Chapter 8

Are you reminding him of the identity of Mrs. Lu? He didn't forget!

Angry anti smile, jump on bullying, will Yanyiqing pressure to the wall.

"I can't remember my identity. I can only remember that night about Yi Qing."

Yan Yiqing squints her eyes and stares at Rong mo.

The bottom of my heart can't believe that this is what Rong Mo, who has always been quiet and introverted, said.

A great sense of shame swept through her body and made her tremble.

Rong Mo also knows that this topic will make Yan Yiqing angry, but even if she is angry, it's better than being so cold.

His hands refused, but he locked them with one hand and cut them back behind him. His back was hurt by the wall.

"Rong Mo, what are you crazy about?"

This posture makes Yan Yiqing extremely uncomfortable.

"I'm crazy?" Rong Mo stares at her and holds her jaw with the other hand.

"Do you want to talk about Lu Qin's understanding of your relationship with me?"

Yan Yiqing doesn't answer. She turns her head and looks away, but is pulled back by Rong Mo, laughing frivolously and coolly.

"What? Are you so reluctant to look at me or dare not look at me? "

"You let go!" Yan Yiqing's liver is aching.

"Let go? I just won't let go. What can you do with me? " Rong Mo looks at her.

Yan Yi Qing a choke, she before how didn't discover Rong Mo so rogue.

"You have been protected by the stars since you were a child. Although you are casual, no one is close to you, but you always pester me. Even if I sneer, I still don't give up. "

Rong Mo says mercilessly.

"And now? Turn around and say it was just young? Yan Yiqing, you're so easy to change! "

Rong Mo didn't want to quarrel with her today, but she can always easily stir up his anger.

"Follow me!"

Yan Yiqing was a little stunned by what he said, but also followed him to get on the car.

Looking out of the window at the rapid retrogression of the scenery, Yan Yiqing can not help but smile bitterly.

Rong Mo opened very fast, stepped on the accelerator in the open road, the rustle of turns made Yan Yiqing tumbling in her stomach.

It's like being angry with someone.

Yan Yiqing got off the car and couldn't help covering her stomach, some retching.

"Won't you tell me if you're sick?" Let Mo angry.

"No need." Yan Yiqing answers lightly.

At this time, I carefully looked at the big villa in front of me.

Pure white, temperament with a low-key gorgeous, Yan Yiqing a Zheng, with Rong Mo went in.

Push open the big wooden door, from the ceiling of the chandelier to the corner of the stairs, all from Yan Yiqing's manuscript.

Yan Yiqing studied design and designed a dreamhouse of her own.

Also half jokingly to allow Mo said, after who wants to marry her, the first to build this.

Later, I was busy with my studies, but I forgot about it.

I didn't expect to meet him

I have to say that Yan Yiqing is moved.

However, even if this is Rong Mo built for her, it should be a thing of the past.

From the time he abandoned the bankrupt Yanjia and married Liao Zilu, even if there was love between them, they were dead.

How can she forget her poor child, who was pushed down the stairs by Liao Zilu and died in front of her?

Yan Yiqing does not deny that Rong Mo is affectionate to her.

But the situation is too fragile compared with the interests.

It is easy to explore and easy to break.

"You stay here tonight." Rong Mo said to Yan Yiqing.

Although he saw the moving from Yan Yiqing's eyes, it was fleeting. Instead, he was deeply lonely and sad.

Self mockery in the bottom of my heart, no matter what he does, she will not be half moved?

Is it for Lu Qin? Or for the dead child?

At this time, an old woman came out and looked at Rong Mo and Yan Yiqing.

"The girl's clothes are all wet, but should she take a hot bath first and change her clothes?" Smile soft and kind.

Yan Yiqing nods and follows.

"The girl is the first woman the young master brought here." The old woman hands Yanyiqing the laundry change.

first? She picked her eyebrows.

"The mother-in-law knows how long it has been built here."

"Three years."

Yan Yiqing was surprised. In three years, it should be that she had just finished those paintings when he started to build them.

But her manuscript is clearly on her desk, isn't it.

At this time, Rong Mo sat by the window.

Elbow casually put on the leg, single leg bent up, posture lazy.

Habitually from the pocket to take out a cigarette box, a long finger in the inside.

Looking at the house which poured his infinite efforts, he spit out layers of smoke rings.

Since three years ago, his dream is to bring her here one day.

Look at her smile, her joy.

Why has it come true now? He is still unhappy, and his heart is even more depressed.

Yan Yiqing changed a suit of clothes, which was her favorite style before, but she changed it after she married Lu Qin.

"It suits you."

Rong Mo looks at the girl coming out.

Tall, fair complexion, long curly hair at will, more mature than before, and full of amorous feelings.

Pure white skirt lining of her skin is better than snow, bright red lips, cheeks also residual light pink.

Originally, it was a pity of the world, but in Rong Mo's eyes, there was little warmth.

For such a long time in the past, did she appear in front of Lu Qin like this every day?

There was a chill in my eyes.

"Clothes don't fit you."

Such a pure white is no longer suitable for her.

Yan Yiqing was stunned. She couldn't understand why she didn't fit in, but she didn't say anything. She said thanks, polite and alienated.

Although this help is not her wish, she should be content with it as she comes.

No matter how many grudges there are between them.

He picked up a key from the table and handed it to Yan Yiqing.

"This is the key here. Don't lose it, but Aunt Li is usually there."

Huh?

Looking at the silver key in his hand, Yan Yiqing can't help but open her eyes.

With a smile, he pushed his hand back.

"I understand the kindness of Mr. Rong. I have no reason to take the key."

for nothing?

What is the reason depends on whether you want to.

Did not take back the hand, backhand pulled Yan Yiqing's wrist.

"If not, will you go back to Lu's tomorrow?" Let Mo pick eyebrows.

"I'm going to live with Xiao Mengyao."

"She? She's gone to Shanghai on business. She won't be back for about half a month. " Rong Mo replied.

She doesn't even know how he knows?!

"Wanxin group has just been acquired recently." See her doubt, allow Mo kind ground to remind a way.

Wanxin is Mengyao's company!

He just took her to Xiao Mengyao's house on purpose?!

Knowing Xiao Mengyao's absence, Mingming went with her.

"Then why did you take me to Mengyao's?" Yan Yi Qing thin anger.

"To make you die, of course." Rong Mo answers.

He knew she wouldn't want to bring her directly.

Dare you tease her all the time? Yan Yiqing's heart is on fire. She really can't believe this man