“……” The smile on Huarong's face slowly converged, reached out his hand and gently touched his face for a moment, "you really grow up. You know how to threaten people? "

"Rong Rong..." He blinked, his voice soft and soft. "I just want you to come home with me..."

He reached out his hand and gently hugged her slender body. "I know I'm wrong. Give me a chance to correct. I don't want to lose you How about that? "

He did not hold tightly, was Huarong against the chest, pushed open, Fengjin back a step, saw the Huarong sneer at him, turned away.

He followed suit and entered her bedroom with Huarong.

"Your room is next door." Standing in the room with his back to take off his coat Huarong did not even head back, the voice is cool is OK, "I sleep, don't disturb me."

Feng Jin walked over and sat on her Beige sheet, "I'll sleep with you."

Hua Rong gave him a look and turned to go out.

Feng Jin stood up and held her, "Rong Rong."

"You're really upset, you know?"

"I just like you."

Huarong frowned and looked at the wrist he held for a while, then raised her head and looked at Fengjin.

Gazing at him for a long time, she said, "did I have such a annoying time?"

She seemed to be interested in the question, "did I pester you like that?"

“……” Feng Jin was silent and didn't know how to answer.

Huarong recalled for a long time, but also silent.

At that time, she seemed to have been so annoying with Fengjin.

She bowed her head and apologized, "I'm sorry."

Feng Jin took the opportunity to embrace her: "I don't think you are annoying."

Huarong seems to be hit by memories, a little frustrated, but also did not refuse him.

Feng Jin hugged her with satisfaction, "Rong Rong ah..."

Huarong: "so you are Stockholm."

Feng Jin was stunned for a moment

"If it was me, I would never like such a boring person."

"No Feng Jin whispered, "I like you, I always like you..."

It was the long years and time that made her rooted in his heart. It was so deep that he didn't notice it at first.

When she left, he knew what it was like to be hollowed out.

"I really..." He clumsily wants to use words to tell his mood to Huarong, but he is interrupted by Huarong.

"I'm tired." She said, "want to rest. I'll talk about it later. "

Feng Jin knows that she doesn't want to hear it.

He let go of his hand and watched Huarong turn calmly and coldly from his arms. Then he opened the quilt and went to bed with his back to him.

He stood still, silent, and took a deep breath.

Don't worry too much, he told himself, there is still so long time, enough for him to have her heart again.

She has been chasing him for so many years, it doesn't matter if he comes to wait for her this time.

Wait a minute. Don't worry.

When his heart calmed down, he walked slowly to the door. At the moment of closing the door, he still stopped and looked up at the flowers on the bed.

She turned her back to him and did not respond to his departure.

Feng Jin closed the door and took back her sight.

He always knew that Huarong was a very cruel woman.

How hard her heart is can be seen from the fact that she left her children alone for three years.

Does she still love him now?

Before he could find a trace of love in her mouth, but now she has never mentioned love to him.

It's like the love of more than 20 years has been completely exhausted.

He used to have no fear, that is to say, to keep her heart to him.

Now he had to feel anxious.

No matter how friendly he was, or even threatened, she showed no sign of being close to him. She could not see her sincerity at all.

Feng Jin thought that she really didn't love him at all.

Love a person, how can you leave so crisp.

Silently clenched his fist, his teeth buckled, in the end, he is just an ordinary person, can not be calm in the feelings.

Without a response, he began to get impatient.

*

Fengjin is here to do business with Huajia.

Just for this point, it was warmly welcomed by the whole flower family.

Huarong also knows that Huajia needs a stable, long-term and profitable investment. The arrival of Fengjin can be called a long drought and sweet dew, which has injected new vitality into the lifeless flower family.

The gains and losses of her personal feelings were so small for the whole family that they could hardly be regarded as meaningless.

In fact, if Fengjin is any man, even a man of 80 years old, as long as he is willing to invest in the flower industry and take a fancy to her, she will definitely marry without hesitation, but it is Fengjin.Only Fengjin, she did not want to let him too proud.

He is a special existence for her, both personally and emotionally.

She did not want the existence of Fengjin to deteriorate, but she was unable to stop it.

Fengjin became the gold master of the flower family, so what did she become him?

For the sake of money, for the sake of the family, she could kowtow to anyone, but she couldn't do that to him.

In the evening, Fengsheng and Fengge are taken out for a ride by the flower banquet. Fengjin is drunk and helped upstairs to rest.

The villa hall, which has just been bustling, has now recovered its coldness. When Yan Chuxi comes back from the company and enters the hall, he can see the flower face leaning lazily on the sofa with bare feet and smoking cigarettes.

The light was dim and dim, and the woman's white face was hidden in the darkness. She was listless and listless. The fine mist overflowed over her lips and obscured her eyes.

She didn't seem to have a lot of energy.

"Miss." Yan Chuxi restrained his look, called her respectfully and came over.

Huarong's expression on his face was very vague. When he saw him back, he said, "why is it so late? Have you had dinner? "

" it's an extra work. " Yan Chuxi took off his suit coat and put it on his arm. "I haven't eaten yet. Would you like to have dinner with me

Huarong was holding a cigarette and heard Yan Chuxi's words with a lazy smile: "are you a child? You need someone to eat with you. "

"It's the eldest lady who seems to need company." Yan Chuxi smile, handsome face leisurely, "so long no see, miss should have something to say to me."

Huarong couldn't help but sigh. She looked at Yan Chuxi's face and gently said, "you know me so well. I'm scared."

She put out the cigarette end, put her hand on Yan Chuxi's arm, and stood up with the help of her hand. "How is the design progress in your hand? Is there any trouble? "

"No, everyone is fine," Yan Chuxi helped her to the restaurant. "Where's the eldest lady? What's the trouble?"

"No trouble. Soon there will be a big investment down, which can bring the flower family back to life. " Huarong said with a long sigh, "let's fight less for 20 years."