The rain stopped, the night breeze was a little cool, Fang Zhihe closed the car window, and then started the car.

"Have you eaten enough?" he asked, noticing that Lin Rongfu was very restrained throughout the meal, thinking that she should not be full.

Lin Rongfu nodded, "Hmm...... It's full!"

"Gao Han is my college classmate, settled in the United States after graduation, and later, married an American wife, that Xiao Zhenzhen is their daughter, Gao Yang is Gao Han's younger brother, and Yan Haochen's hair is younger, after Yan Haochen went to the United States, he handed over the restaurant to him, Yan Haochen is the younger brother of my company's assistant Yan Jin, but Yan Jin is the adopted daughter of the Yan family, and has no blood relationship with Yan Haochen, oh, these people I said, they all know each other!" Fang Zhihe smiled and continued, "Isn't it very winding?"

"No! I ...... Can be clear!" Her thinking and logic have always been clear, but she just can't speak.

"Well, there is also a little Lele, who is very cute, 16 years old this year, studying in the United States, she is Xu Chong's younger sister, I remember I seemed to tell you. That Xu Chong is the manager of the company's project department, his parents drowned when he was a teenager, and the company's foundation funded him and Xu Le to go to school. Yan Haochen went to the United States a few months ago, on the one hand, to manage the restaurant in the United States, and on the other hand, to accompany Lele to study. Fang Zhihe continued to talk to Lin Rongrong about the people around him with interest, "Haochen may like Xiao Lele, when I went to the United States some time ago, he told me that he would marry Lele in a few years, in fact, this is also very good! Lele has lived in a group of brothers since she was a child, everyone loves her very much, if she can marry Haochen in the end, it will be good! At least she will not be wronged!"

Lin Rongrong stared at his side face, listening carefully to what Fang Zhihe said, she knew that Fang Zhihe was very happy today, he would only talk so much when he was happy!

"What's wrong with you, are you cold?" Fang Zhihe found that Lin Rongrong had been shrugging his shoulders, clamping his arms, and putting his hands on his bare left arm.

Lin Rongrong lowered his head and stopped talking, Fang Zhihe parked the car on the side of the road, reached out and touched her shoulders and arms, and his face immediately darkened, "Why is it so cold?"

"I ...... It's okay!"

Fang Zhihe frowned, his eyes were full of distress, "What's okay?

"Just ...... When eating...... The air conditioner is just ...... It's so good to blow over the ...... I'm sitting on location, so ......" Lin Fufu stammered as she didn't want to make his mood bad.

"Stop talking!" Fang Zhihe lifted his leg and got out of the car, took out a blanket from the trunk and put it on Fluffy's body, then took a coat from the back seat, wrapped her feet and calves, and then tied it with two sleeves crossed at her calves.

"First, sir...... "The price of the coat on her foot should be in the four figures, and it really shouldn't be ruined like this."

"Remember, no matter who you meet in the future, no matter what occasion, don't make yourself uncomfortable, don't endure it, you have to say it, you know?" Fang Zhihe gently pressed the blanket on her body and said.

Lin Rongrong nodded and stopped talking, she was worried that if she said more, she would upset him.

The night gradually deepened, Fang Zhihe was still quietly guarding Lin Rong's side, he knew that this woman had been planted in his heart, he couldn't ignore it, he couldn't help but feel distressed, and he couldn't help thinking about it.

"Sir...... Let's go home!" Suddenly, Lin Rongrong said, she didn't want to be stared at by this man all the time, she felt very uncomfortable.

Fang Zhihe thought he had heard it wrong, but the next second he realized that he had heard it correctly, so he smiled and said, "Okay, go home!"

Xie Yi's studio

Xie Yi looked at the half-painted gouache painting in the corner, and felt inexplicably irritable, so he picked up a jar casually, put it on the table, and said, "Draw this today!"

He was about to start his lecture when he suddenly saw a figure standing at the window, and the figure was staring at the jar on the table, and suddenly his hanging heart fell, so he smiled at the man through the glass window.

Lin Rongrong looked at the smile, hesitated for a long time, and finally pushed the door and walked in, she stretched out her right hand and turned the jar on the table, so that the side of the jar with the word "Fu" was facing the student, and then turned around and picked up the gouache next to her and placed it on the pen holder one by one.

Xie Yi spoke for about fifteen minutes, stepped down from the podium, and then pulled Lin Rongfu to the backyard, "Why are you back?"

Lin Rongrong looked at the hand holding her and did not speak.

"Oh, I'm sorry!" Xie Yi felt a little out of shape, and immediately let go of his hand, "That, are you still leaving?"

Lin Rongrong shook his head, turned around and entered the studio again, and then continued to clean up the brushes on the table.

Dongsheng General Manager's Office

"Hum, hum" Fang Zhihe's mobile phone vibrated a few times, he tapped the screen, and a photo was opened smoothly, on the photo, Xie Yi was holding Lin Fu's hand and saying something, he squinted his dark eyes and continued to slide the phone screen, and another photo appeared on the screen, this photo looked even more intimate than the previous one, and suddenly, the handsome face sank.

Fang Zhihe snorted coldly, grabbed the key on the table and walked to the door, and ten minutes later, a black Rolls-Royce stopped at the door of a studio on Fuping Road.

Then, an angry man stepped out of the car and quickly rushed into the studio, Xie Yi was stunned for a moment, and asked, "May I ask what is the matter with you?"

The man ignored him, walked straight towards the backyard, stretched out his big hand, picked up Lin Rongfu, who was bending down to pick up something, and walked out the door.

Lin Rong looked at Fang Zhihe, who was angry, and opened his mouth to say, "I ......"

"Shut up!" Fang Zhihe roared, his men tightened, and continued to walk forward.

"Please let her go!" Xie Yi said as he reached out and grabbed Lin Fu's other arm.

"It's you who should let go!" Fang Zhihe swung his fist in the other party's face after speaking, and then grabbed Lin Fu's wrist again and walked towards the door.

The corners of Xie Yi's mouth instantly oozed blood, Lin Rongrong glanced back, and anxiously wanted to pull out the hand that was being pulled, but after pumping for a long time, he didn't pull it away.

There was a "bang" and the door slammed shut.

"Don't worry, you can't die with a punch!" Fang Zhihe roared angrily, then reached out and twisted the car key and started the car.

Heh! She's actually worried about the guy surnamed Xie! Okay, that's good!