After being discharged from the hospital, Aunt Wen recuperated in Dulin Manor for about a week, and suddenly proposed to Fang Zhihe to go back to his hometown, Fang Zhihe agreed without thinking about it, and asked Ma Shuai to send him out of the manor with Qi Li on the same day.

"Ma Shuai just called and said that he had sent the person safely. ”

"Hmm!"

"You...... How do you ...... now?"

"What?" Fang Zhihe stopped cutting the steak in his hand and looked up at Yan Jin, who had just sat down.

"Hmm...... I mean, how did you suddenly become so appetizing?"

Fang Zhihe tugged at the corners of his mouth and didn't speak.

"That...... Tomorrow morning at nine o'clock plane. Yan Jin said as she handed over a ticket to the United States.

Fang Zhihe glanced at the ticket, reached out to take it, and then smoothly put it into the wallet he was carrying.

"I'm leaving, you eat slowly!"

"Okay!" Fang Zhihe responded, picked up the knife and fork and continued to cut the steak, during this time he did have a great appetite, and sometimes he would eat supper, for which he summarized the reasons: first, his mood gradually improved, and second, Lin Fufu's cooking skills were good.

Thinking of Lin Fufu, Fang Zhihe couldn't help but hook the corners of his mouth, and then gently and forcefully forked a small piece of steak with his right hand and put it into his mouth, chewing it carefully, it was so gentlemanly and charming.

After lunch, Fang Zhihe drove back to the Dusk Forest Manor, the manor was as quiet as a quiet forest, a deer in the forest was lying on the grass with squinted eyes, he smiled, and approached the fawn.

"...... first"

"Don't move, continue to sleep!" Fang Zhihe whispered and lay down.

Lin Rongrong looked at Fang Zhihe, who was wearing a customized casual suit next to him, opened his mouth, and closed it again.

"Come out with me in an hour and go to sleep!" Fang Zhihe said lazily and closed his eyes.

Lin Rong's chosen location is very good, under a plane tree in the backyard, neither sun nor cold, and Fang Zhihe fell asleep after a while.

In the dream, it was raining lightly, Lin Rongfu stood barefoot on the roof of Dongsheng's building, the pink carved dress on his body was already soaked, the rain flowed down his knees to the soles of his feet, he shouted loudly through the rain, but Lin Rongrong just didn't look back.

So, he continued to approach her, and suddenly, Lin Rong's body shook and almost fell, "Fufu!"

Fang Zhihe always felt that he didn't really shout, but Lin Rongrong woke up and stared at him.

"Did I just say something?" he said as he sat up from the grass.

Lin Rongrong glanced at him and didn't say anything.

"Let's go, it's time!" he said, walking towards the black Rolls-Royce in the front yard.

Hayashi hesitated for a moment, got up from the grass, and followed Shiga's footsteps above, "Where are you going...... in?"

"Wing Gao!" Fang Zhihe said lightly, then pulled the car door and sat in the driver's seat.

I don't know why, just when he woke up, he felt the spark in his chest suddenly burn violently, and quickly spread to every corner of his heart, and he clearly heard the happy music played in the corner, which encouraged him to keep moving forward despite his body.

Lin Rongrong turned her head lightly to look at Fang Zhihe's side face, although the side face was not as cold and handsome as before, but it still had a feeling that no one could get close, her lips moved slightly, and then turned her face back.