also made her feel a warm current slowly surging out of her heart for no reason.

This is really an extremely bad psychological change......

......

"Good. ”

At this moment, he looked into her eyes.

Unconsciously dyed with a little bit of affection.

Even the voice that spoke had a bit of obvious tenderness.

Ye Lanxi raised her eyes to look at him.

The gentle look cloth on his handsome and tough facial features made his sharp eyebrows and eyes instantly soften.

This kind of him gives people the illusion that he is a good man who is gentle and infatuated.

Such a person is like the "demon" last night.

Let her heart, which has always been guarded, unconsciously want to let go.

The warm current that she felt for no reason in her heart was an emotion called "grievance" in her heart, and her tears were like beads with broken threads, falling down incessantly.

It's a really bad psychological change......

Crying and crying.

She was so tired of crying that she fell asleep in his arms.

......

Ye Lanxi woke up again at noon.

Her hands and wounds had been bandaged.

"Squeak. ”

A maid dressed in a gothic maid outfit pushed the door open and walked in.

The maid looked to be about forty or fifty years old, with black and white hair coiled in the back of her head.

She also carried a tray in her hand.

On the tray was a bowl of porridge and a few side dishes.

She walked to the head of the bed with the tray and stood still, with an amiable face: "Miss Ye, let's eat something." ”

Ye Lanxi's eyes were empty and he shook his head gently.

The maid continued: "Miss Ye, you haven't eaten for two days, if you continue like this, your body can't bear it, eat a little bit." ”

Ye Lanxi remembered that this maid was called "Aunt Mei".

"I don't eat it. ”

"Miss Ye......"

"Take it. ”

......

Aunt Mei looked at her with a complicated expression.

Sighing without a trace, he placed the tray containing food in his hand on the bedside table, quietly withdrew, and closed the door, locking it from the outside.

After she left.

Ye Lanxi felt as if a pair of eyes were watching her in the dark.

She has always trusted her instincts.

Following his psychological feelings, he turned his head suddenly, and his gaze successfully fell on an infrared sensor pinhole camera installed in a corner above the ceiling to the left of the room entrance.

Hehe......

Without thinking about it, she could guess that her every move in the room at this moment was completely under Fu Qingcang's surveillance.

It's all right under his nose.

The demonic man.

At the same time—

City A, in the office building of the headquarters of the Fu Group Building.

In the president's office on the top floor, Fu Qingcang sits leaning in the boss's chair between a luxurious, modernly designed desk and a large floor-to-ceiling window.

He took a cup of coffee to his lips and took a sip, staring at the computer screen on the table in front of him.

On the computer in front of him, the monitoring in the room where Ye Lanxi was was being called up.

The glance when Ye Lanxi turned his head to look at the camera just now actually made Fu Qingcang feel that she was looking at him through the screen of his computer.

"Ye, Lan, Xi ......"

He put down the coffee cup in his hand, crossed his index fingers with both hands, propped up his chin, and stared at Ye Lanxi, who was sitting motionless at the head of the bed in the computer screen.

Suddenly.

In his mind, the conversation he had had with her last night vaguely echoed.