Chapter Eighty-Eight: My Heart Is Sour

"What's the matter? Still reluctant?" Fang Zhihe looked at Lin Rongfu looking out of the car window, his heart couldn't help but feel sour, he gritted his teeth angrily, and continued: "It's too late to go down now!"

Actually, he should have thought that Lin Rongfu would come to this kind of place earlier, if he had thought about it earlier, he would not have experienced so much suffering and sadness, and she would not have been held by other men......

Lin Rongrong didn't speak, and slowly turned his head to look at him, and complex emotions gradually appeared in his gray eyes.

"Xie Yi, male, 30 years old, ancestral home in Wenzhou, son of Xie Qingyang, chairman of Xie's Steel, has a solid family background, but he has a white head at a young age, and his kidney function should not be very good, so don't think about it!"

"You ......"

"I'm fine, I'm fine, at least an hour is fine!" Fang Zhihe's words did not intend to bully Lin Rongfu, just to spit out the sour water in his stomach.

However, it sounds real to Lin Rongfu...... "shameless!"

"Is this called shameless?" Fang Zhihe glanced back at Lin Rongrong, sneered and said, "Lin Rongrong, if I call it shameless, then what is that bastard just now?!"

He never accepted the fact that Lin Rongrong was hugged by other men, although in a sense, the two did not deliberately contact, but what is the difference between that action and hugging? It is nothing more than a broken painting and a few iron nails.

"You!"

"Lin Rongfu, you shut up for me!" Fang Zhihe's irritable tone suddenly softened, so soft that it made people want to cry, "You...... Miss me?"

He misses her so much, really misses her! It's been 12 days so far, and no one knows how he got over these 12 days, and no one knows how much he missed her in the past 12 days.

Now, she is back, right by his side, but her heart is towards another man, how can he not feel uncomfortable, how can he not be mad?

Lin Rongrong was a little stunned, she didn't know why Fang Zhihe suddenly seemed to be a different person, no longer yelling at her, no longer saying some boring and shameless words, but asking her if she wanted him.

She didn't know how to respond, and she couldn't guess his thoughts, so she had to bow her head and not speak.

Fang Zhihe exhaled and smiled reluctantly, the current Lin Rongrong didn't understand his mind at all, and he didn't know the torment and pain he had endured, so he wouldn't blame her, he wouldn't blame her for being silent, and didn't she just get out of the car? That's enough, enough!

After a while, Fang Zhihe's black Rolls-Royce stopped at the door of the Xincheng villa, and Lin Rongrong was just about to get out of the car, when he suddenly saw a few people who looked like security guards at the door, so he sat back in fear.

"It's okay, come down!" Fang Zhihe opened the car door and whispered to Lin Rongfu in the car.

Lin Rongrong hesitated for a moment, stepped down, and when she passed by the door, she glanced at the bodyguards in black uniforms on both sides of the door, and her heart couldn't help but tremble.

Fang Zhihe noticed her frightened eyes, stretched out his arm and gently wrapped it around her shoulder, and then whispered: "They are the ones who protect you, don't be afraid!"

Lin Rongrong felt the man's strong arms and felt safer, so he gently relaxed his heart and slowly followed him forward.