The carved wooden door has a 'creaking' sound when pushed open.

When he looked up, he saw not a slender figure, but ......

"Rong Yan?" He lazily glanced at the figure of the man standing at the door, tall and straight, faintly revealing a kind of cold and domineering attitude.

There was a faint pain in his head, and when he thought that he was sleeping so deeply, he suddenly understood, and smiled faintly: "I didn't expect that even the people around me would be manipulated by you." ”

"This time, if I hadn't planned well, how could I have made a move." Rong Yan's tone was very cold, as indifferent as if the person in front of him was just a passerby he didn't know.

It was not the head of the Rong family who he had sworn allegiance.

Nor is it an uncle who is related to him by blood.

"You're not the same as you were four years ago." Rong Rong said lightly, the surroundings are so quiet, his people should have been dealt with by him.

Even Yin Fu has been tricked, and it seems that he has really exhausted all means to deal with him.

"Four years can change a lot of things."

Rong Rong smiled: "Indeed, time is really a terrible thing. It's just ......" he paused, his green eyes slowly raised, and a strange light flowed out, "You're still going to lose to me." ”

Rong Yan raised his chin slightly, and his cold and hard lines had a kind of indifferent arrogance.

"How so?" He is confident and does not leak.

"Because I have a trump card in my hand."

"Chu Chu is with me."

Rong Rong laughed under his breath, his soft black hair making him look particularly noble.

"That Chu Chu, I gave her to you, it's not a big deal, the trump card in my hand is another one."

Rong Yan's eyes suddenly contracted, and the cold aura on his body was like a sharp blade with substance, full of murderous aura!

But the young man didn't react at all, and walked down from the couch coldly, and slowly walked to the window facing the back garden.

When he sleeps, he prefers a darker environment, so windows and doors must be closed.

He pushed the window open, and just outside the window was a lotus pond, the lotus flowers had not yet bloomed, the water was clear and turquoise, and there was a wooden bridge that curved over the river leading to a pavilion.

There were two people in the gazebo.

In the afternoon, the sun was slanting from the side of the gazebo, and a little wind blew the hair on the girl's forehead, and she lowered her head and smiled lightly, with a little sweet joy on her face.

In front of him, the man in the wheelchair pressed his face against her bulging lower abdomen, and his bewitching face was no longer a charming smile, but a happy and warm smile, as if he had the satisfaction of the whole world.

The little child in the belly seemed to be very naughty, and hit him in the face with a small fist, and he laughed out loud, and as soon as he reached out, he took the pregnant girl into his arms.

Both hands rested on her bulging lower abdomen at the same time, his large hand covering her small hand.

"When the baby is born, he must be a naughty ghost, and he will bully his father at such a young age."

"He's usually very well-behaved, but you're so naughty when you come."

"That means Daddy loves Daddy, doesn't it?" He said to the child in his belly.

As if in response to him, the little baby in the belly kicked her in the stomach with her little foot.

"He answered me, hahaha, he really likes me the most!"

………

The laughter of happiness was gently blown by the wind.

Every word came to my ears very clearly.

Rong Yan stood by the window like a stone sculpture, his face was pale, as if his soul had been drained in an instant, and only a body remained, and he couldn't move again.