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If it wasn't today, if she hadn't called today, but yesterday, last month, as long as it wasn't today, perhaps he would happily pick up her phone, listen to her voice, listen to her asking him if he was coming home for dinner.

Going back home was such a heartwarming word, but he couldn't afford it.

At home, he held his phone tightly. Suddenly, with a push of his two hands, the documents in front of him fell to the floor. The assistant was shocked by him, and his heart raced as he stood at the side.

"Get out!"

Feng Ziyan's voice wasn't loud, but the assistant's heart nearly jumped out of her chest. Every time it came to something related to Mrs. Feng, she'd be furious. Although he had already given himself a shot of prophylactic treatment, he was still greatly shocked.

"Come back."

Just as the assistant was about to leave, Feng Ziyan called out to him.

"Yes, Director Feng."

"Get off the car and bring it back to the park."

Feng Ziyan took her coat from the back of the chair and put it on, walked out, and then came back to get her phone. Lu Qingzhou's call caused him to lose all interest. He could no longer read those boring documents with his mind filled with her shadow.

The assistant drove the car in a panic. Every time he passed by, he would slow down the throttle, afraid that Feng Ziyan would change his words and kill him in a different place. Fortunately, what he was worried about didn't happen. The car drove back to the mansion, but Feng Ziyan didn't let him in. She just parked the car not too far away from the mansion.

Feng Ziyan opened the car door and got off. She asked the assistant to drive the car back to the company while she lit a cigarette and quietly watched the lights in the villa. She was so close to him that as long as he reached out his hand, he could embrace her. Furthermore, she was so far away from him, so far away that every time he thought of her, his heart would throb.

Sometimes, lovesickness wasn't like being separated by thousands of mountains and rivers. If one couldn't always touch the other's heart, then that kind of lovesickness would be etched into one's heart so deeply that one would wish they were dead. Feng Ziyan stood there quietly, the wind blowing on her face as she smoked one cigarette after another until all the lights in the villa were extinguished.

He didn't know how long he had been standing there. All he knew was that by the time he called the assistant to pick him up, his feet were so numb they could barely move. He asked his assistant to find a room at the Longquan Hotel, where he planned to spend the night. He had no way to face Lu Qingzhou, nor did he know how to love her.

When Feng Ziyan arrived at the Dragon Spring, she took the card and entered the room. The rooms in the hotel were always clean, as if no one had ever lived there before, but that only proved that a bed that had been slept in by millions of people could never fill the vacancy. He had been used to carrying her to sleep every night for so long, but suddenly, without her, he really wasn't used to it.

Feng Ziyan sat on the bed and stared at the wall for a long time without blinking. If it hadn't been for the bell that pulled him back from his trance, he might have been able to sit there until the next morning.

"Who?"

Feng Ziyan said as he opened the door, leaving behind a safety chain that locked it. "There was a woman standing outside the door with a bewitching figure. She wore heavy makeup as she looked at him with a calm and arrogant expression.

"Shao Yulu, what are you doing here?"

His eyebrows twitched, and he closed the door with a cold expression.

"Director Feng, don't close the door yet, I have your number."

Feng Ziyan closed the door with a bang, and her phone hit the door and fell onto the floor. The screen shattered, and Shao Yulu screamed out in fright. The aunt in guest attire looked at her sideways as she passed by, causing her to immediately shut her mouth.

"Feng Ziyan, you bastard Feng Ziyan. You owe me my cell phone. "Hurry up and open the door for me, open the door."

Feng Ziyan ignored the loud knocking coming from outside and walked over to the bedside table. She picked up the landline phone and dialed the number at the front desk.

"Hello, hello. Longquan Hotel is here to service you. Is there anything I can help you with? "

"I have a face of my own."

"Hello, Director Feng."

When the front desk staff heard Feng Ziyan's name, they immediately stood up and greeted him.

"Call security up here. I don't want to be disturbed while I'm sleeping."

The front desk became extremely nervous as soon as they heard this. They repeatedly said yes and then called for the security guards to take the elevator up to the eighth floor. Shao Yu Lu's phone was smashed by the door and fell onto the ground. She was so angry that she went crazy, her hand holding her bag as she smashed on Feng Zi Yan's door. When the security guard came up, he saw that Shao Yu Lu was about to crazily smash the door, so he immediately grabbed both of her arms and twisted them behind her back.

"Feng Ziyan, you bastard. You actually sent people to capture me. Don't think that I don't know anything at all. The major shareholder of Sealing Shadow Media isn't you, it's Feng Yanheng. You will regret capturing me today. Because it was Feng Yanheng who told me to find you, he was the one who called me just now and told me to call you. Let go of me, I'm Shao Yushi, the net is red, let go of me! "

Shao Yu Lu made a ruckus, and the security guards were about to take her away. The sound of the door being locked rang out. The door of Room 8808 was opened, and Feng Ziyan appeared in front of Shao Yu Lu, with a solemn face as cold as an iceberg.

"Let her go."

Feng Ziyan's voice was sonorous and forceful, and the security guard couldn't help but let go of Shao Yu Lu.

"Your dog eyes have been blinded. You actually dare to lay your hands on me. Be careful, I might get someone to open you next time."

Shao Yulu picked up the phone and walked into Feng Ziyan's room while twisting her waist. Feng Ziyan looked at the guard coldly, "I will call you if anything happens."

The security guards looked at each other, watching as the door slammed shut.

"Is the president of the grand film company going to stay in a hotel or not? Did he have a fight with his wife?"

"If you don't have anything else to do, then get out of here."

Feng Ziyan watched coldly as Shao Yu Lu picked up a bottle of Hummer and poured it into a glass with a corkscrew. The night of early spring was not much warmer than winter, and she wore a mink jacket over a mink skirt and a heavy diamond ring on her middle finger. "The whole thing is as vulgar as it is vulgar.

"Boss Feng, why are you so cold? "Feng Yan Heng isn't like this to me."

She took a sip of the wine and swirled the liquid in the cup. Her blood-red lips slightly curled up in contempt.

"Don't use my brother to bully me."

I'm just a little actor who's living under the pants of rich people like you. Director Feng, I'm still an artiste who's working under the seal, and since the seal has flattered me and earned money for the seal, you can't just kick me away just because you want to kick me out, right?

"I can praise someone red, of course I have the ability to praise a bunch of people red. What I want now is Lu Qingzhou red."

She crossed her legs, and her pair of snow-white long legs looked especially alluring under the light. Her feet were also extremely good-looking, with all the meat in her body, and even her ten nails were painted pink. Feng Ziyan only stared at her face as if she didn't see it, a faint trace of anger appearing in his eyes.