Fu Yi Jian Jun buried his face in Ye Ruohuan's neck socket and said in a deep voice.

I didn't protect you.

Fu Yijian's last sentence made Ye Ruohuan's emotions collapse, she closed her eyes, tears soaked the hair between her sideburns, and kept shaking her head in denial.

Her hand tightly grasped Fu Yijian's forearm, her body trembled slightly, and she tried her best to hide the grief in her heart.

There were snowflakes floating outside the window, and the white expanse reflected the cold moonlight, and the two people in the nest couldn't help but hug each other, absorbing each other's warmth and strength, and comforting each other silently.

I don't know how long it took, Ye Ruohuan fell asleep.

Fu Yijian glanced at Ye Ruohuan who was sleeping, gently lifted the quilt and got out of bed, changed his clothes and left the villa.

After Fu Yijian drove away, the person on the bed suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes were full of sadness.

The mobile phone she put under the pillow lit up in the dark, and Ye Ruohuan's eyes were fixed on the text message on the mobile phone screen.

This is a screenshot He Miaoran sent to her tonight.

"At twelve o'clock tonight, we will meet in room 1201 of the Fu Hotel." ——The person who sent the text message was Fu Yijian, who had just left.

The sending time is 3 p.m.

Ye Ruohuan's eyelashes trembled, looking at the mobile phone screen, and she felt sad in her heart.

Tonight, she asked Fu Yijian, do you blame her?

Ye Ruohuan not only felt guilty in her heart, but also wanted to see Fu Yijian's heart clearly and wanted to know his attitude.

She wanted to ask Fu Yijian even more, why did she say that she was not to blame, and on the other hand, she went to find another woman?

Ye Ruohuan didn't know, should she believe Fu Yijian?

And Fu Yijian probably wouldn't know that He Miaoran had already shown his hole cards to Ye Ruohuan.

Half an hour later, a tall man with a handsome face and a black trench coat appeared in front of a room in the Fu Hotel.

The next moment, the person inside opened the door, looked at the handsome face of the person who came with a clear silhouette, and shouted, "Yi Jian." ”

When He Miaoran received Fu Yijian's text message in the afternoon, she thought she was dreaming, but now, Fu Yijian appeared at the door of the room as promised, she looked at the real person in front of her, and a trace of trance flashed on her face, only to understand that she was not dreaming.

It's all true.

He Miaoran couldn't help but laugh happily, she turned sideways and let Fu Yijian in.

Fu Yijian didn't look at her, and walked into the room with an indifferent expression.

He Miaoran was wearing a white bathrobe, intentionally or unintentionally tearing open the neckline, revealing the delicate collarbone and the white and tender skin on the chest, a pair of beautiful legs were exposed, and she had a good figure.

Her hair was damp over her shoulders, and she exuded an enchanting scent, apparently freshly bathed.

He Miaoran closed the door, a secret smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she twisted her soft waist and followed behind Fu Yijian.

Fu Yijian walked into the room, a pungent smell of perfume poured into his nose, his brows furrowed imperceptibly, and his footsteps stopped in the living room.

"Have a glass of wine and warm up?"

He Miaoran had already prepared red wine, and she handed one of the glasses to Fu Yijian.

Fu Yijian put his hands in the pockets of his windbreaker, and he lowered his eyes and said lightly: "No need." ”

He Miaoran laughed dryly, she put down the wine glass, walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, folded her long legs, and asked softly, "How is Ruohuan now?" I heard she had a terrible fall that morning. ”

He Miaoran spoke with a little worry in her tone.

Fu Yijian's brows twisted fiercely, and he said without emotion: "Very good." ”

"Really? I hope she can come out as soon as possible, after all, losing a child is a big blow to a woman. ”

He Miaoran's eyes flashed, and her words seemed to mean something.

Fu Yijian continued: "The wicked have their own harvest, because I have found the culprit who pushed Huanhuan down the stairs." ”

After he finished speaking, his eyelids lifted slightly, and his gaze gently fell on He Miaoran's face, catching the dodge in her eyes and the stiffness that flashed on her face.

Fu Yijian's hands in his pockets couldn't help but clench his fists, and there was a flame in his eyes.

The look on He Miaoran's face froze for a moment, and he pretended to be surprised and asked, "Oh my God! Who is the person who hurt Ruohuan? ”

Fu Yijian looked at her coldly and asked her, "What do you think?" ”

"Me? How could I possibly know? He Miaoran said with a sneer.

He Miaoran only found out at this moment that Fu Yijian didn't make an appointment with her at all to spend the Spring Festival with her, but came to Xingshi to ask for guilt!

"You dare to say that the woman in the surveillance video is not you? Do you dare to say that you weren't wearing the exact same white dress that day? Do you dare to say that the earrings you wore that day were not these? ”

Fu Yijian's face turned cold, and he threw one of the earrings onto the bed beside He Miaoran.

He Miaoran heard Fu Yijian's question, a trace of panic flashed in her eyes, and when she saw the earrings, her face turned completely white.

"Huh? Why don't you speak? ”

Fu Yijian's eagle eyes were as cold as ice, locked on He Miaoran's face.

If the line of sight can pierce people, He Miaoran has been cut by Fu Yijian's eyes at this moment.

He Miaoran shook her head and pretended to be calm and retorted: "Yi Jian, you may have misunderstood, how could I push Ruohuan downstairs?" What motive do I have to harm her? ”

He Miaoran still had a glimmer of hope in her heart, because she dared to be sure that the video at that time had been destroyed by her, and she could completely get rid of the evidence mentioned later.

Fu Yijian laughed angrily: "No motive? Looking for someone to follow Huanhuan, not you? Conspired with my mother to break us apart, not you? ”

The expression on He Miaoran's face was completely stiff, and she only then reacted, why did the secretary resign abruptly this morning, it turned out that she had already been exposed by others!

A trace of ruthlessness flashed in He Miaoran's eyes, she calculated everything, and she only missed the people around her.

Now that everything is known to Fu Yijian, He Miaoran rushed over in a hurry, trying to grab Fu Yijian's clothes, but Fu Yijian flexibly flashed and dodged.

He Miaoran fell to the ground, crying with tears on her face: "Yijian, I...... I had no choice but to ...... You know, I like you...... I'm all ...... because I like you So what to do......"

"Yi Jian, you forgive me once, just forgive me this time......"

He Miaoran grabbed Fu Yijian's trouser leg and begged.

When Fu Yijian heard He Miaoran's words, anger burst out in his eyes, his hands clenched into fists, the green tendons on his forehead were faintly visible, he looked down at He Miaoran, and asked in a cold voice, "Did you really do it?" ”

He Miaoran's expression was slightly stunned, what?

Didn't Fu Yijian already determine that she did it? Why do you still say such things?

Her eyes flashed, could it be that Fu Yijian was tricking her?

Fu Yijian's next words confirmed her conjecture: "There is no video at all, and no one has exposed you, everything is just you cocooning yourself and admitting it yourself!" ”