Ling Ruoche said five years ago that she would take her with her, but she refused, so she never complained to anyone.

On the contrary, she was still very grateful to her and Ling Ruoche, they not only gave her the warmth of a home, but also made her recognize her heart.

She straightened her back, the corners of her mouth hooked up wantonly, and responded to the colleagues who had greeted her warmly after a long time.

The stroke is undoubtedly not a bolt from the blue, An Yiqian has never been keen on economics and management, although the university is finance, but for her, those are all heavenly books, so that she can't even the most basic finances after four years of college. Without An Jianhui's garrison, An's is an empty shell without a leader, and it is much easier to break through.

Walking in the corridor of the hospital was a happy thing, but she was not happy at all, and paced in the corridor with a calm step.

Suddenly, a voice in the ward caught her attention, she stopped and walked to the door to look at the people inside, isn't that Feng Xuanyu?

On the hospital bed, Mo Ziyan, who was wrapped in thick gauze on her left hand, was lying there, her face was pale and bloodless, and her two pale lips were like willow leaves about to wither in autumn, trembling and towering, which would inevitably make people feel pity.

Mother Mo, who was standing on the other side, felt sorry for her daughter, her eyes were red and she looked at the gauze on her hand, kept wiping her tears with a handkerchief, and kept holding grievances for her daughter in her mouth, "Zi Yan, why are you so stupid, what do you want to do with me and your father? With the power of our family, what kind of man can't find it, why are you hurting yourself so much." ”

Obviously, this sentence was said to Feng Xuanyu, who was standing on the side, with indifference filling his face.

Feng Xuanyu also consciously sat down, and instinctively frowned, not dissatisfied with what Yang Huiru said, but he didn't like others to play the trick of pointing at Sang and scolding Huai in front of him.

"Mom... I just want Yu..."Mo Ziyan's voice was very soft, it was obvious that her body had not recovered after losing too much blood, she pressed hard against the bed, her right hand reached forward and struggled for a long time before she barely grabbed the corner of Feng Xuanyu's clothes, choking back tears, her eyes were completely swollen from crying like peach skin, "Yu... I beg you.. Don't leave me. ”

That's what she said from beginning to end.

Feng Xuanyu lowered his head and wrinkled tightly, not at all, seeing her pull out the folds of his suit, his heart was even more endlessly bored, if it weren't for the fact that she was injured now, he wouldn't have set foot here at all.

His silence didn't make everyone calm down, his personality was uncertain, maybe he would figure it out in the next second, holding Mo Ziyan's hand, full of distress.

Thinking of this, An Yuxi felt a pang in his heart, and he was too panicked, and his hand fell to the ground as soon as he let go.

Hearing this, everyone in the room turned their heads and stared at her, but she reacted fairly quickly, picking up her bag and leaving only a figure of her back leaving in a hurry.

But even a back figure Feng Xuanyu can also capture clearly, as soon as she appears, her smell permeates the entire space, so that he has no time to care about other things.

He coldly shook off Mo Ziyan's hand, the smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't be sarcastic, and his face was filled with a cold essence, "Next time before cutting your wrists, remember to call the reporter directly to your home, and by the way, invite the doctor to be good, and sing a play in vain because of excessive bleeding." ”

He hated this kind of woman who pretended to be smart and stupid to the extreme. Using his own life to put pressure on him and create public opinion is inevitably too high on himself.

She couldn't help but forget that it was Su Yuzhe who operated on her, the depth of the knife, and the severity of the knife, didn't he know how powerful it was.

With that, he left a room of sluggish people and walked out quickly.

As soon as he went out, he walked in the direction An Yuxi left, looking for the familiar figure everywhere.

Walking out of the hospital, An Yuxi glanced at the person behind her with her spare eyes, at this time she didn't want to see Feng Xuanyu, so she simply hid sideways behind the pillar, and a group of reporters not far away covered her, which was still relatively hidden.

Looking at Feng Xuanyu, who was looking for her aimlessly and carefully, in addition to a kind of panic, a trace of joy floated in her heart, and she even hoped that he would find her.

But this thought was quickly suppressed by her, looking at the glowing ring on her hand, thinking about the promise to Luo Mingze, even if he found it, all she could do was to push him away wordlessly, and never hesitate.

Feng Xuanyu's figure became clearer and clearer in front of her, she could see the anxious face and frowning eyebrows on his face, and his face was completely imprinted in her eyes under the long eyelashes, which were very clean, but it stirred up waves in her heart.

What's wrong with An Yuxi? It's time to end, these are the last two days you know better than anyone else.

She withdrew her eyes, and in an instant the corners of her mouth barely tugged, exposing the decline on her shoulders. She turned quickly, not daring to look at him again, trying to suppress the same thing in her heart.

Her steps were too flustered, and she lowered her gaze to look at her toes, and only a few steps did she bump into a solid machine, and then she heard a bump, and the camera in the hands of a reporter fell to the ground.

That's true.

The reporter who was hit hurriedly picked up the machine worth tens of thousands of yuan that was broken on the ground, and was very distressed, and when he turned his eyes, he glared at An Yuxi angrily, looking like he wanted her to look good, "How the do you see the road." ”

Hearing his roar, the reporters and passers-by who didn't want to see the excitement all gathered around, An Yuxi raised her head and saw the ink in front of her disappear, she realized that the sunglasses had fallen off, and even if she didn't raise her head, many people recognized her.

"Isn't this An Yuxi, why is she here?"

"Could it be that I came to see Mo Ziyan, or An Jianhui....."

Suddenly, the crowd exploded, and An Yuxi was most tired of this kind of chattering questions, and most of their questions revolved around her meddling in the relationship between Feng Xuanyu and Mo Ziyan. is obviously Mo Ziyan's junior superior, but in the final analysis, she has become the most hateful third party.

There is the most obvious disgust between her eyebrows, she is not a star who poses in front of the camera every day, in the face of such a siege, although it is not the first time, it is enough to make her palms ooze cold sweat.

She tried her best to keep her face down, her hands in front of her and tried to attach her body to pick up her eyes on the ground, but as soon as her body bent down, the crowd gathered straight around her, and the feeling of oppression buried her in an instant, and her body shook to push away the surging crowd.

Suddenly, she felt a force directly pick her up by the waist, and then she fell into a solid chest, and the familiar breath picked up the tip of her nose, and she didn't have to look back to know who it was.

The intimacy made her unable to move, but he was inexplicably relieved to feel the heat in the crowded crowd, so he simply leaned directly into his arms.

Feng Xuanyu glanced at the frightened villain in his arms, and a little bloodshot appeared on his forehead when he touched the machine, which made him feel a little more distressed between his eyebrows, and then raised the cold essence in his eyes and shot at all the people, his eyes were full of ruthless warnings.

The reporters who were originally eager to compete for the headlines also began to pace in place and did not dare to step forward, completely shocked by the coldness emanating from Feng Xuanyu's body.

He is a lion of wrath, a lion of his wife, and whoever dares to touch the woman in his bosom will have him crushed to pieces.

Bright red blood slowly overflowed from the wound on An Yuxi's forehead, and it was really unclear at that moment, he didn't want to consume it, and he was just silent about the questions asked by some uninteresting reporters.

"Does it hurt?"

His low-pressure voice, hoarse, deep, but indescribably charming.

An Yuxi just shook his head, and didn't say anything, letting him protect himself in his arms and isolate all the disturbances outside.

This sentence is Feng Xuanyu's first sentence after he appeared, he is surprisingly indifferent to others, in contrast, the gentle care of An Yuxi, there is no passionate hug, no passionate kiss, but this small action is much sweeter than the rest.

Leaning on his arms, she didn't hide, let him hold without pushing, and let him take him out of this oppressive place.

Walking to the side of the road, Solo Fei was already waiting there, and saw Feng Xuanyu walking out of the crowd with An Yuxi in his arms, although he was a little surprised to see An Yuxi, but with his professionalism, he quickly recognized the form and immediately opened the car door respectfully, "President, young lady." ”

Putting An Yuxi in the back seat, he sat beside her and held her little hand in a cold sweat, and he found a little comfort.

"By car. ”

The voice of the cold owl resounded in the closed carriage, and there was no meaning of refusal.

The car started, leaving the reporter far behind, An Yuxi leaned against his chest and listened to his powerful heartbeat, there was a moment of obsession, and the little hands that were slowly covered with warmth were still ground by him in the palms, transmitting the temperature of the two people's bodies.

At this time they were silent, allowing the air of pain to flow in the air.

Clenching her fists, Feng Xuanyu felt a burst of emptiness in his heart, turned his head and looked at her face silently, she looked at the hurried scenery outside the window, and he looked at her.

Trees and grass sped by, but she didn't notice at all, blurring the focus, all she could feel was the heat behind her that was about to penetrate her.

At this time, she actually had a ridiculous thought, what Feng Xuanyu said to her was true.

But what is that like that, it is not five years ago now, it is not the time for them to be young and squander it at will, the ring has been put on, raised his right hand and looked at the ring on it, the ring is very beautiful, but it only belongs to her and Luo Mingze.

Although she and Feng Xuanyu have a marriage, what they lack is this ring.

Her arm was raised, and Feng Xuanyu was seeing the dazzling ring on her hand, which did not belong to him, so in his eyes, this ring was particularly abrupt, piercing his eyes, making him frown, and the breath of the cold owl surged again.