Chapter 32: Who Do You Love?
I thought so, and Yu Ruoruo next to me said in surprise: "Really? Brother Hua, how embarrassing is this, Sister Mu will be unhappy......"
"She doesn't care." Fanhua said, letting go of the hand that was propping up on the door panel, and turned back to the table.
I opened the door and went upstairs.
After such a toss, I was so tired that I lay on the bed and took out my mobile phone, wanting to call the hospital and ask about my father's condition, but I saw a message lying in the text message inbox, and the sender was Liang Tingnan.
The content is: I'm sorry, after Miss Yu came today, the reason why I was cold was because I felt that she was a somewhat complicated person, and I shouldn't show friendship with you in front of her. Hope you're not angry. Also, thank you for inviting me to dinner today, I love it.
I thought about it and replied: It's okay, I didn't care.
Liang Tingnan did not reply.
I deleted Liang Tingnan's text message, and at this time, Aunt Sun came in with food.
Of course, I didn't have enough to eat, so I went to the table and continued eating.
Aunt Sun never left, standing next to her, her face was speechless.
I said, "If you have something to say, just say it." β
"That's right," Aunt Sun said nervously, "I was worried when I found out that you had run out, madam, and called Mr. He was about to get on a plane. β
I looked at Aunt Sun.
"He'll turn back to you right away." Aunt Sun said cautiously: "Before you came back, he asked me if your fever had subsided, and whether you were wearing much when you left, and I was very concerned." β
I said, "Are you going to speak well for him again?" He had already asked Miss Yu to move into his room. β
"Alas......" Aunt Sun sighed, and was about to speak when her intercom rang.
She answered and said, "The gentleman called me over, as if there was an urgent matter." β
"You're busy." I said, "I'll rest after I've eaten." β
After eating, I contacted the hospital and learned that everything was fine with my father, Mu An'an had been there in the morning, and Zhou Ping had also gone in the afternoon, and he had left two bodyguards.
I wanted to use my phone to read travel information for a while, but I was so tired that I quickly lost consciousness.
I slept soundly, but it was a little hot.
In the dream, I was kidnapped, my hands and feet were tied, and I woke up feeling numb.
I paused for a moment to fully wake up, but I always felt that something was wrong in the room.
I didn't think much of it, went to the cloakroom and opened the closet, andβ
How is men's clothing?
Did I go to the wrong room?
But outside the window is still the rose garden that I can see every day when I get up, and the bustling window should face the lake.
After staying for a while, there was a sudden knock on the door behind him.
I turned my head and saw that the bathroom door was open, and Fanhua came out wrapped in a bath towel, and when he saw me, his footsteps stopped and he didn't speak.
I stayed for a few seconds before I came back to my senses and said, "Hug, sorry, I was so tired last night, so I ......"
I must have gone to the wrong room.
So where did Yu Ruoruo go?
Forget it, I didn't have the heart to think about it, turned around and ran out the door.
As soon as I went out, I ran into Aunt Sun, who was going upstairs with a tray in her hand, and a set of pink sweatshirts was placed in the tray.
Seeing me, Aunt Sun had a smile on her face, walked a few steps to me, and said, "Mrs. is awake, is she sleeping well?" β
"It's fine." I asked, "Aunt Sun, why didn't you tell me?" β
I slept in the wrong room yesterday, and Aunt Sun had obviously come in, so she must have seen it, but she didn't tell me.
"Yes, the gentleman asked me not to disturb you." Aunt Sun lowered her voice slightly, with a smile in her tone, "When I went to Mr.'s room yesterday, that young lady had already gone in to take a bath. When she came out, she was dressed very coolly, and when her husband said that she was going to move in, she cried angrily. β
What's the use of crying? It's hard work?!
Wouldn't he do anything but sow discord?
I thought in annoyance, and Aunt Sun on the side said, "Madam, do you want to know what Mr. told her?" β
Although she looked expectant, I still said ruthlessly: "I'm sorry, Aunt Sun, I don't want to know." β
Aunt Sun pursed her lips, revealing embarrassment.
I explained, "I know you mean well, and I think I'll be happy to hear it, and it was at first. Don't talk about it later. β
Aunt Sun showed a sad expression: "You love him so much, wouldn't you be happy to know that he cares about you too?" β
I shook my head: "He doesn't care about me. And I don't love ...... anymore."
Before the word "he" could be spoken, he was interrupted by Aunt Sun: "Sir! Morning! β
My scalp tingled and I turned my head.
Prosperous was standing in the doorway behind me, with his arms crossed, as if he had been standing for a long time. Seeing me look at him, he raised his chin slightly: "Go on." β
I didn't say anything, I turned and walked quickly downstairs.
When I reached the fourth step, my arms were grabbed, and I screamed and tried to tear them apart, but he pressed me hard and pressed me to the railing.
He pressed over, and his arms were stuck at either side of my body.
I looked at his grim face, and I forgot to breathe with fear.
What did I do wrong? Say bad things about Aunt Sun about him? Is it just bad to say that he doesn't love me?
After a moment of confrontation, Fanhua opened his mouth, his voice was not high, but the ferocity did not decrease: "What are you running?" β
I turned my face away from his gaze and didn't speak.
"Go on." He bowed his head slightly, his warm breath brushing my face, with the smell of his body, but his tone was still cold, "Where did you just go?" β
I said, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have told Aunt Sun about the two of us......"
Thinking about it, this is the only reason that makes him angry, maybe he thinks this matter is worth counting as privacy, right?
Prosperous but still unabated: "Raise your head and watch me speak." β
I clenched my sweaty palms, raised my head, and said, "I'm sorry, I'll ...... later"
"Are you an idiot?" His gaze became more and more fierce, and his tone began to be fierce, "I'll let you continue!" β
Go on?
The requirement was so real that I whispered, "He doesn't care about me." And I don't love him anymore. β
The words fell, and Prosperity did not speak.
I looked at him with a numb scalp, my heart feeling like it was stuck in my throat, and I was even breathing faster.
I don't know how long this torturous process has been.
Finally, Fanhua opened his mouth, his tone was softer, but still so cold: "Who do you love?" β
ββ¦β¦β
"Is it a doctor?" His face was full of mockery, "Do you have any other wild men?" β
It's ridiculous.
I said, "Do you like cuckolding yourself so much?" β
Fanhua's eyes were cold, and he pursed his mouth tightly.
No one wanted to face such a fierce gaze, so I turned my face away, and I saw his hand pinched on the railing, his muscles exposed, and his joints turned white.
I'm stuck on the railing by him right now, and below is the first floor of the villa. If he had thrown me down, I would not have died, but I would have been seriously injured.