Chapter 2858

The distance is a little far, because of the light, her face is a little obscure, can not see the expression clearly.

Feng Jin couldn't say what she felt. On the one hand, she felt a little surprised. On the other hand, she felt that she didn't need to explain anything.

That's what it is, isn't it?

He didn't like her, he didn't like her. In that case, such an idea, there's nothing to blame.

Yan Chuxi stood up and went upstairs with the pile of confidential documents.

He watched the two men bow their heads and talk, and then walk together in the direction of the study, gradually disappearing in the distance.

He sat in the same place and took a deep breath gently, feeling a bit of melancholy.

He didn't do anything wrong, did he?

Why are you so upset.

*

in his study, Yan Chuxi put those documents in front of Huarong's desk.

He said, "this is today's, and I'll send you the rest tomorrow."

Huarong sat down, reached for a Book of planning, began to read, should a: "good."

Yan Chuxi lowered his eyes and looked at her expression carefully.

There is no expression on Huarong's face.

She is looking at this project which has just been sent over. It seems that she has not been affected by Fengjin's words.

Yan Chuxi lowered his eyes and whispered, "Miss, I'll go back first."

Huarong looked at it for a while, and finally seemed to react. She nodded, "well, you go. Be careful on the way. "

She will spend the whole day in her study.

Yan Chuxi answered, and did not disturb her any more. He opened the door lightly and went out, then closed the door thoughtfully.

Downstairs, Fengjin is still sitting there. Yan Chuxi doesn't look at him. He just goes out.

Feng Jin looked at the back of his leisurely leaving, feeling the feeling of chest tightness, more and more heavy.

*

once Huarong enters the working state, she forgets to eat and sleep. In general, Yan Chuxi supervises her work and rest. Now she moves here, and once she gets distracted, it's already four or five o'clock in the afternoon.

As the sun set, she raised her head and looked out of the window at the yellow sun. She raised her hand and gently rubbed her temples.

Two thirds of the papers on the desk have been read, and the rest can be continued at night.

Some tired leaning on the chair, she subconsciously called out: "Chu River!"

There was no one outside to answer her.

She realized later that she was no longer in her villa.

No wonder she is so hungry now.

She hasn't eaten anything since the morning, and no one remembers to deliver her meals.

Huarong supported her waist and went out of the study. There were few people in the family. The light was not on in the room. The dark blue shadow made the villa look cold and quiet. It seemed that she was the only one left.

Before dinner was ready, Huarong went to the refrigerator to pour herself a glass of juice, cushioned her stomach, and then sat tired on the sofa in the hall to rest.

"What about Fengjin?" she asked

The servant replied, "master Fengjin has gone out."

Huarong nodded, picked up the remote control and began to watch TV.

When dinner was almost ready, Huarong called Fengjin and asked him when he would come back for dinner.

He may be in a bar, his voice is noisy, and he hung up without saying a few words.

Huarong frowned and didn't say anything, but the servant who had been waiting for her felt a trace of pressure.

She got up and went to the restaurant to have dinner alone. Then she called Yan Chuxi. Then she went upstairs and sorted out all the documents. She took her arms and went down to sit on the sofa.

While waiting for Yan Chuxi, she also looked at the contract for a while. The servant didn't understand what she wanted to do at first. Only when Yan Chuxi came and Huarong instructed Yan Chuxi to take away the documents, they realized that Huarong was going to leave.

No one dared to speak.

No one remembered to call Fengjin.

At half past twelve, Feng Jin came back from driving.

He went to a friend's birthday party today. Although he didn't drink, he still had a little alcohol.

He thought about whether to take a bath first and then go to the room to see the face of flowers. As soon as he got home, he felt that the home was a little bit cold and delicate.

He went to the bathroom to take a bath. He didn't see Huarong in the room. He thought she was still in the study, so he went to the study to find her.

Knock on the door, no one should, push open the door, into the dark.

He was stupefied for a moment. After knowing what to do, he asked the night watchman. Only then did he know that Huarong left at night.

For a moment and a half, he had not recovered.

I didn't understand what she said, stayed and left suddenly.

And I didn't even call him.

There was one person missing in the room, and I was a little uncomfortable.Mingming did not live with Huarong. Maybe it was because she promised well that he was ready to live with her in the world of two, and now he left him alone.

Frowning, he opened the refrigerator and took out the juice. He found that the juice that had not been drunk yesterday was gone.

"Who drank it?" He was a little confused.

"It's Miss Rong. She drank when she was hungry

Fengjin was a little unhappy, but he couldn't tell where he was unhappy. He threw the empty bottle into the garbage can and said, "I don't know how to throw it after drinking it."

*

in the hospital, Huarong was sitting on a bench for infusion.

Watching Yan Chuxi buy her a cup of hot milk from the door.

"You can bring me the rest of the papers later." Huarong closed his eyes and his voice was weak.

Yan Chuxi frowned and handed the milk to her, "take a night off today."

"I'm not so delicate." Huarong smile, "just a little uncomfortable stomach, infusion is good."

It may be that I didn't eat much all day, I drank ice juice, and I ate too fast for dinner. In a word, whatever the reason is possible. I even had an old stomachache. When I came out of the villa, I vomited and was sent by Yan Chuxi to the hospital for emergency treatment.

The doctor said it was gastroenteritis and a little bleeding.

Yan Chuxi's face rarely changed. He was gloomy and unsightly, and was full of clouds.

"It's just one day back," he said. "Doesn't that person know how to take care of you?"

Huarong waved her hand, "how old am I? Do I need to be cared for? Come on, it has nothing to do with him. I forgot to eat. "

She is soft and soft to explain to Feng brocade, the tone is indifferent to the appearance.

Yan Chuxi slightly exhaled a breath, did not speak any more, just sat down beside her.

Huarong is a little afraid of the cold, slightly curled up in his arms.

"I'm so tired..." She closed her eyes and suddenly whispered.

“……” Yan Chuxi lowered his head and looked at her white lips with some heartache. He slowly stretched out his hand and held her in his arms.