Love is long, not unhappy: you have endured so many years of loneliness

At this moment, the club was very deserted, except for the waiters, there was no familiar figure in sight, Lan Mufei asked several waiters who passed by, whether someone had entered her lounge just now.

The waiters all shook their heads, indicating that they did not know.

Lan Mufei walked all the way down the corridor, thinking that someone must have entered the lounge while she was asleep, otherwise the bracelet would not have come out of thin air.

Only, who could this person be?

Just as I was about to walk to the door of the clubhouse, I saw an unfamiliar car on the road at the door through the transparent floor-to-ceiling window, speeding by, the speed was too fast, and the outline behind the window was blurred and fleeting, and it was impossible to see it again.

Lan Mufei stroked the bracelet, the slightly cool silver bracelet flashed with a fine light, and she couldn't figure out who sent the bracelet back to her.

Could it be that Mr. Merry told Louis Ying that he sent someone to find him, and couldn't help but think of seeing Hang Hang that night, he looked like he was covered in dust, as if he had been in the field for a long time.

There was some basis for this idea, but she was not 100% sure, the drunkenness that night was still like a dream, and she still did not remember whether she had said anything or done anything, at least Louis Widow never appeared, not quite like him.

With his character, if he gets the bracelet, he will hold the bracelet and laugh at himself in front of him!

It won't be Mr. Melly, he doesn't need to do it that way.

It won't be dust, he doesn't know the existence of this bracelet at all.

Who exactly?

"Scarlet." After playing ball, Feng Chen, who didn't find Lan Mufei, came all the way to find her, and saw her standing at the glass window of the hall looking out in a daze, her expression was solemn, as if she was thinking about something very important.

Lan Mufei came back to his senses and looked at him, "It's over?" ”

Feng Chen nodded, and looked outside without a trace, "Why are you running here and standing?" ”

"I slept for a while, my legs were a little numb, and I walked around casually." Lan Mufei didn't want him to know about the bracelet.

"Are you better now?" Feng Chen's gentle eyes fell on her slender legs, and she wanted to squat down and rub it for her.

Lan Mufei hurriedly held his arm, "It's much better, let's go back, don't make them wait for a long time." ”

Feng Chen hesitated and nodded: "If you feel uncomfortable, remember to tell me, and we will go back."

Lan Mufei nodded with a slight smile, facing Feng Chen's care and care, his heart was a little uncomfortable. At his own strong request, there is no money in the office every day, and there is no meeting to eat privately, but every time he is alone, he reveals care and care for himself everywhere.

I want to say something, but I don't know where to start, the words are heavy, it seems that she is unkind, no matter how you say it, the care that people give you in work and life is sincere, and there is no mention of feelings, and now you take the initiative to say this, a little self-inflicted; To put it lightly, it's better not to say it, for fear that it will become embarrassing, in the end, it is the relationship between superiors and subordinates, and it is impossible to see it in the future.

Lan Mufei was a little melancholy, thinking that it would be good if she could change jobs, but she still owes money to the company, and it is difficult to guarantee that she can find a company with more development for her.

What's more important is that she just took Ye Sang up, and just left, what should Ye Sang do?

Song Xiaowan is now eyeing Ye Sang, new hatred and old hatred, once there is a conflict, I am afraid that the consequences will be unimaginable.

When Lan Mufei lowered her eyes and wondered, Feng Chen was also in a mood, and her eyes swept over her wrist from time to time.

If he remembers correctly, there was no bracelet on Scarlet's wrist when he came, what happened during the time he was away, and who came?

……………………………… The young master asks for the dividing line of the recommendation ticket....................................

Night.

The castle of the Count of Louis, ancient and ornate, is much grander than his private villa, where the counts of the Louis family have lived for generations, and every count has grown up here, except for Louis Widow.

His childhood was not buried in this beautiful old castle.

There were only two people at the table that could accommodate thirty people, Louis Widow and Madame Roulet, and the servants of the castle stood respectfully in servants' clothes.

Although she was in her own home, eating with her son, Mrs. Hong was also dressed in formal clothes, her makeup and hairstyle were carefully dressed, calm, graceful and luxurious, and her gestures were full of elegance.

After the meal, Madame Red went back to her room to change into her formal clothes.

Louis Widow sat alone on the sofa, his long slender and powerful legs overlapped, his fingers on the goblet, swaying gently, like the liquid of blood hitting the wall of the cup, exuding a faint aroma of wine.

The tranquility was suddenly shattered, and someone trespassed.

The servant almost pressed his face to the ground, and said in fear: "I'm sorry Earl, Mr. Feng has to come in, I can't stop him." ”

Louis Ying's eyes swept away, his gaze shifted from the wine glass to the solemn dust, and said in a low voice, "Go down." ”

The servants left one after another, leaving only Feng Dust and the Earl.

Feng Chen got straight to the point: "You went to the club today. ”

Louis Ying took a sip of red wine and tasted it slowly in his mouth, not in a hurry to answer, seeing that Feng Chen's face was becoming more and more ugly, he couldn't help laughing: "I came here to ask if I have ever been to the club?"

"I told you a long time ago, don't meddle in her affairs again!" Feng Chen's words were cold, "You left her in the wilderness that night, regardless of her life or death, what do you want to do now?" ”

"Guess!" The mood is light, and there is still that smile on his face, and the smile is dazzling.

"Louis Widow!" Feng Chen couldn't bear it, and his eyes didn't have the gentleness he usually had, "This time I won't watch you hurt the person I love again, and do nothing!" ”

Louis Widow raised his glass to him and drank it all.

Feng Chen was about to speak, but a pleasant but compelling voice came from behind him: "Mr. Feng didn't make an appointment in advance, and he suddenly came to visit, which doesn't seem to be in line with the rules of Louie's house!" ”

Feng Chen turned around and saw Madame Red who was going downstairs, changing into a red cheongsam with a soft shawl, her eyes lingering between her and Louis Ying for a while, and then turned away with a sneer.

Although there was displeasure in Madame Hong's eyes, it was fleeting, and she couldn't catch it quickly.

Louis Widow put down his empty glass, got up and buttoned up his suit, "I'm going too." ”

"It's rare to come back and you can't accompany me more?" Madame Red looked at her son, slightly disappointed.

Louis Ying Widow walked up to her, hugged her politely, and the voice brushed past her ear: "You have endured so many years of loneliness, the loneliness of old age has just begun, and the idea of wanting her son Chenghuan to knees so early is a bit whimsical!" ”

Madame Red's face was slightly pale, because he was so disrespectful, and he was a bastard to the extreme.

If it weren't for the fact that he was her own son, she would have let people throw him out and solve it.

Louis Widow ignored the anger in her eyes, a smile on her lips, and turned away.

………………………………………… The dividing line of the young master asking for red envelopes.......................................

The car stopped in the dark on the side of the road, did not get out of the car, did not unbuckle the seat belt, lit a cigarette, and let the white mist bury its figure.

Looking upstairs, it was pitch black and there was no light.

At this point in time, I shouldn't have slept yet, that is, I haven't come back yet!

Starfire flickered on his fingertips, smoke rings spread out in circles, flickering in the light and darkness, he looked more lonely than Starfire.

Under the dim street lamp, a familiar figure seemed to come into view, walked towards the door of the building, stood at the door for a while, as if entering the password, the door opened, but she did not enter immediately, but turned around.

A pair of clear and bright eyes are more beautiful than the moon in the sky, and the thin body stands in the cold wind, and I don't know what I am looking at.

It's so cold, she doesn't go in yet, and she's not afraid of getting cold.

Thinking about it, Jian Mei couldn't help but twist slightly.

Suddenly, her eyes were staring straight at his position, and through the glass and the hazy moonlight, the eyes of the two seemed to intersect at the same point.

The position of the left chest tugged for no reason, as if something had been knocked over by a cat, and the feeling for a moment was different from any previous time, with mixed feelings.

He wasn't sure if she really saw herself in this drowsy gaze, and if she did, would she take the initiative to walk towards him?

If she did come over, what should I say to her?

Explain why you're downstairs with her, or don't bother to explain! I touched my pocket, and I took the key to her house before, but I didn't bring it this time.

Otherwise, at least she could find an excuse that she was here to return her keys.

The smell of tobacco in the carriage filled the car, he involuntarily held his breath, quietly pretending that his gaze really intersected with her.

Two thoughts collided in my heart.

Come over, or, don't come over?

――――――――――――3041――――――――――――

Master: I'm so good, you know? Recommend votes, leave a message, are you sure you don't want H up?