Chapter 438

It's a messy sofa. You can see what happened just now.

The big palm gently caresses the woman's trembling back, and the voice of Ye Jincheng brings her unusual peace of mind.

"Don't be afraid."

His eyes scanned the whole cold living room, and he wondered, "how about the housekeeper? How can I leave you here alone? "

Suning's eyes were still hung with tears, and her nose was red with tears. Hearing Ye Jincheng's question, the tears became more and more turbulent. "I didn't expect that he was so upset. He knocked the housekeeper unconscious and left him in the back garden while I was away."

"Follow me."

Ye Jincheng's expression suddenly became serious. He clasped her wrist with his big palm and walked in the other direction.

Su Ning, who was closely following behind, was very happy, but also slightly relieved.

Push open the back door, under the weak street light, there is a fuzzy black shadow in the grass.

She was startled and hurried to see the dead housekeeper lying on the grass.

"Housekeeper, wake up."

The housekeeper opened his eyes slowly. He didn't know where he was. He felt dizzy and painful on his forehead. His clothes were all wet, and he could smell a smell of mud.

Rubbing his head, the housekeeper slowed down for more than ten seconds before he came back.

"Hiss... Miss Su, why am I here?"

Before Suning could speak, the housekeeper noticed her reddish eyes and rubbed her temples. Before she fainted, some fragments were pieced together by her.

She remembered that she stayed in the living room as usual, and the window that had been closed was opened miraculously. She just wanted to close the window, and suddenly a dark shadow rushed in quickly, before she could see the person clearly, her head hurt, and then she fainted.

Is there a thief at home?!

Thinking of the seriousness of the matter, the housekeeper clenched Suning's hand and looked at her carefully. "Miss Su, is something wrong?"

Su Ning shook his head, and the Butler noticed Ye Jincheng standing behind Su Ning.

"Mr. Ye..."

the man nodded slightly, "come on, it's cool on the ground."

"OK."

After a few minutes, the housekeeper could see the scene inside the house, such as being struck by lightning.

"What's the matter?"

Ye Jincheng sat in the middle of the living room with a serious expression, "as you can see, this place is not safe now."

"I think we should call the police."

Hearing the word "alarm", Suning's face turned pale in a flash. "No alarm!"

Ye Jincheng stared at her doubtfully.

"If I call the police, it will have a certain impact on me," she said with her head bowed. "And now I just take over the script of the new play, I don't want to create any bad public opinion."

Ye Jincheng looked at her for a while, and saw her persistence in her attitude, and said nothing more.

"Well, since it's your decision, I respect your choice."

Suning sighed a little relieved, and then he said: "Jincheng, I always feel scared. He can come in alone when the villa is so secret, and he will definitely find a way to come in again. Can I..." she would like to stop talking and stare at him.

"Go pack."

Su Ning was stunned. He didn't expect Ye Jincheng to promise so soon.

Ten minutes later, Suning packed his things and went downstairs quickly.

She left a word to the housekeeper who was dealing with the wound to take good care of the villa. Then she took Ye Jincheng's arm and walked out.

Sitting in the car, Suning's heart finally calmed down.

Thinking of the previous scene, she was still frightened. She never thought that one day, she and Lu Fengnian would come to this point.

The reflection on the car window shows the resolute side face of the man. At the moment, she is so close to him that she can even smell the light fragrance from him.

Suning felt uneasy for some reason. She couldn't hold and touch her. The man who thought day and night sat beside her, so close to her.

Half an hour later, the car turned into tengyunju.

There are many real estate in the name of Ye Jincheng, and tengyunju is the best set of Fengshui and the one that ye Jincheng always lives in. Suning didn't expect that he would bring her here.

In this way, does it mean that the distance between her and him is closer?

Following Ye Jincheng upstairs, Su Ning's little secret joy was not completely rippling, so he saw the man take out a key and give it to her.

"Thank you." Su Ning carefully takes the key in his hand and continues to follow Ye Jincheng.

After a while, ye Jincheng stopped at the door of the room with the number of 12, entered the password, and the door opened as soon as it was pushed.

It has been cleaned for a long time, so it's very clean.

When Suning came in, she thought the room was brand new.

Ye Jincheng carried her suitcase into the room. "What's missing? Tell me. I'll let someone buy it.""No shortage." Su Ning was full of joy, but saw Ye Jincheng go to the door. He asked doubtfully, "Jincheng, where are you going?"

"It's for you alone. I'll go back to my room."

"Back to your room?!" Su ningxiu eyebrows wring up, "but isn't this your room?"

With that, Suning's face became hot.

It's hard to avoid imagination when a woman says such things to a man, just as she would like him to stay.

It is true that she hopes, and even hopes, that she can make a substantive breakthrough with Ye Jincheng and become a real fiancee.

However, falling flowers are intentional and merciless.

The man looked at her eyes. "There is always someone cleaning here every day. You don't have to worry about uncleanness. Call me if there's anything. I'll live on the 9th."

Suning bit his lower lip and saw that the man was about to close the door. He ran after him and stopped him.

"What else?" Ye Jincheng looks at her indifferently.

"That..." Suning stared at his toes and said softly, "Jincheng, can I live next door to you? I'm worried..."

"your worry is superfluous. He can't come in."

Without waiting for Su Ning to say anything more, ye Jincheng steps in another direction.

Behind him, Suning was unwilling to stand there and looked at the direction of the man's departure in frustration.

It's just that I can't hurry.

...

no dream in one night.

Lucy woke up and sat at her computer desk as usual.

She has got new inspiration recently. Now she's like beating chicken blood. She can't stop.

It wasn't until nearly noon that she stretched out and moved her chair to get up.

She wrote so much that she didn't pay attention to her cell phone when it was on mute. She drank water and looked at several missed calls in the phone book. Maybe the other party saw her for a long time and didn't respond, and sent her a message.

"Jane, don't you always want to know what happened on the night of the celebration? Come to me if you want to know. I'll wait for you in the western restaurant on the downtown side."