Ding Dong's heart was pinched together.

He seemed to have sensed that something was wrong with the original incident, but why should he question it at such a time?

If she was suspicious, why did she want to find out the truth in such a mood? This belated clarification had no effect on her.

"Lost, stolen. She said it lightly, her black and white eyes as silent as a pool of stagnant water.

"Such a coincidence?" Feng Chengyu chuckled, and the teasing in his eyes was undisguised: "Someone else can steal things from you?"

"Mr. Feng. Ding Dong looked at him fixedly: "You and I know everything in our hearts, if you really have the heart to find out the truth, why bother with me? You are also a smart person, you know that my status is lowly and not worthy of you, please don't give me the illusion that you still care about me." ”

After she finished speaking, the smile in Feng Chengyu's eyes disappeared.

He did want to know the truth, but he didn't care about her.

"You're thinking too much. His face was cold, and his voice was as calm as water: "I just can't see others playing me like a fool." I will naturally figure out what the truth was back then, and it was not my intention to let you suffer an unexplained grievance. But I don't think you really want me to figure out the truth, is that how good it feels to be misunderstood, Ding Dong?"

He said the last two words a little hard, as if they were squeezed out of his lips and teeth.

He definitely didn't care about her. The kiss before didn't mean anything, it was just impulsive. He knew it in his heart.

If the things of the bracelet were really not as he saw, then what was Ding Dong hiding? Why did she let him misunderstand her like this? Did she feel that her image in his heart did not need to be remedied?

In his world, there was never anything to hide from him.

"I've said it so many times, and you don't believe it, what else do I have to say?" Ding Dong frowned, and his eyes fell on the box of cakes in front of him, which had never been opened until now: "Since you don't still care about me, please don't do this kind of thing that is easy to misunderstand in the future." It may be unintentional for you, but it is a nuisance for me. ”

Feng Chengyu's gaze followed her to the box.

Leaning less, he sneered: "This thing is just bought casually." Today is the Lantern Festival, aren't you an orphan? I pity you for not being able to enjoy the warmth of home, so I specially bought it to see you. ”

His words were hurtful, Ding Dong clenched his fists, and only felt a surge of anger in his chest.

But she didn't show it, just whispered: "Then thank you Mr. Feng, I still have a younger brother, and it's not like I don't have a home." Keep it for yourself, I'm used to eating bran vegetables, and I'm not blessed with this kind of food. ”

She turned to leave, all the emotions in her eyes were put away, and her back was lonely and lonely.

Feng Chengyu watched her go upstairs, his gaze condensed into an ice blade.

She's the same as before. Cold, restrained, it seems that nothing he says can stimulate her.

To be honest, Feng Chengyu felt a little down. No matter what it is, as long as it is related to her, it can always easily provoke his anger. But for her, no matter what he did, it couldn't affect her in the slightest. Her world seemed to be dead silent.

He didn't want to say it so badly, but the way she wanted to get rid of her no matter what made him angry.

What does it mean to be "a kind of trouble for her"? Proud, like Feng Chengyu, he has never suffered such a deflated. He was good to her, and she didn't care if she wasn't grateful to Dade, and she didn't know how to say such things.

Since she didn't need his change, he didn't force it. She begged him to taunt her and despise her as he had done before, and he did as she wished.

His face was grim, and when he turned around, he threw the box of cakes on the table into the trash.

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On the sixteenth day of the first month, all large and small schools in City A opened, and the company gradually resumed work.

Early in the morning, Ding Dong sent Ding Xiaowei to school. When she returned to Jingtai Bay, she was surprised to find that Feng Chengyu was actually sitting in the living room drinking coffee and reading the newspaper.

After the two broke up unhappily last night, she went straight back to the room to wash and sleep, not paying attention to whether he left or not. Looking at it now, Feng Chengyu is still wearing yesterday's clothes, and there are obvious folds at the neckline, thinking that he should have rested here last night.

There was a spare bedroom in the villa, but no clothes for him. Ding Dong didn't bother to ask him why he didn't go home last night, but quietly changed his shoes at the entrance. When she passed by him, she still paused and called him out of politeness: "Mr. Feng, good morning." ”

"Hmm. He didn't lift his head, only let out a faint nasal sound.

Ding Dong was about to go upstairs to his room when he heard him ask, "Is your foot hurt?"

He seemed to be only now remembered.

Ding Dong looked down at the slippers on his feet, and he didn't feel anything in the place he had touched before.

"Hmm. She replied lightly.

The atmosphere in the room became silent, and the occasional sound of the maids outside the villa could be heard cleaning up. Ding Dong saw that he stopped talking, so he turned around and went upstairs.

In the living room, Feng Chengyu put down the newspaper in his hand, raised his eyes and glanced at the bedroom door that had just been closed upstairs, with a gloomy storm in his dark eyes.

The tension of last night had disappeared, and she said hello to him as if nothing had happened, but she did not ask him if he had eaten or why he had not come home. It made him feel like he didn't matter. She really didn't seem to care what she thought of her, or what he was doing.

Thinking about it carefully, after their reunion this time, she has never expressed her true emotions to herself like she did three years ago - except for the day when she knelt down to herself in the hospital to save Ding Xiaowei. It was as if she had wrapped herself in a thick cocoon, closed in layers so that he could not see her true thoughts.

For a moment, he felt that Ding Dong, who stood at the door last night with red eyes, seemed to exist only in his dreams.

Between the two of them, it seems that there is really only a simple employment relationship left.

No matter how exclusive the news in the newspaper is, Feng Chengyu no longer has the heart to read it. At the moment, he only felt that this place was unpleasant to look at.

He called Lin Sen and asked him to bring a new set of clothes, and then went into the study and turned on the computer to take a video conference.

On the first day of work at the beginning of the year, I was really busy.

When Ding Dong changed his clothes and put on makeup and went downstairs, Feng Chengyu had just changed into his coat and was about to go out. Lin Sen stood next to him, holding the clothes he had changed into.