened and suddenly stopped. Ding Xuanyao was still walking up, but he blocked her. His body tilted and fell back. Lin Ruicheng quickly stretched out another hand to hold her waist.

Looking at her panicked eyes, she didn't say anything against her throat. "Go back first."

Because it rained last night, the reverse road was more difficult than expected. Ding Xuanyao looked at the back of his silent head and his heart was very complex. He just had something to say to her, but he chose silence. With such a deliberately distancing attitude, Ding Xuanyao pulled the corners of her mouth. What was she just fantasizing about? The man holding her hand, after a period of contact and communication, he will hurt her and protect her. Finally, they will reach a consensus?

Hehe

After leaving the cemetery, Ding Xuanyao really never came again. Maybe she was angry. She was still in a state of mind that you didn't say it and I didn't ask. Until many years later, the man took the initiative to bring her here and confessed everything to her.

Back at the villa, Lin Ruicheng disappeared. Ding Xuanyao thought she would see him at the table at lunch. She went back to the room and washed her hands. When she came out, she only saw the tall, burly and dark man.

Locke came out of his study with a folder in his hand. Locke doesn't live as exquisitely as Lin Ruicheng. He even doesn't trim his beard. His beard is stubble and his hair is gray and curly. Fortunately, it's very short, otherwise it's super sloppy.

"Why do you look at me like that?" Ding Xuanyao's heart is hairy. Locke's gray black eyes are colder than Lin Ruicheng, or even colder.

"If Sir didn't like you, you would have died seventeen or eight times."

"Cut." Ding Xuanyao sniffed coldly, "who is rare. I said, uncle, don't put on a bad face if you have nothing to do. People are ugly enough. If you put on a bad face again, you can't see it anymore." Before, Locke helped her find her cell phone and some of her things. He still had gratitude in his heart. However, people are good at being bullied and have a black face all day, which always gives people the illusion of robbing him.

Uncle? Locke was almost choked by Ding Xuanyao. He was only twenty-two. Well, twenty-two! Besides, is he ugly? The remaining light in the corner of the eye couldn't help glancing around, trying to find a mirror and see if its own shape is really ugly in the eyes of girls?

Seeing Locke's embarrassment, Ding Xuanyao chuckled.

Locke reflected that he had been hurt by the woman. The black muzzle of the gun hit Ding Xuanyao's forehead in an instant.

Ding Xuanyao immediately opened the pores of her whole body. The gun! This is a big joke. "You, you, you calm down, I, I'm kidding..."

Locke just slightly narrowed his eyes and looked directly at her. The gun in his hand pushed Ding Xuanyao's forehead, which scared Ding Xuanyao into a cold sweat. I suddenly remembered a video in my mind. A tall boy and a short girl. The tall boy put one hand against the short girl's forehead. No matter how the short girl waved her arm and fist, she couldn't hit the tall boy.

Mom, Mommy, it's funny. "I know I'm wrong. Forgive me, actually..." Ding Xuanyao squeezed some tears and put them in her eyes. "In fact, I'm not saying you're ugly... Shameful. That's, your face is scary."

Ding Xuanyao's sudden change made Locke slightly stunned. Her light face, pale eyebrows, light red lips and eyes with lake water were clear and transparent. Such a girl was like the white lotus on the snow mountain. No wonder Sir would treat her differently.

"If one day, you dare to do something sorry for Sir, I will make your head fly." With that, the gun hit Ding Xuanyao's head again.

Ding Xuanyao shook her head depressed and dared not attack. "In that case, you let your Sir let me go. Why did you catch me here and yell at me and catch me again..... Why! Are rich people great!"

Locke was silent, took back * * * and put it in his arms. Ding Xuanyao turned her eyes, "why don't you help me delete the photos in your Sir mobile phone? Ah... No, no, so the photos will be seen by you."

Ding Xuanyao chopped her feet in frustration and squatted down the corridor crying sadly.

Locke's most annoying girl cried. Her hand holding the document tightened and said irritably, "stay here and serve Sir honestly. Also, I'm twenty-two, not an uncle!"

"I'm not...!" Ding Xuanyao looked up and roared at Locke. Unexpectedly, the burly figure had come downstairs. Wait, what did he say? He's only twenty-two? Oh, my God, she thought she was in her forties. There was something wrong with her appearance.

At the spacious table, Ding Xuanyao held her chin and counted the rice in the bowl. She was used to the quiet life of being alone, but there was little space. A rice could make a sound when it fell on the ground.

"What can I do for you, miss?" Sister Rong looked at the frowning Ding Xuanyao and stepped forward and said with concern.

"No. didn't you see Locke just now? Why didn't you see him come to dinner."

"Mr. Locke has gone."

"Gone?"

"Yes, the young master is going to Taiwan this afternoon. Mr. Locke just came to get a document."

"Oh." Hearing the news, Ding Xuanyao didn't know whether she was lost or happy. Anyway, she was strange in her heart.

"The young master said that if the young lady wants to go to school this afternoon, she can go at any time, but you promised him, so you don't forget."

With chopsticks in his mouth, Ding Xuanyao sighed.

"I want to go to school."

"Yes, miss. The young master has prepared a driver for you."

Ding Xuanyao rubbed the temple that was about to burst, took a few bites of rice, cleaned it up, and went to school in the car prepared by Lin Ruicheng for her.

Imitating her father's signature, Ding Xuanyao submitted an application for not living in school to the teacher. The school management is not very strict. As long as there is a companion certificate, she can not live in school.

The bitter corners of her mouth pulled and her chin was on the book. During the day, she was a smart high-quality student in the eyes of teachers. At night, she was a tool around the devil. How did her life become like this?

After school in the afternoon, Ding Xuanyao went back to her bedroom and simply sorted out her things. All her daily necessities were neatly placed. She only took a few changed clothes and put them in her schoolbag.

"Xuanyao, haven't you gone to dinner yet? The canteen is closing." Gao Xue holds a lollipop in her mouth and looks at Ding Xuanyao sitting beside the bed in a daze.

"No, I'll leave in a minute." Ding Xuanyao buttoned up her bag. He got up and straightened his bed.

Gao Xue's head is crooked. Ding Xuanyao these days is obviously a little different from usual. The most obvious thing is that she has always been absent from school these two days. She always thinks that her good grades are because she never misses school, is not late or leaves early.

With her schoolbag on her back, Ding Xuanyao went to the bedroom door, put her hand on the doorknob, and looked back at Gao Xue. "When I'm away, please tell them not to put all the messy things in my bed. Don't you know I hate others to tamper with my things?"

Gao Xue blinked numbly and took out the lollipop in his mouth. Just when he wanted to say something, the door of the bedroom was pushed in from the outside.

Su Lingling came in with her hands around her chest. "Ding Xuanyao, I heard you don't live on campus. Please take all your things away quickly."

"Xuanyao, you don't live on campus?" Gao Xue asked puzzledly with her rosy lips containing strawberry lollipops..

"Yes, do you have an opinion?" Ding Xuanyao glanced at Su Lingling. It seems that the usual relationship is not very close. It is estimated that there is no so-called reluctant picture.

"No problem. I just want you to take all your things away quickly. My locker can't fit any more." Su Lingling opened her dazzling lockers, looked at them, and tutted twice. "The bed is also cleaned up so that I can put two suitcases on it."

"I'm really sorry. I paid the accommodation fee, so the right to use the bed and lockers is still mine." With that, Ding Xuanyao shrugged and left the door. Su Lingling was so angry that she took out all the things in her locker and threw them on the ground.

When Ding Xuanyao left the school gate, she saw the car that picked her up stopped by the tree. Ding Xuanyao went straight until she was about to reach the bus stop. The car that came to pick her up slowly followed her until she stopped.

Ding Xuanyao got into the car, "just park the car here next time."

"Yes, miss." The driver is about 40 years old and strong. He is an old man around Lin Ruicheng. He not only drives well, but also uses force. Of course, the people trained by Lin Ruicheng naturally understand Ding Xuanyao's intention.

After dinner, Ding Xuanyao stayed in her bedroom. She didn't turn a page of the book in her hand for a long time. She sat there all the time. She didn't know what she was thinking. Her thoughts were always vague. She didn't know how to deal with it or where to start.

For a long time, when her body was stiff, she slowly stood up and took out her pajamas to the bathroom. She always goes to bed early as long as she doesn't go racing.