Chapter 11: Meeting Me Is the Saddest Thing in Your Life
Rong Xin was stunned by Fu Weiyan's tone, and stood stiffly in place.
Fu Weiyan realized that he had frightened Rong Xin, his expression softened slightly, and he said to Rong Xin earnestly: "How do you know that I am unwilling to accept the arrangement of the elders? If I were just marrying for the sake of getting married, then there would be no need to put so much thought and effort into you. Rong Xin, all this time, do you think I am perfunctory to the elders? β
Rong Xin looked back at Fu Weiyan in surprise, but the inky hair hanging down from his forehead covered his expression, Rong Xin couldn't judge whether Fu Weiyan's confession was sincere, she pursed her lips, and was speechless for a long time.
"I will buy the old mansion of the Wei family, and it will be my first pre-wedding gift to you." Fu Weiyan said in a deep voice, he got up from the dining chair, took out a jewelry box in his briefcase and handed it to Rong Xin, "This is also for you." β
Rong Xin was stunned for a few seconds, then took the jewelry box and opened it, which contained a white pearl necklace, which was the one she was going to buy, but she didn't expect Fu Weiyan to have a heart-to-heart connection with her.
Rong Xin was a little moved, and took the opportunity to give herself the stairs, "You can help me put it on." β
"Okay." Fu Weiyan stood behind Rong Xin, leaned over and put the necklace on Rong Xin's neck, the necklace matched her elegant temperament very well, Fu Weiyan hooked the corners of his mouth with satisfaction, "It seems that my vision is not bad, and only you can match this necklace." β
Women like to listen to sweet words, especially Fu Weiyan is such a handsome and gentle man, Rong Xin raised her hand and touched the necklace, and her frowning eyebrows stretched, "Thank you." β
After the meal, Fu Weiyan personally drove Rong Xin back to Rong's house, and when he was at the door, he leaned over and imprinted a gentle kiss on Rong Xin's forehead, "I won't go in, I have to go to work, and I will visit my uncle and aunt another day." β
Although Rong Xin didn't like Fu Weiyan, the man's burning kiss still made her blush, and she nodded in response: "Hmm." β
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The reason why Song Rongyan returned to her room was because the taste in her mouth was so disgusting that she felt a lot of pain in her stomach, and at this moment she ran to the bathroom of the guest room, Song Rongyan bent over and pressed her hand on the sink, and the yellow water spit out, so she felt a lot better.
She found clothes to put on her, took out the medicine box, sat on the sofa in front of the coffee table, and treated her wounds herself.
She reaped the consequences, but fortunately, the wound was not very deep, Song Rongyan gritted her teeth and endured the pain, and wrapped it around with white gauze, and the right hand on the bag was thick and clumsy like a zongzi.
At this time, the mobile phone on the bedside table vibrate, and Song Rongyan saw that it was Lin Jiahui calling, so she connected, "Did you see the note I left?" β
"Hmm." Lin Jiahui responded sullenly, the note left by Song Rongyan in her hand was about to be crumpled by her, and it was written how to put the clothes in the closet, and how to use all kinds of medicines in the medicine box if she was sick or injured, and what to pay attention to when she came to menstruation...... And so on.
On weekdays, Song Rongyan is very cold to her, but she knows that Song Rongyan regards her as her best friend in her heart, her living ability is poor, and she has relied on Song Rongyan for a few years of living together.
"Sister Rong, you let me join you, I'm not greedy for anything, I just can't bear you. My parents don't want me for a long time, I only have you as a friend and relative in this world, what should I do if you leave? β
The tears in Lin Jiahui's eyes were about to fall, and she said in a choked voice: "Is it okay for me to go to Fu Weiyan's house to be a servant?" I can help you get revenge and give you advice, anyway, as long as I can stay by your side. β
Lin Jiahui is a money worshipper, she only recognizes money in this life, and has always regarded money as her soul mate, she is very famous in the songs of the prosperous dynasty, she is exquisite, old-fashioned, scheming and deep on weekdays, and I don't know how many people scold her behind her back.
is such a person, but she is like a child next to Song Rongyan, she will be coquettish to Song Rongyan, shed tears in front of Song Rongyan, and show her most vulnerable or naΓ―ve side.
Song Rongyan was shocked when she heard this, she and her mother had experienced too many disasters since she was born, and the two people of Wei Zimo and Lin Jiahui were the best accidents in her life.
"Don't say stupid things." Song Rongyan smiled helplessly, and her voice was rare and soft, "Let's make your money." Aren't you determined to be a rich woman, become the richest woman in China in the future, and then keep dozens of little white faces to torture them every day? But follow me, not only will you not be able to be glorious and rich, wear gold and silver, but I will also harm you. β
Lin Jiahui: "......"
Lin Jiahui knew that Song Rongyan didn't want to involve her in some things, she thought that Song Rongyan was facing such a terrible Fu Weiyan alone, and she felt even more uncomfortable, "Is Fu Weiyan okay with you?" Does he have any perverted fetishes? Like playing S.M tie-up, tying and whipping you, or finding other men to let you join you? β
Not yet, but Song Rongyan didn't dare to guarantee how Fu Weiyan would torture her in the future, and now she can save her life, which is already good.
Song Rongyan looked down at her hand wrapped in gauze, and said to Lin Jiahui casually: "You also know that I look like the woman Fu Weiyan loves, even if I am a stand-in, he is reluctant to let me be wronged." β
"That's good, I didn't expect the second young man of the Fu family to still be a lover." Lin Jiahui was relieved, and said some more words to Song Rongyan, and after Song Rongyan promised to ask her when she had time, Lin Jiahui hung up the phone.
Fu Weiyan came back to the villa on the third night, Song Rongyan was sitting on the bed looking at her mobile phone, and when she heard Fu Weiyan coming in, she raised her head suddenly.
Fu Weiyan sat down on the sofa, took out a cigarette and lit it at the corner of his mouth, when he took the cigarette, his right hand became more and more white, his knuckles were slender, and he exuded a warm luster under the reflection of the light, which made Song Rongyan inexplicably think of Yu Zimolai, just like Fu Weiyan at this moment, even when the two of them smoked, they looked so clean, elegant and noble, but Wei Zimo was a really gentle man, and Fu Weiyan was a wolf in human skin.
"What do you want?" Song Rongyan asked in silence.
Even if she has been reduced to dust for more than a year, her temperament is still unruly, it is impossible for her to please Fu Weiyan, besides, she attempted to kill Fu Weiyan, and she has become a prisoner at the moment, so there is no need to talk to Fu Weiyan anymore, it is better to figure out what Fu Weiyan wants to do.
Fu Weiyan folded his slender legs, lowered his eyebrows to look at the beads on his wrists, and said in a low voice: "Don't worry, I won't kill you." It's illegal to kill someone, and you're not worth my risk, such a stupid thing that only someone like you would do at the cost of your life. β
"And if I kill you, it will be a relief for you, do you think that I will be so merciful to you? Song Rongyan, I will only let you know that meeting me is the most tragic thing in your life. β
Song Rongyan: "......"
Fu Weiyan actually scolded her for being stupid and preached her, Song Rongyan felt more ashamed than being slapped in the face.
Song Rongyan stared at Fu Weiyan expressionlessly, and after a while, she asked coldly: "You know that I am going to kill you, but you still let me get close to you, I don't believe that just because I look like Rong Xin, is it that I have any use value for you?" β
Fu Weiyan sneered when he heard this, his handsome eyebrows flew, and his eyes slid over Song Rongyan inch by inch from top to bottom, "The only means you use to make a living is your body, but in bed you are like a dead fish, and they all say that you have a specialization in the art industry, and you are not even good at what you should be good at, so you are embarrassed to ask me if I have any use value?" β
"As for why I know you're going to kill me, you already have the answer in your own heart, don't you? It's just that you'd rather deceive yourself than believe. Song Rongyan, am I right? β
Song Rongyan's face became a little pale, Fu Weiyan guessed all her thoughts so easily, he seemed to have the ability to see through people's hearts, which once again verified Lin Jiahui's statement, Fu Weiyan is too dangerous and unfathomable.
Song Rongyan straightened her back and looked at Fu Weiyan's eyes, "What did Chu Nanchen tell you?" β
"Chu Nanchen told me that you are just the crush of the dead Wei Zimo, and you suspect that the disaster of the Wei family was caused by Fu Bingsheng, so in order to avenge Wei Zimo and the entire Wei family, you made yourself plastic surgery like my fiancΓ©e Rong Xin, and tried every possible way to approach me and try to kill me."
Song Rongyan was stunned for a few seconds after hearing this, and suddenly sneered, "Ridiculous, do you believe it?" β
"I don't believe it." Fu Weiyan shook his head, looked at Song Rongyan and said seriously, "I want to hear what kind of story you will make up." Of course, I can't trust you, so you can't change my judgment whether you say it or not. β
Fu Weiyan's implication is that apart from himself, he doesn't believe anyone in this world, Song Rongyan feels that Fu Weiyan is living like this, which is also quite sad, since Fu Weiyan didn't delve into the reason, Song Rongyan simply didn't say it, after all, she didn't want to reveal her scars in front of a stranger.
Song Rongyan looked at Fu Weiyan coldly, "If you leave me, aren't you afraid that one day you will die at my hands?" β