Xu Rongrong sat up straight and looked at Han Youyou: "Then you can talk about it." ”

Han Youyou blinked, feeling that Xu Rongrong, who suddenly asked these questions, was very inexplicable: "Then tell me first, why do you want to know who Tang Wanqing is?" ”

"That ......" Xu Rongrong hesitated.

"Don't give me any other excuses or reasons, if you don't explain honestly, I'll give you an answer." Han Youyou first threatened and then seduced, "But if you explain honestly, I will tell you in detail and clearly, you know that I am a reporter, and I still have the ability to listen to a little news." ”

After struggling for a while, Xu Rongrong decided to explain truthfully: "Okay, because I found out that Pei Moyan seems to have something to do with this woman named Tang Wanqing, so I want to find out." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, Han Youyou laughed sheepishly: "I'll just say, who else would make us Miss Xu Rongrong so depressed, it turns out that it is still Pei Moyan Pei Zong!" Xu Rongrong, have you already been moved by President Pei Da? ”

Tempted? Xu Rongrong was stunned and immediately dismissed: "No, absolutely not!" I'm just curious! Just curious! ”

She repeated it several times in a row, and her tone became heavier and heavier, as if she could convince herself in this way, and she was not attracted to Pei Moyan.

"Come on, you're hard-mouthed!" Han Youyou didn't bother to argue with her about this, so she began to explain what she knew about the mysterious Tang Wanqing.

Tang Wanqing, a famous pianist in S City, when he was eighteen years old, his piano attainments had reached the top, when he was nineteen, he held a solo recital at the National Opera House, and when he was twenty years old, he was going to go abroad for a world tour, but he suddenly had a car accident.

After being rescued, she had a problem with her fingers and could never play the piano again.

After that, she disappeared, no one knew where she went, and she was never heard from again.

She seems to be like an epiphany, blooming for a while, and then withering and decaying, and no one pays attention to it.

"Speaking of which, Tang Wanqing's matter is really embarrassing." Han Youyou summed up, "Maybe it's just the answer to that sentence, 'God is jealous of talents', she is too talented, and God is jealous, so he gave her a little punishment." ”

Xu Rongrong also felt a little sorry for this talented woman, but when it came to it, he still didn't say anything related to Pei Moyan.

"Then what is her relationship with Pei Moyan?" She asked again.

Han Youyou thought about it carefully, but still shook his head: "I don't know, I remember that Tang Wanqing didn't have any scandals, and so did Mr. Pei, who was quite honest and self-clean." ”

Xu Rongrong glanced at her: "Reporter Han Da, what about your ability to inquire about the news?" ”

Han Youyou smiled and scratched his hair: "Okay, I'll call you and ask, wait." ”

With that, she stepped aside to dial the phone.

Xu Rongrong got up from the sofa, tidied up the yukata on his body, pushed the door and walked out.

The villa that Han Youyou brought her to is a typical Japanese style, not only the architectural style imitates the style of ancient Japanese architecture, but even the courtyard connected to the room is also a complete learning of the style of the Japanese hot spring town.

Cherry blossom trees, dwarf shrubs, you name it.

Probably because there is a hot spring under the villa, even if he only comes out in a bathrobe, Xu Rongrong doesn't feel cold.

Unfortunately, the cherry blossom tree in the garden has decayed, and you will not be able to see the cherry blossoms in full bloom until the next spring.

Xu Rongrong propped his hands behind his back, his two bare, naked calves dangling in mid-air, and his little face was tilted back to accept the baptism of the early winter evening sun.

It seems that only in this way can the depressed mood caused by Pei Moyan be relieved a little.

Because her legs were shaking so badly, she didn't pay attention to them, and threw out the clogs she was wearing on her feet.

Xu Rongrong sighed, and just wanted to go down the steps to pick up the clogs, but a blanket fell from the sky and covered her legs without trousers.

"Hey." A sigh slipped past her ear, and a tall figure jumped down the steps to retrieve the geta for her.

"Brother Jingxuan!" Xu Rongrong said hello with a smile.

Yan Jingxuan walked up to Xu Rongrong and glanced at her with cold eyes: "Wearing so little, still sitting outside, look around, who else is like you?" Aren't you afraid of catching a cold? ”

Xu Rongrong looked left and right, and then realized that it seemed that she was really the only one sitting here in the entire courtyard, admiring the cherry blossom trees whose leaves had long since withered.

"I'm not cold." She touched her nose, a little embarrassed.

Yan Jingxuan sighed lightly again, then lowered his body and grabbed Xu Rongrong's legs, wanting to put on clogs for her.

Xu Rongrong's calf was grabbed by him, and he couldn't help but feel itchy, so he hurriedly shrank back: "I'll come by myself, Brother Jingxuan, you sit up, let's talk." ”

As he spoke, he leaned over, took the clogs from Yan Jingxuan's hand, and put them on casually.

Yan Jingxuan still had the delicate touch of Xu Rongrong's calves in his hands, and he was snatched away by Xu Rongrong without paying attention.

Hearing Xu Rongrong's request now, he jumped up with both hands on the steps, his movements were agile, his posture was chic, and he didn't show any embarrassment.

"Brother Jingxuan, you are still so good." Xu Rongrong smiled and exclaimed, "I remember when I was a child, my brother fought with you and never won. ”

Thinking of his youth, Yan Jingxuan couldn't help but hook the corners of his lips.

"It's been a long time." Xu Rongrong looked at the cherry blossom tree in the courtyard and sighed, "Just like that cherry blossom tree, people's lives are probably like this, from prosperity to withering, the cycle repeats, fate is also like this, fate gathers and scatters, there are always times." ”

"Why are you so pessimistic all of a sudden?" Yan Jingxuan looked sideways at Xu Rongrong, "You quarreled with Pei Moyan?" ”

"Brother Jingxuan!" Xu Rongrong glared at Yan Jingxuan, a little dissatisfied, "Why are you and Youyou the same, I said it, Pei Moyan and I are just a contractual husband and wife, and there is no substantive emotional entanglement, not at all!" ”

As she spoke, she placed her hands in front of her chest to form a large fork.

Seeing her serious face, Yan Jingxuan's worries that had been gathered between his eyebrows suddenly dispersed: "Really? ”

"Of course!" Xu Rongrong said affirmatively, "I will marry him just to save my grandfather, if it weren't for my urgent need for money, and I couldn't contact my brother and you at that time, I definitely wouldn't have come to this point, I just hope that I can quickly pay off Pei Moyan's money, and then break off the relationship with him, it's best, he takes his Yangguan Road and I cross my single-plank bridge!" ”

It's best, she doesn't have to worry about Pei Moyan anymore, and don't think about what the relationship between Pei Moyan and the woman named Tang Wanqing is......

"Maybe Pei Moyan doesn't think so." Yan Jingxuan said quietly.

Xu Rongrong shook his head and denied this statement: "His thoughts should be similar to mine, he originally married me to get rid of the blind date that the family has been arranging for him, I think, if he meets the woman he really likes, he should divorce me immediately, you see, if he really cares about me, I have been out for so long, he should have called a long time ago, but now ......"

She smiled suddenly, a little downcast: "He didn't have a single call." ”

Unconsciously sighed again, Xu Rongrong slapped his face violently, and threw these depressing thoughts out of his mind: "Oh, what are you thinking about, I'm hungry, I'm going to eat!" ”

She picked up the blanket and stood up, turning her head to look at Yan Jingxuan: "Brother Jingxuan, do you want to go with me?" ”

"I'll go later." Yan Jingxuan took his eyes off Xu Rongrong's face, looked at the scenery in the courtyard again, and replied lightly.

"Then I'll go first, and I'll come out later, you help me tell her that I'll wait for her at the restaurant." After speaking, Xu Rongrong left without looking back.

Yan Jingxuan couldn't help but turn his head to look at Xu Rongrong's departing back again, and the sorrow that had just dissipated condensed again, staining his eyebrows.

Rongrong, do you not understand your mood, or do you really think so?

His thoughts only got up, and the door of the room behind him was suddenly pushed open.

Han Youyou ran out of it with a huff: "Rongrong! Oh no, your Pei Zong may really have an ambiguous relationship with that woman named Tang Wanqing! ”

As soon as she finished speaking, a tall figure stood in front of her.

"Rong Rong went to the restaurant." Yan Jingxuan's cold eyes drooped slightly, and he looked at Han Youyou, "You better tell me first." ”

Han Youyou looked at Yan Jingxuan's handsome and peerless face, smiled nymphomaniacly, then nodded, and told Yan Jingxuan all the news he had inquired about before.

After she finished speaking, Yan Jingxuan's face was already covered with a layer of frost.

"You go to the restaurant to find Rong Rong first." Yan Jingxuan commanded, then turned around and went to his room.

Han Youyou nodded stunned, not understanding why Yan Jingxuan was suddenly unhappy.

dialed Xu Anchen in the room and clarified what he was going to do next in S City, Yan Jingxuan went out, and when he passed by Han Youyou and Xu Rongrong's room, he suddenly heard a mobile phone ringtone.

He frowned, this Han Youyou, he didn't know to bring his mobile phone when he went out.

Entering the room, he looked for it and saw the ringing phone.

walked over, picked up the mobile phone, and took a look, he was stunned, this was Xu Rongrong's mobile phone, and the call was from Pei Moyan.

After a moment's hesitation, he answered the phone.

"Xu Rongrong, where have you been!" Pei Moyan's questioning voice came, with a thin anger.

"Pei Moyan." Yan Jingxuan spoke, "Rong Rong is with me now." ”

There was silence on the other side of the phone for a long time before he spoke again: "You took Rong Rong away?" ”

"I don't have to explain it to you." Yan Jingxuan was unceremonious.

Pei Moyan's voice became deeper and more terrifying: "Where are you?" ”

"I just want to tell you one thing, if you hurt Rongrong, then you will never have a chance to have her again." After speaking, Yan Jingxuan hung up the phone.

After thinking about it, he deleted the call record from the caller ID again.