To everyone's surprise, the next day, all newspapers and magazines published photos of Luo Yanzhou, hunched between two men.

"Who the hell did this......" As soon as Rong Junlie arrived at the office, he threw those magazines in front of Daniel.

Daniel lowered his head and picked up those magazines, looking at them and frowning slightly, it was very obvious that the photos taken by Rong Junlie this time were also in the car.

"Junlie, I'll check ...... immediately" He vaguely felt that something was wrong, but there was no fact to investigate, and Daniel still didn't know what to say.

Rong Junlie had a dark face, what he never expected was that the incident between him and Luo Yan in the car yesterday would be reported so quickly, and he couldn't bear that someone would follow him to this point.

What's more, on Luo Yan's side, the phone never got through.

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Daniel lowered his head and didn't speak, Rong Junlie suddenly stepped forward and stared at her with heavy eyes, "You say, who might have done this?" ”

"Maybe it's the journalists!" Daniel opened his mouth awkwardly, but his flickering gaze did not escape Rong Junlie's sharp black eyes.

"You say, isn't it her?" A fierce light flashed in Rong Junlie's eyes, targeting Luo Yan like this, who else would it be besides her.

"Junlie, what are you talking about?" Daniel deliberately said it in front of him, because although he thought so, he was not sure about her.

Rong Junlie glanced at him and immediately went out.

He drove all the way to An Ling's private club, and the chill brought by his tense face almost made people dare not approach him.

With a "......bang", the door of An Ling's office was pushed open heavily, and she turned back in shock, only to see Rong Junlie standing at the door angrily.

An Ling hurriedly put down the magazine in his hand and stood up, and greeted him with a cold little face full of joy, "Junlie, why did you come here today?" ”

"An Ling, how much did you hide from me?" Rong Junlie stretched out his hand violently and pinched An Ling's chin, An Ling's eyes tightened, and the smile on the corner of his mouth pulled a few doubts.

"Junlie, what do you say?" She really didn't understand what Rong Junlie was talking about.

"You're still pretending to me? Did you arrange the photos in today's magazine? Rong Junlie's wrist strength couldn't help but deepen, An Ling felt some pain, began to hold his hand, and said in a low voice, "You let go of me first......"

As soon as Rong Junlie's wrist was forced, An Ling was thrown heavily on the sofa.

She touched her chin, and a hint of resentment flashed in her cold eyes, but it quickly disappeared.

When she stood up again, there was a trace of resentment in her eyes, "Junlie, I have always known that you don't like me to interfere in your affairs, and I haven't done anything, and there have been a lot of things in my studio recently, Zhao'er often has a cold over there, and I am also busy taking care of him, if you didn't come over today, I don't know what happened to Lu Dao!" ”

"Yes, Mr. Rong, Miss An has been busy with things in the club and at home recently, even Young Master Rong has a cold, she won't let us notify you, for fear of delaying your affairs!"

The assistant who had been following An Ling for many years on the side hurriedly interjected and came in, and as soon as she finished speaking, she touched Rong Junlie's terrifying gaze, and she had no choice but to shut up again.

"You go out of the city first!" An Ling glanced at her, and the assistant immediately went out.

There were only two people left in the office, and An Ling hurriedly made a cup of coffee for Rong Junlie, and then gently placed it in front of him, "Junlie, I won't do anything to make you unhappy, I've been insisting like this for so many years, haven't I?" ”

She looked at Rong Junlie fixedly, and there was nothing unusual in the clarity in her eyes.

Rong Junlie wanted to find a trace of feeling in her expression and her gaze that was enough for him to affirm his thoughts, but in fact, An Ling's innocent expression made him have no choice but to take his gaze back in a huff.

"Sit down!" An Ling reached out and hooked his arm, Rong Junlie avoided it silently, and sat down on the sofa by himself.

An Ling handed over the coffee, Rong Junlie didn't answer, she stubbornly handed it to him, Rong Junlie glanced at her, An Ling took the coffee and took a sip gently.

"Why didn't you tell me that Rong Zhao had a cold?" He asked in a faint tone, with a low reproach.

An Ling's eyes suddenly moistened, and she said in a low voice, "I can't find you these days, and since you were discharged from the hospital, you don't want me to accompany you, I know that you are very busy, so I didn't tell you ......"

Looking at the cold face of the woman in front of him full of grievances, Rong Junlie's eyes flashed, and suddenly, An Ling's tears suddenly fell.

Rong Junlie's eyes darkened slightly, and he suddenly stretched out his hand, and his warm fingertips gently fell on An Ling's face.

"For me, you have been wronged...... he said in a low voice, to this woman, he clearly knew how he felt about her, ten years, not a short time, this woman's heart fell on himself, and he was not ignorant of the Tao.

Many times, he tried his best to forget that there was another woman like this, but every time he saw her, the facts reminded him that he owed another woman's human debt.

Seeing Rong Junlie's suddenly moved expression, An Ling suddenly threw himself into his arms and sobbed dumbly, "Junlie, no matter what I do for you, I am willing......"

Listening to the moving words of the woman in his arms, another stubborn little face appeared in front of Rong Junlie's eyes.

Slowly closed his eyes, at this moment, how much Rong Junlie hoped that the woman who was so docile and obedient in his arms was her, how good it would be!

But that stubborn woman always does so many things that make him angry and make him crazy, even if she is a little meek, just a little bit, the situation between them will not be so bad now.

Suddenly thinking of Luo Yan, Rong Junlie's eyes dimmed a lot, and he couldn't stay here for a moment.

With so many photos in so many magazines and newspapers, I wonder if she can afford it.

So, he immediately grabbed An Ling's shoulders and stood up in her stunned gaze.

An Ling, who hadn't yet enjoyed a trace of warmth, immediately grabbed his arm and asked anxiously, "Junlie, where are you going?" ”

"I still have something to do, I'll go first......" he hurriedly threw down his words and walked away.

An Ling chased after him, "Jun Lie—"

It's a pity that Rong Junlie never looked back, and An Ling's face immediately changed, becoming extremely hideous.

An Qiang, who had been staying in the innermost part of the office and did not come out, came out cautiously, and saw his sister standing trembling in the huge corridor, he walked over and grabbed her shoulder.

An Ling looked ahead in despair, she was unwilling, her palm was clenched fiercely, and her fingertips were deeply pinched into her palm.

"Sister, why do you have to do this, Rong Junlie treats you like this, don't you feel uncomfortable?"

"Over the years, no matter what he does to me, I'm used to it!" An Ling bit her lip and muttered.

Even if she is given a cold reception again, even if all she covets is the little warmth that Rong Junlie gave, she is enough, she wants to stay by his side, this is her belief that has not changed for many years.

"Alas......" An Qiang sighed slightly, "Sister, what are you going to do next?" ”

"Stop it first, I don't believe that woman will be shameless to this point......"

"What if she still insists on being with Rong Junlie?" An Qiang was a little worried about this.

An Ling suddenly smiled coldly, looking at his younger brother, a shrewd beam flashed in his eyes, "Have you forgotten?" We've got the last chips......"

"Sister, you mean Rong Zhao?" An Qiang was surprised.

An Ling didn't speak, but the sneer on the corner of her lips had already made An Qiang beside her understand.

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Rong Junlie, who drove to Luo Yan's residence again, looked at the phone in his hand and never answered, and he almost had the urge to throw the phone out of the box.

He made a lot of calls in a row, but Luo Yan's phone was never answered, and after the last call, the phone was turned off.

His face was very cold, and there was an inexplicable sense of uneasiness in his heart.

It's just that when he arrived at Luo Yan's residential community, damn it, he actually knew that Lu Dao, the residence that An Yue arranged for her, he didn't even know her house number.

For the first time, he found himself in the darkest with this woman.

He felt very uncomfortable!

"Daniel, immediately check on Anyue's whereabouts......"

He threw the words over, and walked to the door of the community after the last time, and found the security guard of the property management there, but found that the other party was also tight-lipped about Luo Yan's whereabouts.

"Sir, let's go, many media have come to the lobby today to hear the news of Miss Luo, in order to protect the privacy of the owner, we will not announce her residence to the public......"

The security guard's words made Rong Junlie's heart sink to the bottom, it turned out that she had been disturbed like this, but unfortunately, he didn't know what to do, and he couldn't do anything.

For the first time, he was frustrated that he couldn't protect this woman.

Driving the car, he wandered alone through the huge streets, and the cigarette between his fingers had long since burned out, but he didn't notice it at all.

Until his sports car stopped at a traffic light, his head poked out of the window to flick cigarette ash, but he inadvertently saw a familiar and slender figure reflected in the huge window of the bridal shop next to the road.

His heart beat violently, and Rong Junlie finally saw clearly that the woman standing in the window who was accompanied by the manager of the bridal shop in uniform was none other than Luo Yan.

At this time, it was impossible to describe the excitement of Rong Junlie when he saw Luo Yan's heart at this time, he immediately hit the steering wheel, quickly turned the car around, and quickly drove to the door of the bridal shop.

"Yan'er, so you're here......" He rushed down like a fly, and directly grabbed the woman's elbow rudely.

"What's wrong with you, sir?" The woman turned around and asked him strangely.

The light in Rong Junlie's eyes gradually dimmed, he quietly let go of his hand, and twitched the corners of his mouth in embarrassment, "I'm sorry, I recognized the wrong person......"