Chapter 141

"Really?" A little starlight flew into his eyes.

She nodded, she only wanted freedom, nothing else.

He happily held her face, affectionate kiss her forehead: "from now on, I will accompany you every day, never leave you."

"Well." She tried to squeeze out a smile on him. At this time, he noticed that her face was very pale, her lips were light, and there was no color, as if she was malnourished, "haven't you eaten yet? Shall I take you to the steak? "

She shook her head, these two days, she did not have a serious meal, no appetite, I do not know why, miserable to death, like being hollowed out.

She has been poisoned by Rong Zhenye. If she wants to quit, only time is the best way.

"What would you like to eat?" He asked.

"I'll make some noodles later." She replied feebly.

He raised a beautiful corner of his mouth, "would you like to taste my latest invention of noodles?" He is the perfect man who can get out of the hall and into the kitchen. In the past, Fang Yu was very busy at work and often had to work overtime. Since he was five years old, he has cooked his own food.

Yi Youxia has a faint light in her dark eyes. She likes to eat everything he makes. "I don't know if there are any ingredients you need in my refrigerator?"

"Let me see." With a smile, he stood up and took out noodles, tomatoes, eggs and sausages. "That's enough."

He went into the kitchen, where she was licking her mouth like a greedy cat.

Soon, a bowl of hot, fragrant stewed noodles out of the pot.

Her previously listless taste buds are now all full of energy, and begin to taste delicious, "it's delicious, it's delicious!"

He looked at her full of doting, "as long as you like, I can make it for you every day."

Her thick long eyelashes blinked, revealing a wisp of playful smile: "no, I can't. isn't it to kill me if you let Bella's president cook noodles for me every day?"

He stroked her head with a smile, "as long as you are happy, even if I take off the moon in the sky, I will."

"Oh?" She Liu Mei mischievous provocation, "you pick it for me to see?"

"OK, I'll be right there." Xia Yuhan stood up, picked up a small basin filled with water, put it on the balcony, a bright moon reflected in the water, "picked it off."

She giggled, crisp laughter like the collision of silver bells, gently flowing in the early autumn night.

But at this time of Rong Fu, there is this period of time has never been quiet.

Yi Xia didn't come back again. Xu Wanling was happy and wanted to scream.

She must have been driven away by Rong Zhenye. They should get divorced soon.

She thinks that she finally has a chance to get along with Rong Zhenye alone. Unexpectedly, even his face can't be seen, and there is no space around him. Qin Xuelu regains her position again.

Rong Zhenye took Qin Xuelu to the celebrity dance at the weekend, which had to attract people's wild guess.

Is Esha dumped again?

Is unlimited scenery just a flash in the pan?

Is Qin Xuelu immortal?

There is a trace of jealousy in the eyes of the ladies.

From middle school to now, Qin Xuelu has always been the only woman beside Rong Zhenye.

Although the Rong and Qin families no longer intermarried, they did not openly prevent their contacts. As long as they did not rise to marriage, they could turn a blind eye.

It can also be regarded as a smoke bomb to the outside world, so that they mistakenly think that the two families are as good as ever.

The field of power is virtual, real and virtual.

When Xu Hongxi saw them, he ran over: "brother Zhenye, where's sister Yi? Why didn't sister Yi come with you?"

"There's something wrong with her. She can't come." Rong Zhenye said lightly.

"So you took other women with you. Aren't you afraid of sister Yi's jealousy?" He puffed up his cheeks in a puffy little way.

Rong Zhenye smiles bitterly in his heart.

Will she?

Although not at her side, but he has been in the dark to protect her. These days, she and Xia Yuhan together, must be very happy, long forgotten him.

Xu chuleisure quickly pulled Xiaoxi over, "can't talk disorderly."

Rong Zhenye takes a look at them, faintly spits out a "excuse me", and then leaves with Qin Xuelu.

Xiaoxidu said: "he must have quarreled with sister Yi."

Xu Chuhui's eyes flashed very complex colors, stroked Xiaoxi's head, "it's OK, they will soon be reconciled."

Not far away, Qin Xuelu is very uncomfortable when she hears what they say. She finally returns to Rong Zhenye. How can she be robbed of her position again.

"Brother Zhenye, do you remember Simba? She has grown into a fine horse. You haven't been to see her for a long time. If you are not busy tomorrow, go to my villa to see her, OK?" She smiles. Simba is an English pure blood horse. Rong Zhenye gave it to her on her 21st birthday. At that time, when she wore it to the equestrian club, Xu Wanling's envious eyes almost protruded."There's an important meeting tomorrow. I'll come back when I'm free." Rong Zhenye's tone is flat, and his handsome face is as cold and deep as ice.

Qin Xuelu's heart is like a wave of frustration, but she doesn't show it. She still has a beautiful smile on her face: "brother Zhenye, can I ask you something?"

"What?" Rong Zhenye raises his eyebrows.

"You're not serious about Esha, are you?" Her voice was low and she asked carefully.

Rong Zhenye is silent, sipping a sip of champagne and pulling his lips coldly: "it's just a woman." The tone of indifference, as if just talking about an unimportant passer-by.

Qin Xuelu smiles. These short words are enough to make her feel at ease.

She knew that he couldn't be in love with Yi again. Even if he slept with her, it was just a physiological need.

"Come on, brother Zhenye, let's go dancing. I haven't danced with you for a long time." She whirled lightly, like a flying butterfly.

Rong Zhenye nodded slightly, took her hand and walked into the dance floor.

Wonderful music, a waltz.

Qin Xuelu felt satisfied when she was gently held by him. She rotated with him, and her beautiful skirt was blooming like rose petals.

Rong Zhenye's thoughts are floating in another space, where there is only an erratic little figure, which can make him laugh and torture him.

In the middle of the dance, Xu Wanling came. She was like a meteorite, stirring up an uproar on the dance floor.

It's not easy to drive away Yi Youxia. She can't let the fruits of victory be picked by others.

Before the music stops, Rong Zhenye and Qin Xuelu are still dancing on the dance floor. Instead of stopping them immediately, she secretly takes several photos. Her resentment needs to be shared.

When the music is over, she steps forward and takes Rong Zhenye's arm. For her sake, Rong Zhenye doesn't leave her.

"Why do you come here so late without resting at home?" He frowned slightly.

"Zhenye, you haven't been home for a long time. The baby misses you so much. Every night he moves in his stomach and I can't sleep well." She stroked her towering stomach and said pitifully.

Qin Xuelu's eyes are burning. For so many days, she rarely gets a chance to get along with Rong Zhenye alone. She runs to make trouble. Is it great to have a baby? She can have a baby, too.

"Xu Wanling, more than four months of children's brain has not developed well, how can you think about this, think about that, you'd better go back to rest early, it's too noisy here, it's not suitable for pregnant women to stay."

"You're not pregnant. How do you know you won't? When Zhenye tells a story to the baby, he kicks me in the stomach to respond. " Xu Wanling gave her a blank look.

"Well, I'll take you back." Rong Zhenye light said a sentence, hugged her heavy body, here is too noisy, he does not want to affect the children.

Xu Wanling deliberately leans her head on his shoulder, throws a triumphant look at Qin Xuelu, and then follows him out.

Qin Xuelu was so angry that she wanted to stamp her feet.

Seeing that Rong Zhenye cares so much about Xu Wanling's baby, she can't help but think of Yi Youxia's words: women are clothes, which can be changed at any time, while children are cut blood, which will be entangled for a lifetime.

I really shouldn't help Xu Wanling. Originally, I wanted to let them both lose. Unexpectedly, Yi Youxia's fighting capacity was so weak that she was defeated in only one round. As soon as she left, only Xu Wanling was proud of her.

After Rong Zhenye sent Xu Wanling back to Rong's house, he got on the bus again.

"Zhenye, won't you stay?" Xu Wanling was greatly disappointed.

"I have something else to do." Rong Zhenye replies coldly.

"Are you going to find Qin Xuelu?" Xu Wanling felt like she had been beaten by a heavy stick, which shocked her severely. Either Yi Youxia or Qin Xuelu, why can't it be her turn forever?

Rong Zhenye ignores her, starts the sports car without expression, and gallops away.

For the first time, he didn't know where to go?

Once upon a time, where there was her, there was a feeling of home.

Now, even in villas, there is a sense of homelessness and loneliness.

Deep in his heart, like the rough waves, huge waves, eager to embrace her elusive shadow.

When he was awake, it swayed in his mind. When he fell asleep, it swam in his dream. Where it goes, his soul will follow, unwilling to let it go.

He lingered in the night for a long time before returning to the villa.

The housekeeper came over and handed him an express from Yangcheng.

When he opened the express bag and saw the harsh words of the divorce agreement on the document, he had a violent spasm. There is also a note attached to the document: before Xu Wanling's child is born, I won't tell about the divorce, so you don't have to worry about her forced marriage.

He felt like a fire, burning fiercely, dizzy and blinded, burning every cell with sharp pain.He gave a sad smile twice, then rushed out like crazy. Like a wounded cheetah, he ran round and round the lake until he was exhausted and fell on the grass.

The cold wind was whistling in his ears. He looked at the dark clouds in the sky. For a long time, there was a chill in his eyes.