"I don't know you, so what's the reason for being afraid? But I think with Cheng Yi's ability, it should be more than enough to meet Mr. Ran's request!" Gao raised his chin arrogantly, Hua curled his lips mockingly, and there was not the slightest fear in his clear eyes.

"What I am going to entrust to the Cheng family mansion are two connected villas, each villa has an automatic garden and swimming pool, one of which is my father's new home alone in the future, I have only one request, that is, you participate in the design!"

"Don't you live with your father?" Cheng Yi on the side finally interjected, and was deeply surprised by Ran Fang's words, because Ran Fang's mother had passed away due to illness many years ago, and he was a well-known filial son, so he would choose to live separately from his father when he was old?

"My dad will have his new life, I won't bother, and the other building is my residence, I will wait for him silently!" answered Cheng Yi's doubts in his mouth, but Ran Fang's eyes were still glued to Hua Pity's body, as if these words were actually said to Hua Pity.

With her hands clenched into fists, Hua took a few deep breaths, released her clenched fists again, and adjusted her breathing again and again, trying her best to stabilize her voice.

"I'm sorry, I don't accept this only requirement! With Cheng Yi's strength, he can indeed be competent for any design, if Mr. Ran has any other design ideas, you can communicate with Cheng Yi, I believe she will be able to meet your requirements." ”

"Why resist? Why refuse? The salaries of these two villas are generous enough!" Frowning, Ran Fang was aggressive again and again, and decided in her heart that she must take over the design of the house.

"Dirty money, don't make it!" squinting slightly, Hua pity that the originally clear eyes had been dyed with a thick disgust at this time, and it seemed that she couldn't even hold her breath, and she hated even breathing in the same space as him.

"What if I make all my stuff public? What if I make all my past public? Do you not hesitate to do the same? Aren't you afraid that your mother will fall into endless self-entanglement and confusion again without being able to withstand the stimulation?"

"What is the public?Ran Fang, what is your purpose?Is the design of your house a disguise?What did you deceive me?What do you want to do to pity?" With a look of indignation, Cheng Yi finally saw Ran Fang's true purpose in a half-dream, the purpose of his sudden visit turned out to be flower pity, and she absolutely could not tolerate him hurting her.

"Your Ran family, make me sick!" Biting her lip petals, Hua Pity tried her best to suppress the rain and mist that surged into her eyes, reached out and picked up the water cup and splashed it at him neatly, "You are dreaming!"

With his hands in his pockets, Kong Chengyi stepped forward and followed the café manager into the room, his dark eyes swept the noisy room casually, but at a glance he saw the three people standing up.

The sharp eyes skimmed over Ran Fang, who was facing sideways, and the next second, his eyes were glued to the thin shadow.

A simple white shirt with black cropped trousers, long hair casually draped, unexpectedly under her feet was a pair of silver-white bottle-soled shoes, staring at Ran Fang, but under Ran Fang's tall and straight figure she looked even more petite.

The delicate and small facial features are slightly powdered, and the cheeks seem to be a little thinner than before, but such a fresh and concise outfit sets off her more capable, and it seems that she still attracts the light of her eyes through her look, inexplicably.

The glass was picked up by her, but the next second she spilled the water in the cup heavily on Ran Fang's face, and Kong Chengyi's steps couldn't help but stop in a daze.

Obviously she walked without a sound, but Kong Chengyi clearly heard her steps, and when the fresh shadow was about to pass over him, he unconsciously reached out and grabbed her wrist.

With tears in her eyes, Hua Pity stubbornly allowed herself to raise her chin and walk away quickly, but her wrist was grabbed suddenly, forcing her to stop.

Turning sideways slightly, Kong Chengyi clearly saw the tears hanging in the corners of her eyes, and her fingertips unconsciously added a little strength.

Her wrist hurt for a while, Hua pity stared at her big round eyes, turned her head to look back, "Mr. Kong!" At this moment, no matter who stopped her, her anger and unvented sadness would burn anyone.

As if his chest had been beaten hard, just a combing "Mr. Kong" made Kong Cheng let go of his hand in an instant, and his cold facial features twisted slightly, faintly, bursting with anger.

The wrist was free, but Hana took pity on him but didn't notice his warm anger, and went straight to the pace of leaving just now, leaving the café without looking back.

Wiping his face vigorously and wiping away the dripping droplets, Ran Fang turned around and planned to leave the café.

"Ran Fang, what is your purpose? Why do you want to hurt and pity? Bastard, you took advantage of me!" shouted regardless of the image, Cheng Yi quickly chased after Ran Fang, about to find out his purpose.

The three of them left one after another, and the originally noisy café was silent because of the noise of the three people, and with the departure of the three people, the noise resumed in an instant.

Continuing to raise his legs and go to the box of the café, Kong Chengyi's big palm that grabbed her wrist just now was tightly clenched into a fist, deliberately suppressing the anger rolling in his heart, but he was slightly attached to the delicacy of her wrist, as if there was a familiar touch in an instant, and such a touch had appeared in his late night dream.

Leaving the café quickly, Hana Pixie flagged down a taxi and headed straight for the sanatorium.

It was lunchtime, Hua Zhenzhen sat on the bed obediently, let the nurse feed the food step by step, and a pair of delicate eyes looked empty and dull again at this moment.

The tears that were stubbornly held in her eyes finally burst like a, and Hua Pity stuffed one hand into her mouth, and hid sideways outside the window, silently sad and painful.

Finally walked out of the decadence, finally smiled again to meet the challenge of fate, and retook the responsibility of protecting her, but collapsed under Ran Fang's easy attack, and a heart beat violently, like a sharp sword stabbed into the heart, making her bleed nonstop.

The scars that try to hide are always easily revealed, and those who always think they are healed are always so vulnerable to the blows of reality.

Extinguishing the last cigarette butt in the ashtray, Kong Chengyi stretched out his hand to flick the cigarette ash on his body, and opened the door of the study with a calm face, but Ding Jia was standing barefoot.

"Yi ......" was wearing a thin nightdress, and Ding Jia called out in a low voice to the man who had been stranded in the study all night.

"Why did you get up so early?" Reaching out and hugging her waist, Kong Chengyi naturally led her to the master bedroom.

Snuggled in his chest, obviously smelling the rich smell of smoke, Ding Jia frowned without a trace, "You don't come back to sleep all night, I can't sleep!" When he came back from the company in the afternoon, he went into the study with a gloomy face, and even rarely dropped the lock, clearly unwilling to be disturbed.

"There's something going on in the company, I need to deal with it!" squinting slightly, the tearful and distant image in the café that made him lose his mind all night.

"Isn't it okay to hand it over to Ke Jie? I will be worried if you boil it like this, what will I do if you boil it down?" Rubbing the corners of his eyes with sad tears, Ding Jia embedded with him in a more intimate posture, wanting to rekindle the past enthusiasm with him through such a sad atmosphere.

Holding her waist with one hand, Kong Chengyi lowered his head and lightly imprinted a kiss on her forehead, "You sleep for a while, I'll take a shower and go back to the company!"

Standing in place, Ding Jia couldn't imagine that he would be indifferent again when he hinted again.

Holding a nightgown in one hand, Kong Chengyi unbuttoned his shirt with the other, his clothes that had been smoked all night were full of decadence, and when he regained consciousness at dawn, he was extremely disgusted by the smell of his body.

Watching him pass by him, Ding Jia wiped away the indignation on his face, and instantly smiled considerately, "You haven't rested all night, I'll make you breakfast, at least eat breakfast and then go to the company!"

With a concise "um", Kong Chengyi did not refuse her proposal and went straight into the bathroom.

Standing in the huge room, listening to the sound of gurgling water in the bathroom, Ding Jia suddenly threw down the pillow on the bed casually, secretly vented the unhappiness in his heart, puffed out his cheeks, and after thinking about it, he went to the cloakroom and opened the wardrobe.

Appearing in the living room with a refreshing body, Kong Chengyi twisted the cufflinks with one hand while staring at the kitchen.

The open kitchen has a panoramic view, the silver-white cabinets look even whiter in the early morning, and the figure of a short black tight skirt shakes the pan elegantly, and the subtle sound of cooking "ziz" is loud in the quiet morning.

In an instant, the black figure of the bumpy figure overlapped with the figure in the gray memory, so quiet and comfortable, the feeling of being distant and unfamiliar slowly diffused, as if it was about to drown the boundaries of time.

Slowly approaching the kitchen, Kong Chengyi's hand in the tie gradually stopped moving, and looked at her slightly clumsy movements intently and carefully, which seemed to be slightly different from the skillfulness in his memory, and unconsciously, Kong Chengyi twisted his handsome eyebrows.

"Yi, it's going to be right away!" Sensing his approach, Ding Jia turned around and shouted happily with a smile on his face, leaning over and imprinting a kiss on his lips before he could react.

The rich perfume penetrated into his nose, Kong Chengyi was stunned and did not react, all the gray memories faded in an instant, and Ding Jia's smile instantly magnified infinitely.

"I'm not going to eat, I'll go back to the company!" In a low voice, Kong Chengyi quickly turned around and left the kitchen full of rich perfume without hesitation.