"I don't want to live." Ronan sat on the edge of the bed swinging his feet, laughed, seemed to want to say something, and then shook his head, "forget it, it's not early, make do with it one night."
When Fu Tingyuan went into the bathroom to wash and turn on the tap, he suddenly seemed to realize something and his face sank.
He went out, took the coat off the hanger and said to Ronan, "come on."
Ronan leaned against the head of the bed and looked up at him
"Don't you like it here?" He pulled the man out of the bed and said, "let's go back."
Ronan Chu: "it's just one room. It's no big deal."
Fu Tingyuan didn't speak, but his face became more and more gloomy, and he pulled luonanchu out of the door.
He did not expect that the room card number he took casually was the one he handed to luonanchu that day.
For a moment he could not describe the feeling that came out of his heart.
With Yan Ruyu to find her again, she still won't tell him.
He can't blame anything.
It's all his fault.
*
Huarong leaned on the chair and yawned lazily.
The light in the room was dim. Yan Chuxi knelt down in front of her on one knee and took off her ten centimeter high heels for her.
Hua's face is not beautiful, but she has a perfect skin, delicate as silk, white than the new snow, Yan Chuxi holds her feet, massages acupoints for her, and relieves the fatigue of standing in high heels for a long time.
Huarong stretched his legs and put his feet on his knees. Yan Chuxi asked, "do you like that little girl very much?"
Huarong smiles: "OK. It just fits the eye
"So like it, don't you want to help her?"
"Fu Shao is so precious that I can't help even if I want to help." Huarong propped up her face and leaned on the back of the chair. The mole under the corner of her right eye was more charming against her sparkling eyes. "The people of Yan family, if you can't offend, you don't have to go through this muddy water."
Yan Chuxi did not speak, but gently massaged her delicate foot.
Huarong sighed.
Yan Chuxi raised his head and looked at her. He caught a glimpse of the melancholy on her face: "what's the matter?"
"I always feel a little uneasy about their two brothers in this city."
"I'm here. I won't be bullied. Go."
The face of flowers smelt speech to smile slightly, "I sleep."
Yan Chuxi "um" a, for her to adjust the fragrance, dutifully for her to relax the muscles.
When Huarong was asleep, he stood up and took the Huarong sleeping on the imperial chair in his arms, sent her to bed and covered her with quilts.
He went to take the aromatherapy lamp and put it on the bedside table. After setting the time and carefully finishing all this, he turned and left the room.
Not long after Huarong's feelings, Yan Chuxi found that Huarong's worries were not born out of nothing. Yan Ruyu and Fu Tingyuan's presence in the city were indeed very disturbing.
*
the day Fu Tingyuan was taken away by the police was when Luonan came back from the hospital with him after testing.
At noon that day, Ronan took a nap in his office cubicle. She heard the noise outside. She pushed the door out of the room with sleepy eyes. She was a little confused when she saw the police in the army green uniform at the door.
Fu Tingyuan came to kiss her face and said gently, "I can't take you home in the afternoon. I'll ask secretary Lin to drive you back to the villa."