Chapter 227

Yan Yuewen didn't speak, just looked at her coldly and turned to leave.

"Yue, Yue!" Cenxi shouts him anxiously, gets out of bed, falls to the ground with a "plop" because of his weak body, and bumps his forehead into the cabinet on one side.

Then Yan Yuewen didn't stop at all, and didn't even look back at her.

The needle on the back of the hand was pulled, and the blood instantly returned to the tube.

She just watched him leave, his back was so absolutely, Cenxi felt that this time, she not only lost him, but also lost her son.

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Yan Zitong didn't go back to Rongsi immediately after returning to Z city. Instead, she went to an orphanage and donated the million Yuan Qin Tianen gave her.

Of course, as Mrs. Tang of Qin Tian'en, she is also very high-profile, and even implied in her words that the orphanage should go to the Tang family to thank her face-to-face and praise Mrs. Tang's generous donation and attention to the children in the orphanage in front of TV and media.

Yan Zi Tong also hinted that Mrs. Tang said that she would visit the orphans at least once a month to send warmth to the children.

For this, the director of the orphanage and the teacher were filled with tears of joy, repeatedly thanks, and very sure to tell Yan Zitong, tomorrow they will go to the Tang family face-to-face thanks.

Mrs. Tang is a very kind person.

In this regard, Yan Zi Tong Ying ran left after a smile.

Qin Tianen, Mrs. Tang, you will be busy next. See when you can design Rongsi again!

When he Shi woke up, he found that he was still in the car, sitting in the driver's seat, lying on the steering wheel. However, the parking place is not the same as before.

"Shu" of a carp, the whole person back to God, all things in his mind over again, already know what happened.

Tang Tang's body is filled with overpowering drugs. Both he and the young master are dazed.

It's already dark outside. He Shi quickly touches his mobile phone. He is really damned. He is so careless. He doesn't find any problem and falls into the trap of the woman Tang Tang Tang.

I don't know how the young master is now.

Fortunately, the mobile phone is still there, quickly dial the number of Rongsi.

"How are you, Heshi?" Rong Si picked up the phone and asked.

"I'm ok, young master. Are you ok? Sorry, because of my carelessness... "

"It's none of your business. I'm fine. I've been back to the hotel. You come back now and drive carefully. " Rong Si comforts He Shi.

Rongsi, a suite on the top floor of Dongfang dujin, stands in front of the French window in his nightgown, holding a cigarette in his right hand, which has accumulated a long line of ash.

He didn't smoke, he just clamped it and lit it up.

His eyes were cold and cold, mixed with a faint sadness.

His mother, who was his own mother, did not hesitate to attack him.

In her eyes and heart, is he her son or not? Did she ever take him for a son?

No!

If he were a son, how could he have nearly drowned him when he was four years old?

How much she hated him to do such a thing to him.

Without the light on, he fell to the ground. The dim light reflected from the window reflected on him. He looked so lonely and desolate.

At the moment, his whole body is emitting a touch of cold breath, it is a strange people do not close.

If Xingzhi didn't arrive in time, he would have fallen into the trap.

When Qin Tianen saw him in bed with Tang Tang, how could she give up?

She definitely has a way to force him to marry Tang Tang.

This is not only a blow to Aunt Rong Hua, but also a kind of damage to Yan Zi Tong.

At the thought of Yan Zi Tong, Rong Si's heart was deeply hurt.

He and she, finally come to today. But almost because he was pro design and had to separate.

Fortunately, it didn't happen as she expected.

But how did she know?

Xingzhi said that she told him to come.

So, how did she know all this when she was far away in T city?

Turning around, I took my cell phone from the coffee table and planned to call her.

That long ash with his turn off, falling down.

Screw out the cigarette butt directly in the ashtray and dial the number of Yan Zi Tong.

"Hello." When he picked up the phone, he realized that the voice he missed rang out.

Then, with a click, the door opened and the delicate shadow stood at the door.

A thin windbreaker and knee length coat, a pair of water blue jeans, right hand holding a mobile phone is still attached to the ear, lips with a faint smile, eyes such as beads like fog staring at him.

Looking at the smile on her face, all the unhappiness and haze disappeared in this moment.Open arms toward her, meaningful face raised a soft smile of doting, waiting for her to embrace.

Yan Zi Tong, with a smile of satisfaction, walks towards him and nestles in his arms.

Hands to his neck a ring, left leg back up, right leg slightly on tiptoe, very active and warm in his lips kiss.

He was about to deepen the kiss. When he explored further, she left his lips, raised a smile of praise, and said with a smile, "uncle, it's a good performance. There's no loss, there's a reward. "

He put his hands around her waist and laughed like a spring breeze. Wen Sheng asked, "what's the reward?"

The voice is slightly hoarse and low, but in her ears, it's sexy and tempting. It's tickling her heart.

She gave him a playful and charming smile, with a bad cunning on her face. She winked at him, "didn't the reward have been given just now? A kiss from your wife. " He hugged her and held her close to himself. His eyes were as deep as obsidian. He stared at her and said in a dumb voice, "is it a little smaller?"

"Small?" She continued to blink her beautiful eyes like the bright pearl of the night and said, "Mr. Rong, when did you have such no confidence in yourself?"

Rong Si was slightly stunned at first, and then raised an evil smile. His silent eyes were like owls in the night, and he looked at her with burning eyes. The hand around her waist raised his hand and slapped her on her buttocks impolitely, with a trace of punishment, "darling, how do you think I should punish you? Well

His tone was cadenced, and his back nasal tone was lengthened, especially the last word "um" came from his nose, with a strong threat. Coupled with his turbid eyes, Yan Zi tong can't help but shrink his neck.

"Let's get down to business first." She changed the subject.

"Good!" He raised a smile, like an old fox, treacherous and dark, "let's get down to business first."