"What do you think? What do you think will happen?" Fang Zhihe snorted coldly and spoke, and then, his black eyes narrowed, looking at Lin Rong on the other side.

She thought that she couldn't feel it, she thought he was sick at first, but looking at his face and demeanor, she thought that something had happened to the company, but the security guard who had just worked the night shift told her that the company was normal, Fang Zhihe was not sick, the company was not in a situation, so what was wrong? She couldn't think of it, she really couldn't think of it.

"I don't know!"

"I don't know?" Fang Zhihe hooked the corners of his mouth, approached Lin Rong, and said.

If he doesn't expose it, he doesn't expose her, he wants to continue to watch her act, because then he can put it down happily.

"Hmm!"

"If you don't know, forget it!" After speaking, Fang Zhihe tore away the hand that was holding him and strode out.

"You...... Sir!"

Fang Zhihe was stunned, he missed the "sir" in her mouth, he really missed, just when her "sir" came out, he wanted to turn around and hug her, and wanted to kiss her, but now the situation did not allow him to do this at all, so he gritted his teeth and reached out to pull the car door.

Behind him, Lin Rongfu called a few more times, but the voice was very vague, vague and almost indistinguishable.

Fang Zhihe closed the car door and leaned on the back of the chair weakly, for this woman, he still couldn't face it calmly, his heart was still beating wildly, he was still thinking about turning around and hugging her, he was still ...... It's going to be okay, it's going to be okay, there will come a time when he won't be so entangled and uncomfortable when he sees her again.

I don't know how long it took for him to come to his senses, sit down, and start the car.

That night he had that strange dream, in which the snow was falling, and he walked barefoot in the snow, and with each step, the footprints turned into a ball of flames, and he became more and more afraid of walking forward quickly, and suddenly a bird flew in front of him.

It's it!

Fang Zhihe felt a burst of joy in his heart, and stretched out his palm to wait for it to fall. The bird seemed to understand what he meant, flapped its wings and landed in his palm. It's really cute, with a small mouth, small eyes, and small paws, and he affectionately touches its head with his fingers, but it shrinks back and shows a wary look.

He smiled, then took it into his arms and warmed it, and continued on his way, I don't know how long, until he finally saw a thatched house, he pushed open the door and stepped in, and then released the little one in his arms.

The little guy fluttered a few times, and suddenly rushed to the window, and with a "bang", broke through the window paper.

He quickly turned and ran out, only to find that the bird had turned into a hibiscus flower and had been blown away by the wind.

"Don't go—"

Fang Zhihe woke up screaming, the beads of sweat on his forehead fell on the quilt with a "snap", he wiped a handful on his forehead, and found that he was actually sweating profusely.

Fang Zhihe reached out and touched the switch of the bedside lamp, with a little force, the light turned on, and in the dim light, a photo was particularly dazzling, and he reached out and took it.

It's you again!

Fang Zhihe rubbed the photo in the palm of his hand fiercely, he must forget this woman, forget it completely.

However, he had tried many times, trying not to think about her, not to miss her, but his consciousness seemed to be deliberately manipulating him, and he kept letting this woman tear his heart and drag his soul, no matter how hard he tried, it would be useless.

He got up and paced to the window, staring at the night outside, and occasionally saw a few bright spots in the distance, the bright spots were so small in the night, like a small star in the vast universe, looking at this bright spot Fang Zhihe was fascinated.

He remembered the geography class when he was in school, and then Han Ying's birthday, then the beautiful cake, and then the cemetery, and the forest......

It's Lin Furry again! It's her again!

No matter how he went around, his thoughts would eventually return to Lin Rongfu, which made him particularly bored, so he must find a way to dissolve his relationship with her as soon as possible and draw a clear line between them, so that he would become relaxed and his thoughts would not revolve around this woman.

eight o'clock

"Lawyer Chu, did she still not sign?"

"Nope!"

"Can you call her and get her to sign as soon as possible?"

"Yes, it's just ......"

"What?"

"It may be more difficult, because last time, Miss Lin was very emotional, and she should not be able to accept this fact. I think it's better for you to talk to her alone, so it might be easier to accept. ”

Fang Zhihe was silent for a while, then said "Okay" and hung up.

Chu Yuan put down the phone, picked up the cup from the table, and as soon as he turned around, he found a woman standing at the door, the woman's face was not very good, and her hair was a little unkempt.

"Miss Lin?" Chu Yuan showed a look of surprise on his face, first of all, he didn't expect Lin Rongrong to take the initiative to come to him, and secondly, this woman's state looked worse than the last time.

"Is that him?" the woman's eyes were dim, and the corners of her clothes were a little dusty, and she looked like the two of them on the marriage certificate.

"Yes! Mr. Fang hopes that you will sign as soon as possible. Chu Yuan was a little unbearable, but he still said the truth.

"Oh, I'll sign, trouble you...... Give it to me!"

Chu Yuan was startled again, but quickly returned to normal, and then took out the previous agreement from the drawer.

Lin Rongfu took it and quietly browsed every line on it, but he couldn't read a word. To this day, she still firmly believes that Fang Zhihe has any hardships, otherwise he would not choose to divorce, maybe his mother put too much pressure on him, maybe the company's shareholders are blackmailing him, or maybe Qin Yue, but no matter what, if the divorce is a good thing for him, then sign it!

It's just that......

The corners of Lin Rong's mouth pulled up a wry smile, took the pen on the table, quickly signed his name, and then handed it to Chu Yuan.

"Lawyer Chu! look...... And also...... What's the problem?"

Chu Yuan glanced at it, then smiled politely, "No problem!"

"Lawyer Chu!" Lin Rongrong bit his lip, then took out a card from his pocket, and then took off a green jade bracelet from his wrist. "Excuse me, put ...... Give this to him!"

"Okay!" Chu Yuan glanced at the thing after taking it, the bracelet seemed to be worth a lot.

"Thank you!" Lin Rongrong finished and left the Jiahua office.

It's all over, sir, we're done! you're going to be good, you're going to be good......

After Lin Rongrong left, Chu Yuan dialed Fang Zhihe's phone, "Mr. Fang, Miss Lin has signed the divorce agreement." ”

Fang Zhihe's hand shook suddenly, and then with a "snap", the pen fell on the table, and Yan Jin next to him quickly picked it up and handed it over.

"Mr. Fang?" Chu Yuan's phone was not broken, and he was still waiting for Fang Zhihe's response.

"Well, I know! What to do next, if you have any questions, call again!" Fang Zhihe calmed down, adjusted his tone, and then said.

"Okay, oh, and also, Miss Lin has something for me to hand over to you when she leaves, when will you come and pick it up?"

Fang Zhihe didn't know what Lin Rongfu would leave him, he really wanted to go and see it, but he controlled it, "Let's leave it with you first, and then I'll talk about it later!"

"Okay!"

After hanging up the phone, Fang Zhihe's heart was depressed, he thought that Lin Rongrong would continue to be stubborn, but he didn't expect it to calm down so soon, he wanted to fly with Yuan Xu as soon as possible, or maybe he realized that his acting skills were poor and he couldn't act, so he gave up. But no matter what it is, he should be very relaxed, why is he so uncomfortable?

The more Fang Zhihe thought about it, the more bored he became, threw away the pen in his hand, then stood up and said, "You do the rest!"

"Okay. Yan Jin responded, and then glanced at Fang Zhihe's back, which was a little lonely, which aroused the wound in her heart.

On that day, Yan Haochen was wearing a black baseball jersey and stood on the third step of the stairs with his hands in his pockets.

She stood on the corner platform and handed over a box: "Two tablets at a time, three times a day, and if it's serious, drink three tablets." ”

Yan Haochen took the box and looked at it, "Got it!

"I'll go first, drink more water!"

"Wait a minute!" Yan Haochen stopped her, and then took a deep breath and said, "Do you know who gave those flowers?"

"I don't know, it should be Fu Ning, what's wrong?"

Yan Haochen took a deep breath, and then said, "I sent it!"

She looked up at him stunned, thinking she had misheard.

"Scaring you?" Yan Haochen said quickly like a child who had done something wrong, "That...... Actually, don't worry too much about ......"

"What are you sending this for?"

"What do you think? ”

"How do I know!"

"If you don't know, forget it!"

"Yan Haochen, what do you mean?"

"What can I mean, it's just boring. ”

"I think so!"

With that, she turned and walked downstairs, when a voice came from behind her.

"Hey, don't you go in when you get to the door? How busy is your company, if you can't change it!"

She didn't respond, she quickened her pace, and for some reason she always felt that there were a pair of fiery eyes staring at her behind her, which made her particularly uncomfortable. A few minutes later, I received a text message on my phone: "I miss you as soon as you left, can you come back?"

Her heart contracted suddenly, then she quickly deleted the text message, and then rushed into the wind and rain.

A week later, she received another bouquet of roses, this time with a card in the middle of it, with a familiar line of handwriting on the card: "Normally, a man likes a woman before he sends her flowers, is this answer satisfactory?"

She tossed the card away, turned around and picked it up after a while, then took the flower stick to the bedside in the bedroom, picked up the phone and dialed the next number.

"Received the flowers?"

"You...... Don't do that again!"

"Did you say sending flowers?"

"Hmm!"

"Okay, then you promised me?"

"What?"

"Socialize with me!"

"Haochen...... Don't make a fuss!"

"I didn't make a fuss, I like ......"

"It's impossible for us to have this kind of relationship!"

"What does it matter to us? You're my father's adopted daughter, and you don't have anything to do with me, so why can't it be?"

"Hao ......"

"I miss you! I really want to, you know?"

"You ......"

"I said I miss you, I'm going crazy, do you hear me?"

“……”