Fengjin said coldly, "I will tell my grandfather."

"What do you say?"

"I will not marry you." He turned his head and walked upstairs. His voice was cold and hard with frost. "I don't want to waste my life marrying a woman I don't love because of this inexplicable engagement."

“……” Huarong's face was slightly stiff for a moment. Her fingers on the armrest of the sofa clenched. The figure of Fengjin disappeared, and her smile disappeared, revealing a trace of cold.

*

the arrival of Huarong makes the servants in the villa a lot of trouble.

What Liu Sisi left behind, she directed the servants to throw them out, medicine cans, clothes, all kinds of sundries, which she had bought for her.

Three months ago, she drove back and accidentally bumped into Liu Sisi, who came back from her part-time job.

Looking at her pitiful, she was kind for a moment. She not only paid the medical expenses to the work study student sister, but also brought her back to live here for free.

I didn't expect that Feng Jin would fall in love with her like this.

She can only blame herself.

Lonely and widowed, living in the same room, she is used to seeing beautiful men and women in the entertainment industry, and almost forgets that Liu Sisi is a pretty girl. For Fengjin, a guy born in a group of men, it is delicious.

But she really did not expect, Feng brocade this guy unexpectedly so does not pick, such shriveled wench film can be under the mouth.

Fengjin came down from upstairs and found that the whole villa had been cleaned up, and Liu Sisi's things had been cleaned up.

His temple slightly agitated for a while, suppressed the temper, "those things you don't want, can leave her, you all lost calculate what?"

Huarong sat on the sofa and looked at him with a smile: "my things, even if they are lost, are my business. Why give to others? Is she a beggar?"

“……” Feng brocade face a heavy, walked past, gloomy face looking at her, "Huarong, don't talk so bad."

Huarong Shi ran stood up, wearing high-heeled shoes but not to his shoulders, but his aura was not lost. Looking at him like a smile, Huarong asked, "what? Do you want to hit me for her? I'm so scared. "

Feng Jin pursed her lips, and her beautiful face was full of forest.

Huarong did not look too far and said to the servant, "yes, there is a bed. I lost it too. "

"You

Huarong stepped forward, slightly raised her pointed chin, indulgent and arrogant, "I tell you Fengjin - in this life, there is only the share that I lost, and the share that has never been robbed!"

Feng Jin: "what is it in your eyes?"

The face of the flower is slightly stunned.

"I'm just a toy you play with." He looked at her with heavy eyes, and his voice was dumb and deep, "in your eyes, I'm not a person, just a toy."

He reached out and pushed her away and went out.

Huarong stepped back and sat back on the sofa.

Feng Jin drove out. The servant came to Huarong carefully and asked, "Miss Rong, bed Do you want to lose it? "

Huarong glanced at him, "what do you want to do? It's just rubbish. I've lost it all. "

In this family, the dignity of Huarong is greater than that of Fengjin. Although Fengjin looks displeased, at Huarong's command, everything in the room is still lost.

In the evening, Fengjin drove back.

He was in a bad mood and drank a little wine.

After taking a bath, he lay in bed with his mobile phone and wanted to call Liu Sisi.