"Miss Fang, the reason why I treat you so well is because I was entrusted by a friend. He told me to take good care of you and prevent you from being hurt again. Don't worry. When you enter my residence today, I Xiao Su will be responsible to the end. "
Fang Yan was surprised. Which friend? I don't have many and many friends, but I don't have a childe who knows the upper class society like this. Who would it be?
Fang Yan didn't ask him who his so-called friend was. She kept looking at Xiao Su with an explanation in her eyes.
Xiao Su didn't want to hide it any more. Naturally, he couldn't swallow his words, so he said in a deep voice, "Cao Ming didn't lose his memory. He told me everything about you. Let me take good care of you for him!"
The room was silent when Xiao Su finished. Fang Yan didn't answer, her eyes were dull, as if she hadn't heard what he said before. As if it was something said in a dream, maybe if she moved, everything would disappear and no longer exist.
Xiao Su naturally found Fang Yan's face wrong and thought she was very happy. Where is Fang Yan happy? She wants Cao Ming to be better than anyone else, but the news is based on lies, and she is a little difficult to accept anyway.
Once tossed and turned in so many days and nights, worried about him, and the fact that life and death were unknown eroded her body and mind every day and night, and fatigue filled her body like moths. It turns out that everything has no meaning without someone who loves you.
When she heard that Cao Ming was still alive, it seemed that her soul had seen the sun, rain and dew again and was no longer cloudy. When she was tortured by Ding Yaling and had not given up her will, it was because Cao Ming was still in the world. How could she give up? When I saw the sun rising behind the heavy curtain in the morning, my fingers moved. It turned out that I was still alive. Yes, I can't die. Cao Ming is still waiting for me!
When she saw Cao Ming at Ding's house, her cold eyes and familiar look matched so strangely and dazzling. It turned out that he didn't remember himself. His heart was like being cut open by reality, and he couldn't fill in his dissatisfaction.
When she insisted on going to the construction site to find him, when she saw his gray uniform, greasy work hat and thin white face, she was deeply distressed. How can Cao Ming, who is tall in his heart, be so dirty and tired? When he passed by indifferently, when she asked to see herself and was rejected, she wanted to cry helplessly like a child, miss you, remember yourself, really forget everything before?
Cao Ming is the most important thing besides Fang Yan's soul. It's hard to give up and get it. But Fang Yan never abandoned the person in her heart.
But he didn't lose his memory. Everything was fine. He even planned more strategies and couldn't see through more deeply than before. His pain is unbearable. He is indifferent to it. What she can't stand most is the deception between her lovers. Even if it is kind, they can't be honest with each other. How to continue her life in the future?
"Has he thought about my feelings? Does he know that I can't sleep every day? Does he know what hard life I have had in Ding Yaling? Doesn't he know that I always hate betrayal and cheating? Why should he do this? If there is something he can't discuss together, tell me what to do. Why does he make decisions without authorization every time? What does he regard me as? Am I dispensable, so he doesn't have to tell me anything, just do his own thing? It used to be so, and it's the same now, Cao Ming. I really hate you... "
Fang Yan spoke too quickly, her breathing was a little short, her eyes were slowly turning red, and tears filled the corners of her eyes and fell down her side face.
Xiao Su couldn't see the girl cry. He couldn't bear to see such a pity.
"It's really wrong for Cao Ming to do that, but he suddenly suffered such a heavy blow. Naturally, it needs to be considered in the long run. A little mistake may lose the game. If he doesn't tell you, he naturally has his own plans and difficulties. If he doesn't think about you, he doesn't have to bother me to take care of you at all. His life is not easy, but he still thinks about you everywhere. You should try to think about him. He still loves you as before. At least he mentioned you many times in front of me. "
Xiao Su coaxed the girl. Fang Yan stopped crying and believed his words. Cao Ming doesn't want to ignore himself. He has more important things to do than knowing each other. It's not time to get together again.
"Well, it's not that I don't believe him. He should know that I can't cheat. Since he has plans, I have to cooperate with him well. But young master Xiao, Cao Ming won't have any risk and trouble doing these things? "
Fang Yan thought about Cao Ming in every word. Even though she was crying angrily just now, she was all over him in the twinkling of an eye. Love is indeed a fickle thing. Once trapped, no matter how rational people are, they will worry about gain and loss and lose their original norms!
Xiao Su lost his smile. "Of course not. He has always been calm and calm. He has been dormant for so long. It's time to give the other party a hard blow. I've always been optimistic about Cao Ming. Don't underestimate your man."
Fang Yan pursed her lips and smiled softly. She didn't answer. Xiao Su looked at her watch. The night was already deep. She got up and wanted to go. When she reached the door, Fang Yan gently said "thank you" behind her back. Despite the simple words, Xiao Su has a different taste. This is a girl's trust and trust in herself.
Fang Yan stayed at Xiao's house. She felt a lot at ease. When she thought that she would be with the grass people again soon, she was a lot happier. Every day in the villa, she had nothing to do. There were many books in the study. She stayed inside and read them one by one. The day passed quickly.
During this period, Ding Yaling made a lot of phone calls to ask her how things were going. She prevaricated her by saying that Xiao Su was busy at work and didn't often go home.
And Ding Yaling is not a fool. She knows everything when she thinks about it carefully. Then he sent an assistant to investigate the origin of Xiao Su secretly. Looking at the lines on the paper related to Cao Ming, everything understood. It turned out that I sent Fang Yan to my friend. I tortured her for so long. How can I help myself?
Hum, this little hoof is good luck. It's cheap for you. Just don't make your life so easy. Fang Yan, don't be happy too early. The good play is still ahead!
On the other day, a banquet was held there. When Xiao Su came home in the evening, he came directly to the study with a white bag.
Fang Yan still leans against the windowsill to read, with a quiet side face and soft hair. Time seems to have become very gentle on her. Xiao Su's heart softened, and her footsteps became very light.
She didn't look up until she saw a black corner in front of her, "Oh, you're back."
Xiao Su put the bag in her hand before Fang Yan didn't answer, "what's this?"
Xiao Su put the bag on the table and said politely, "there's a party tonight. Come with me."
Fang Yan opened her eyes wide and was surprised. She had never entered such an occasion and had no experience at all. How could she go? What if she made a fool of herself?
Xiao Su seemed to see her mind and said with a smile, "don't be so nervous. In fact, it's almost like an ordinary cocktail party. Just follow me."
"But I'm still afraid. No, I'm not suitable. You can find another woman." Fang Yan is still refusing. What she says is the truth. She is an ordinary girl. She doesn't want dazzling brilliance. It's her greatest wish to spend her life with her beloved.
Xiao Su approached and said earnestly, "Cao Ming's woman should be fearless and not afraid of anything, because she knows that Cao Ming will return to her in the near future, so she can carry any storm. Fang Yan, can you? "
She looked up at Xiao su. Why can't I? What can't I do?
"OK, I'll go!"
Xiao Su smiled. "Then get ready quickly. We're going to start at eight."
With that, Xiao Su went out and left Fang Yan enough time and space.
In the white bag is a small dress, a beige skirt, a slightly yellow blouse, and then matched with 78 cm high heels. The graceful woman was so beautiful that people couldn't bear to move their eyes. Fang Yan only painted a little light makeup. Her skin was white and her lips were ruddy. She looked like a porcelain doll in the mirror.