Lin Qinghuan breathed a deep sigh of relief.

After carefully savoring Rong Chen's words, she suddenly found that whether it was Rong Che or anyone in the Rong family, she really, didn't know anything.

Lin Qinghuan didn't want to care about what Rong Chen meant by saying this, obviously she seemed to know more now: "You're so dignified, tell me this, because what?" ”

She kissed lightly, as if she was saying something that had nothing to do with her, and the smile on the corner of her mouth was slightly puzzled.

But there was no emotion other than doubts.

Rong Chen chuckled: "I thought you would care more about the relationship between Archer and Miss Yan?" ”

"I want to know, but I don't have to know from you."

The smile on the corner of Rong Che's mouth froze.

This makes some sense, but it is true.

Yan Ming, Rong Che, or Xiao Su.

Lin Qinghuan could know what was going on from any of them, but it was precisely from Rong Chen's mouth that it was the most meaningless.

But, obviously, this is extremely meaningful to Rong Chen.

Rong Chen smiled casually, turned his head to look away, and after a while, he said slowly: "But except for me, there is no one who will tell you this?" ”

Lin Qinghuan laughed and was speechless.

Rong Chen saw that she didn't speak, smiled casually, and then, regardless of whether Lin Qinghuan wanted to listen or not, he raised his eyebrows slightly, and said lightly: "Miss Yan, like you, is from a poor background, oh...... She is even worse than you, you were fostered by your parents in someone else's home, but she has lived in an orphanage since she was a child. ”

"But what about ......" As he spoke, Rong Chen paused, raised his head slightly, glanced at Lin Qinghuan, and then looked into the distance, his voice was slow, as if to say another inconsequential thing: "I don't have a good background, it seems that I can't stop Yan Ming from pursuing her future, what about the orphanage...... Maybe the original intention is good, but after all, people's hearts are something that is difficult to control, and Yan Ming is quite beautiful......"

Rong Chen wanted to speak and stopped.

In fact, he didn't need to say anything, after all, he believed that at this point, Lin Qinghuan would already be able to understand.

"Then she met a man, a ...... Someone who is enough to change her fate. ”

Lin Qinghuan didn't speak for a long time, however, at this time, she suddenly interrupted with a smile: "Is Mr. Rong telling me a story?" ”

Rong Chen's eyes fell on her face, stared at her seriously for a while, and then said with a smile, his tone was extremely perfunctory: "If you think this is just a story, then you can also listen to these things as a story, I don't mind." ”

"But I'm ...... I don't want to hear it! Lin Qinghuan's eyebrows narrowed slightly, and he smiled softly and elegantly.

In this regard, Rong Chen was not surprised, and there was a bit of accommodation in his compromised tone: "Don't want to listen to the story?" Well, then I'll tell you the answer. ”

Lin Qinghuan still looked at him with an indifferent smile, not caring, but he didn't stop Rong Chen.

Rong Che chuckled in a low voice, his slender legs folded casually, and said with a casual smile: "Do you think that in the imperial capital, who has such a great ability to quietly shelter a person?" ”

The corners of Lin Qinghuan's mouth tugged carelessly.

What he said was so obvious, if Lin Qinghuan pretended not to understand again, wouldn't he have let down Rong Chen for sparing such a big circle to tell her about this.

After Rong Chen finished speaking, he got up directly, his slender fingers straightened the buttons on his suit jacket, his eyes were slightly closed, and he said lightly: "Actually, you and Yan Ming are not only similar in experience, but also in other places." ”

After he finished speaking, he left directly, as for Lin Qinghuan's reaction, he didn't need to know at all.

Rong Chen left the rooftop and bumped into Rong Che when he went down the stairs.

He held a cigarette in his slender fingers, held a lighter in his other hand, and was about to light a cigarette, when he saw Rong Che walking towards it, the movement of his hand paused involuntarily, but soon, it was also clear.

"Why are you here?" After lighting a cigarette, Rong Chen said slowly.

Rong Che chuckled: "Shouldn't I ask you this?" ”

Rong Chen took a puff of cigarette, slowly highlighted the smoke, and then slowly walked down the stairs, stood in the same position as Rong Che, flicked off the excess cigarette ash, and said lightly: "He Ranzhi just made something happen in Zhu Qingwen's treatment room, let me come over and ask my brother and sister, what does he want?" ”

Rong Che sneered: "Actually, I should ask you this?" ”

Rong Chen's eyes were flat and clear, as if what Rong Che was saying now had nothing to do with him: "Ask me?" Why do you ask me? ”

"Why do I ask you, don't you know anything in your own heart?" Rong Che never wanted to go around with Rong Chen, but Rong Chen always had to go around with him.

The corners of Rong Chen's mouth raised, and he chuckled, his tone was as light as ever: "But I really don't know anything." As he spoke, his eyebrows and eyes narrowed slightly, and his tone was a little contemptuous: "Actually, that night, I didn't arrive much earlier than you, as much as you saw, I saw as much as I saw, and I have been entangled in this here, which is really boring." ”

Rong Che narrowed his eyebrows and sneered: "Forget it, if you want to be tough, I'll give you this opportunity, but don't you think that Qin Yao is not under your control to do this this time?" ”

Rong Chen's eyebrows were furrowed, and for a long time, he looked at Rong Che with a smile: "I never felt that she was within my control. ”

Rong Che didn't say anything, glanced at him, and walked directly to the rooftop with Rong Chen.

Lin Qinghuan felt that the air on the rooftop was good, the environment was also very good, and there was nothing to do anyway, so he thought about sitting on it for a while.

I didn't expect Rong Che to come over, I heard footsteps, and thought that Rong Chen had left and come back.

Turning his head to look at Rong Che, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, but in the end, they all turned calm: "Are you done with work?" ”

"Yes." Rong Che responded to her, walked to her and sat down, stretched out his long arm to take her into his arms, his slender legs were folded at will, looking at the same scenery as Lin Qinghuan, he breathed a sigh of relief slightly, and said slowly, casually: "Is He Ranzhi causing trouble again?" ”

Lin Qinghuan listened for a while before he smiled casually: "When won't he cause trouble?" I'm used to it! ”

Rong Che turned around and hugged her tightly in his arms, and said after a long while: "You say, when Siyuan reaches his age in the future, is he also so rebellious and causing trouble?" ”

"Then who knows?" Lin Qinghuan's voice was lazy and casual.

Rong Che was silent for a while, his wide palm gently rubbed her soft hair, and for a while, his voice was soft and gentle, and he said slowly: "You follow Rong Chen...... What are you talking about? ”

Lin Qinghuan leaned on his shoulder, the corners of his mouth raised carelessly, and the arm between the two of them was slightly stronger, wanting to push him away, but he only moved slightly, and was hugged by Rong Che again in his arms.

"Don't move, let me hold for a while."

Lin Qinghuan honestly leaned on his arms, and his tone was a little helpless: "Then do you want to talk to me, or do you want to hug me?" ”

"Isn't it okay to talk to you while holding you?"

Lin Qinghuan's tone was full of reluctance: "But the elders in the family taught me before, when talking to someone, you must look into the other person's eyes, so that you can be sincere enough." ”

"What do you want to be sincere or insincere?" Rong Che chuckled in his tone, understated: "Do we still need to think about this?" Are you afraid that I will be insincere with you, or do you think you will be insincere with me? ”

Lin Qinghuan pondered for a moment.

She was still leaning on Rong Che's shoulder, and she couldn't see what expression was on his face at the moment, so she could only guess.

After a while, he chuckled and said slowly: "How do you say it...... In fact, what I am more concerned about than the so-called fear of who is not sincere to whom is that the question you just asked needs to be treated sincerely. ”

"Really?" Rong Che asked with a smirk, and after a moment, the wide palm fell on her back, however, what was different was the position that was close to her heart from behind, as if her heartbeat was in his palm.

Then, with her chin buried deep in her neck, there was a bit of languidness and gentleness in her voice: "Okay, now, I don't need you to face me to know if you are sincere in answering my questions." ”

Lin Qinghuan was speechless: "What about me?" ”

However, before she finished speaking, Rong Che took her hand and put it on his heart, and through his clothes, his warm body temperature gradually infected his palm, as well as the beating heart in his chest.

He is like this, which really makes Lin Qinghuan unable to refute.

However, she didn't speak, so Rong Che asked casually: "Is it enough?" ”

Lin Qinghuan was speechless.

Rong Che carefully took her hand, and then, guiding her, pulled out the hem of his shirt tucked in his pants a little, then took her hand and reached into the clothes, and finally, as before, pressed to the place of his heart.

The temperature of his body was a little hot, and Lin Qinghuan's fingertips only touched it, and he involuntarily stiffened and swallowed his saliva.

The warm fingertips caressing the skin of his heart, however, she just moved, and her hand was directly caught by Rong Che: "Put it on it well, don't move, it will itch." ”

Lin Qinghuan answered a little unexpectedly: "Why are you so hot?" ”

Rong Che: "It's because your hands are cold, and my body temperature is normal." ”

"Really?"

Rong Che nodded: "Well, it's ......"

His chin rested on her neck socket, and the slightest movement would implicate Lin Qinghuan.

Her hair was tied haphazardly at the back of her head, loose, and Rong Che held her, his chin buried deep in the socket of her neck, pressing some hair against her neck, so even if he only moved slightly, the hair against her skin rubbed against it, making people tickle.

Lin Qinghuan put his hand on his heart, feeling the rhythm of his heart beating in his palm, and for a while, he couldn't remember what he was going to say.

And Rong Che doesn't seem to want to know anymore.