Chapter 1297 The day after she gave birth, she left.
Hua Rong agreed on his location in a western restaurant in London, which was very close to his home.
She was cutting steak over there when he passed.
It was probably her lunch.
On the right-hand side is an opened bottle of red wine.
Seeing him coming, she put down the dishes and asked with a smile, "What do you want to eat?" ”
"I've already eaten it." Fu Tingyuan walked over and sat opposite her, only then did he raise his head and carefully look at Hua Rong's appearance.
She wore a red double-breasted lapel woolen coat with black straight boots on her feet, and she leaned back on the dining chair with her legs crossed, wearing pale orange lipstick to make her complexion fair. Her hair was cut short and dyed blue, and a thin silver ear line was adorned with her earlobes, which loomed in her hair with her movements, looking delicate and playful.
In the past three years since she divorced Feng Jin, she had to flee and live a very nourishing and beautiful life.
There is no doubt about it.
Thinking of Feng Jin, who was drinking sullen wine at his house, and looking at the heartless person eating steak in front of him, Fu Tingyuan leaned back on the dining chair and sighed silently.
He didn't know what to make of it.
He was right, this woman would never let herself be down.
In other words, she is the most enjoyable of all the people he knows.
After all, it is very incredible for an underworld lady to come out as an agent.
"Feng Jin has been looking for you." He gave her a mention.
Hua Rong lowered her head and picked up the red wine glass and took a sip of wine, her tone was still her unique lazy and charming: "Let's meet again after a long absence, don't discuss such an obscure thing." ”
Bad luck......
Fu Tingyuan was silent again.
He was a little sympathetic to Feng Jin.
It was too bad luck to provoke such a terrible woman and be dumped by such a terrible woman.
Fu Tingyuan leaned back in the chair, his fingers gently and unconsciously tapped the armrest, Hua Rong swallowed a sip of wine, and raised his head to look at Fu Tingyuan: "I only received the news not long ago about the beginning of the year. I haven't been very peaceful in the past few years, you know. She reached out and stroked her short hair, lowered her head and was silent for a while, as if organizing her words, "I received news that she was back half a year ago, but Interpol chased after her, I don't want to cause trouble for you, I didn't mean not to come to see her." …… I've been missing her all these years. ”
She raised her head and inhaled softly, her tone a little hoarse, "...... I kind of regret that I didn't come. ”
Fu Tingyuan leaned there and didn't speak. He is not good at comforting others, and he doesn't want to understand Hua Rong's regrets, and now he is too busy to take care of himself, and he can't spare much of a mood to discuss Luo Nanchu's affairs with others.
Hua Rong held her forehead and was silent for a while, then raised her head to look at him and asked, "Ting Yuan, are you okay?" Is there anything I can help you with? ”
They are still very good friends after all, although she told Fu Tingyuan that she was passing through London, but they both knew that she suddenly appeared, I am afraid that she was worried about him.
"It's fine." He is not a person who likes to confide in others, he poured a glass of red wine, took a sip, and said slowly, "Except for a little unaccustomed, everything is as usual." ”
He is very good at hiding his emotions and is also very good at enduring pain, it may be that what happened when he was young made his character, so what he is thinking in his heart is generally difficult for people outside to see clearly.
"You can get by alone." Hua Rong comforted him gently, "When we are together, I feel that I will die if I leave each other, but in fact, it is good to get used to it." ”