On the screen is a zoomed-in photo, no, no, no, to be exact, it is an edited news that is about to be sent out - "ROYE YI Night Club Creative Director Yu Lianqiao, suspected of the renewal of the old relationship between the two".

In the photo, Forsythia and Yi Yang kissed together, maybe because of the angle capture, it looks like a couple who are kissing in a secluded corner with urgency, but this is not the case.

"Feng Lixing, do I have a chance to explain!"

"Explain what? Explain why you got involved with her fiancé despite your sister's affection, or why such unclean photos were taken secretly? ”

With such a mocking tone, what else could Forsythia say.

Her temper has always been soft rather than hard.

"Okay, since you think so in your heart, then I don't think I need to explain, you can believe that these are not photos that you have seen with your own eyes, yes, I am the man who robbed the slut regardless of my sister's affection, and I also had a fuck with her man, and even the photos were posted on the Internet, anyway, this is not the first time for me to have this kind of scandal, in your eyes, in the eyes of everyone, my Yu Forsythia has never been faceless and skinless, and I am not ashamed?"

After she finished speaking indignantly, she directly opened the car door and went down, leaving Feng Lixing sitting in the car, trying to digest what she just said.

Okay, okay!

It wasn't the first time he knew that this woman had a leg with Yi Yang anyway.

Last time at Walkerhill, he had seen a photo of them kissing at the door of the room, not to mention that he didn't have any real feelings for her, right? It's nothing more than trying to figure out her body, and I want to use her as a pawn!

So Forsythia got out of the car angrily, and he didn't chase it.

As soon as the car stepped on the accelerator, it drove past her with a "boom".

That's Repulse Bay in Hong Kong's wealthy area.

In the middle of the night, there was not a single ghost on the road, and the forsythia had no shoes on his feet, and he walked carefully at every step, but when he walked to the soles of his feet, he was sore, and his body was cold and he still didn't hit a car.

In the end, he simply didn't leave and sat on the curb of the road.

Her heart was sour, but fortunately she still had a chocolate in her pocket, the chocolate that the chef left for her that week.

Forsythia carefully peeled off the tin foil outside, and the rich aroma of chocolate came to the nose, and the mouth was full of bitter and sweet taste.

Look up, the road is empty, and the street lights are shining white in front of you, but where is the end?

There was no end in sight, for she felt like her path was all messed up.

Why did she care so much about what Feng Lixing thought of her?

Why is she trying to explain those photos?

And why was he so sad and wronged when he misunderstood himself and Yi Yang?

Everything is messed up, it shouldn't have been like this.

The traffic flow on the Hong Kong road in the middle of the night has decreased significantly, Feng Lixing has been racing all the way, the speed of the car has increased to 100 yards, and he still hasn't been able to carry the anxiety in his heart after driving out for dozens of kilometers, so he turned the car around and returned the same way.

Forsythia sat on the curb with her hands on her knees, her short burgundy hair hanging from the back of her head, and her loose lounge clothes looked funny and abrupt.

Feng Lixing saw the huddled figure from afar, slowed down the car, and drove leisurely in front of her.

"Get in the car!" He rolled down the window and shouted at Forsythia.

Forsythia lifted her face from her knees, and glanced at her with a very light look, ignoring it.

Feng Li had no choice but to open the car door and shout again: "Get in the car, it's almost dawn, I'll send you back to the hotel first!" ”

This time, Forsythia didn't even bother to aim at him, patted his sore calf and stood up.

Feng Lixing thought she was going to get into the car, but this little girl was barefoot, so she walked past the car.

Walk over... What does she want to do?

"Hey, you don't want to go back?"

Forsythia still ignored it and continued to walk forward, her white and slender feet were particularly dazzling under the light of the street lamp.

Feng Lixing's anger is nowhere to be released!

What else does she want?

What else do you want from him?

He's already down the steps and came back to pick her up, what is she still hanging on? Still excited? It's clear that she was at fault first.

Feng Lixing chased after her in annoyance and pulled her shoulder.

"What are you making a fuss about?"

"I'm not making a fuss, let go." She really didn't make a fuss, she shook her shoulders, and walked forward again with a very calm face.

Seeing that she had walked dozens of meters forward, her stiff back was wrapped in loose clothes, and the hem of her clothes swayed when the night breeze blew.

If you walk barefoot like this, won't you get cold and cold?

Little Niko!

Feng Lixing simply didn't say anything, walked over directly, pinched his waist and carried the forsythia to his shoulder.

"Hey, what are you doing! Let me down, do you hear, let me down..."The ghost cried wolf, but no matter how she screamed, she didn't let go, and finally threw her into the back seat of the car like a sack, closed the door, and locked the central control.

The car whizzed out, carrying Forsythia in the back seat and struggling noisily, all the way to the dust.

The car was faster, already over a hundred yards.

Feng Lixing didn't bother to ask her which hotel she was staying in, he parked the car directly in the parking lot of the peninsula, and carried the forsythia out of the car like a sack, carried it all the way to his room on the top floor, and threw her onto the sofa.

Forsythia struggled all the way, exhausted, and stopped shouting, and obediently got up from the sofa and brushed the hair that was messed up on his forehead.

"What did you bring me here for? Have a new invitation to me? The opening was a stinging word, but fortunately, Feng Lixing's psychology was strong enough, and he lowered his head and drank coldly: "Sit down for me, and I'll clean you up in a while!" ”

After drinking and scolding, he took out his mobile phone and dialed Wang Qi's number: "Did you see the photo I just sent you?" This photo was anonymously posted to my phone about four hours ago, and I think it was taken by a reporter who went to the anniversary celebration of Modern today. I don't care what you do, I must stop this reporter from leaking the photos by any means...!! ”

After Feng Lixing finished explaining to Wang Qi, he hung up the phone, still staring at the forsythia on the sofa with those cold eyes.

Forsythia was prickly in his eyes, but he couldn't figure out why he was doing it.

"What do you mean? Help me? ”

"Help? Don't be delusional, I just don't want to cause trouble for myself, after all, once this news gets out, the stock market of Blind and LA'MO will be implicated, and you are the creative director of my best position, and there was such a scandal within a few days of taking office, how will I face everyone when I have an antique conference next time. ”

After he finished speaking angrily, he threw a thin blanket to Forsythia: "I'll sleep here tonight and wait for news from Wang Qi tomorrow morning." ”

Then he went into the bedroom and closed the door.

Forsythia basically didn't sleep in the second half of the night, lying on the sofa with his eyes open.

So much had happened at that anniversary, and she was in a trance, where could she still sleep.

After about two hours, it was dawn.

There has been no movement in the bedroom, it seems that Feng Lixing has slept well, until the doorbell rings outside the door, Forsythia wanted to wake up Feng Lixing to open the door, but because he really didn't want to see his big ice face, Forsythia went to open the door by himself.

"Director Wang...?"

"Forsythia?"

Almost two women inside and outside the door made noises at the same time.