"I don't want to come with you. It's you who 'bet' me, okay." She said "Hey" and the old man called a tall man to "charge" her.
Well, she admitted that she was a little worried about him, but she couldn't say it.
"Do you know you're dangerous here?"
Lin Ruicheng expressed his concern without concealment, which made Ding Xuanyao stunned, but at the same time, she also realized that he didn't talk casually. She didn't know the hidden danger of this mountain and this villa.
"What should I do? Now I'm going down the mountain again? It seems useless. I'm afraid I can't get out of the gate at the foot of the mountain without the old man's permission..."
"And why did you just say I'm unmarried, you're unmarried and in love?"
Before Ding Xuanyao spoke, Lin Ruicheng choked again, which made Ding Xuanyao stunned. Is there any mistake? Who is angry with who now? It's obviously that she's angry. Well, it turns into him in the blink of an eye.
"Forget it, go step by step, go back to the villa first."
Ding Xuanyao stood on the pebble road and looked at the tall figure, gradually distancing herself from her. Finally, she followed up and scolded fiercely: who is the person who is still in her house like a pug at noon!
After entering the villa, Lin Ruicheng disappeared. Sister Rong and her subordinates greeted her.
Entering the villa again, looking at the gentle smiling faces facing herself, Ding Xuanyao knew that there were sinister and disgusting faces under these smiles.
Sister Rong opens Lin Ruicheng's room for Ding Xuanyao. There seems to be no change here. There are trigonometric function questions written in lipstick on the dressing mirror. The pens she uses here and the used draft paper are still preserved, let alone the daily necessities prepared for her.
"You go out first. Don't come in if you have nothing to do." Ding Xuanyao said to sister Rong behind her.
"Miss Ding hasn't come for a long time. Can I help you?"
Sister Rong didn't mean to go out, which made Ding Xuanyao impatient. "I want to be quiet. Can I help you?"
Sister Rong was stunned by Ding Xuanyao's sharp eyes, and then answered. "Yes."
After sister Rong left the room, Ding Xuanyao ran to the open-air balcony. Sure enough, there were twice as many people in black with machine guns in the distance as she had seen before, and the extended Lincoln they had just sat on the mountain stopped at the door of the villa next door. Ding Xuanyao knows that it looks very close. If you really want to go there, it will still be a little distance.
"What are you looking at?"
Lin Ruicheng suddenly appeared behind Ding Xuanyao and surrounded her in his arms. He has put on a steady and rigorous suit and exudes the breath of a king.
"Count the people who carry machine guns outside. There are so many people that I can't count."
Lin Ruicheng rubbed her hair. "Get ready. Maybe we'll have dinner together in the evening. I'll ask sister Rong to come up and help you."
"OK."
Ding Xuanyao readily agreed. Lin Ruicheng fondly pinched the tip of her small nose, "I'll go to the study to do business."
"OK."
Ding Xuanyao washed her feet from head to toe in the bathroom. When she came out, she saw a row of maids standing at the door of the bathroom, several of whom she knew.
"Miss Ding, I helped you choose these three suits. I don't know which one you want to wear?" Sister Rong still served Ding Xuanyao as before. She let the maid hold every dress she chose and stood in front of Ding Xuanyao for her to choose.
"Thank you, sister Rong." Ding Xuanyao did not look at the clothes on the maid's hand, but smiled and said thank you to sister Rong. Then she took a champagne chiffon skirt from the wardrobe and went into the bathroom.
Sister Rong looked at the bathroom without a door. Her lips trembled and couldn't spit out half a word. "Take away all your clothes."
"Yes." The maid with clothes answered in unison.
"What thing doesn't give you sister Rong's face? Even the young master's clothes are matched with sister Rong. What is she? Don't be angry, sister Rong. Bitches do more mischief. Don't be wise to her. Be careful that you're angry." Xiao Tong shouted in the direction of the bathroom without scruples.
"Shut up and don't want to live, do you?" Sister Rong shouted. Ding Xuanyao had some status in the young master's heart. Now she returns to Nan'ao mountain again, which can only show that the girl really grasped the young master's heart.
In front of several maids, Xiao Tong blushed when sister Rong roared and retreated wrongfully. Her good sister Xiao Li sighed and patted her on the shoulder to show comfort.
In the bathroom, Ding Xuanyao blew her wet hair in the mirror. She heard everything outside. Don't think that if the hair dryer purrs, she can't hear it, but it doesn't matter. What else hasn't she heard?
Ding Xuanyao chose a long skirt with slanted shoulders for herself. The champagne color fully shows her nobility and elegance, while the Rhinestone flowers inlaid on the slanted shoulders and waist are low-key and luxurious. Ding Xuanyao nodded satisfiedly in front of the mirror. Who designed the clothes? It's tailor-made.
Eh, it's exposed. The tattoo designed to cover up scars also looks very beautiful.
Ding Xuanyao went out of the bathroom again and sat on the dressing stool. "Sister Rong, can you help me curl up my hair? It seems that I've never curled my hair."
"Yes, Miss Ding." Sister Rong looked at the girl with temperament in the mirror, "Miss Ding is very beautiful in this suit."
"Really?" Ding Xuanyao smiled at the corners of her mouth, "sister Rong taught me well..." she paused, and Shuirun's eyes looked at sister Rong from the mirror. "Only then did I know a lot... About dress."
Sister Rong smiled but didn't speak. She couldn't see how true Ding Xuanyao's words were. She just skillfully rolled up Ding Xuanyao's wheat colored hair one by one.
"Miss Ding, the scar on your shoulder..."
"Is it good-looking? I used to think it was a defect. Now it's not eye-catching." Ding Xuanyao's head was on her side, her fingers stroking the tattoo, and her voice was gentle and soft.
"Yes, it's beautiful. It's beautiful."
After dressing up, Ding Xuanyao went out of the room and went to Lin Ruicheng's study, "kowtow -"
"Come in."
Ding Xuanyao turns the doorknob and enters the study. Lin Ruicheng is looking at the computer, while Locke is sitting in the office chair opposite Lin Ruicheng. They should be talking about something. She shrunk her neck and asked Locke, who looked back at her. "I didn't bother you."
"No." Locke got up and said that he had reported everything that should be reported. It was time for him to step down. "Sir, I'll go out first."
Lin Ruicheng clicked the mouse and said, "well," wait a minute,... Du Qiwen's action, pay close attention. "
"Yes."
Locke left the room. Ding Xuanyao found that the stubble on Locke's face was left again. The whole person looked very ugly and sloppy. Alas, he was not saved.
"Come here." Lin Ruicheng put down his work, leaned lazily on his back chair, stretched out his arms and looked at the great beauty in front of him.
Ding Xuanyao deflated her mouth to the embrace, then smiled, kicked her skirt gently with her toes like a little duck, and walked towards the embrace,
Lin Ruicheng held her on his lap and kissed her in the ear. "It's so beautiful."
"Who is beautiful?"
"You."
"It's so fake. It's just beautiful clothes." I haven't seen him say he's beautiful.
Lin Ruicheng sighed in his heart. Can he stop being so naughty and dismantle his platform? "The clothes are good-looking, and the people are better looking. I can't see enough, and I can't kiss enough."
"Ahaha ~ ~ ~" there was an itchy feeling from the cochlea, which made Ding Xuanyao laugh in his arms. "Stop it, your hair is messy."
"Yao Yao." Lin Ruicheng suddenly whispered in her ear, "I'm really sorry about the photo. I've wronged you."
Ding Xuanyao was stunned. Why did he suddenly mention this broken thing? His good mood was messed up again.
"Shen Meiting disappeared."
It turned out that what I said before about Shen Meiting couldn't be fulfilled.
"But don't worry, no matter where she hides, she owes you, and I will get it back for you."
No one can hurt her, including himself.
You can lose her at any time. That's his punishment.
"What if I get it back? I won't have another kilo of meat." What she cares about is not Shen Meiting, but the man around her. It doesn't matter what others think of her, hurt her or discredit her. She only cares about how he treats himself.
"I want you to be happy."
"I'm happy or unhappy only because of you, not others."
Yes, he understands. But he will not let go of those who have hurt her.
"Ruicheng, I want to make a phone call. We suddenly left. My father didn't know anything. I wanted to talk to him, but there was no phone in the room I could enter."
"The whole Nan'ao mountain uses a special communication system. Even if there is a telephone, it can't call out."
"What should I do? I promised Abba to go to Japan. Now he must be worried about leaving so suddenly." Ding Xuanyao looked anxious.
"Are you still going to Japan?" Lin Ruicheng is struggling with this problem. On the one hand, he wants her to leave Mancheng and doesn't want her to see him fighting with the Jin family. On the other hand, they have just made up, and he really doesn't want to let her go.
"You're not nonsense. If the old man could let me down the mountain, he wouldn't take me away when he left my house."
With that, Ding Xuanyao was worried and wanted to cry. Lin Ruicheng leaned her head on her shoulder, and then took out a black mobile phone from her clothes bag with her left hand.
"Fight."
"Don't you mean you can't call out with a phone?"
"You can use this."
Mobile phone as like as two peas forenoon, Ding Xuanyao looked at the mobile phone exactly the same as she looked in the morning. The black one was very smooth, and it felt like holding a obsidian in her hands. She looked at the key release pattern on the mobile phone screen and scratched it. The word "enter password" popped up on the screen.
Ding Xuanyao was stunned and set the password so soon? "What's the password?"
"Oh, put the cell phone camera in my eyes."
Lin Ruicheng held her hand and taught her how to unlock it‘ The phone rang, and then the screen turned on.
Ding Xuanyao swallowed her saliva and tut tut. How could she be the same as acting in a movie. Or do not set a password, set such a high-end and complex password as soon as you set it, crazy.
"Hello, Abba? Well, I won't go, eh... It's true. Well, I know. I'll take care of myself, and so will you. Say hello to Shifu for me and say I'll see him next time. Well, I'll spend time with you when you come back. That's the deal. OK, bye."