As his fingers tapped on the table, the man's face gradually became gloomy.

The atmosphere in the box was quiet.

But there is a faint undercurrent surging.

Just when Duan Fei thought he was going to lose his temper, Rong Moyou continued, "You have been saying that you want to break up with me before. Isn't it because I want to marry Zhou Yueyao?"

???

Duan Fei frowned unconsciously, "Yes, that's because I don't want to be the third party in your marriage, but that doesn't mean that if you don't marry her, I will marry you..."

"But it was because of you that I broke off the engagement with her." Rong Mo interrupted carelessly.

Duan Fei's brows instantly furrowed even more tightly, "Didn't Miss Zhou break off the engagement with you?"

Rong Moyou: “…………”

Is this the point?

Moreover……

The man's eyebrows twitched slightly. After nearly five seconds of silence, he said, "Do you really think I was dumped by her?"

Duan Fei wisely chose not to speak.

But Rong Mo looked at her expression carelessly...

He explained, "She gave me some kind of LSD that night, so I went into the bedroom and wanted to touch you."

Duan Fei couldn't help but laugh, "I saw that you were very conscious at the time, and you didn't look like you were drugged at all."

"Later, I went to the doctor for a body fluid test. Do I need to show you the report?" Rong Mo asked back.

Duan Fei: "...No need."

"But that's not the point of the problem." Rong Moyou said, "The point is, you should think carefully about marrying me."

Why did it come back again?

Duan Fei could only repeat again, "I also said, I won't marry you..."

"Okay." Rong Molan nodded unexpectedly.

Duan Feizheng was surprised.

The next second.

"Then continue to stay by my side until you are willing to marry me."

Duan Fei was going crazy, "Rong Moyou, what are you thinking? How many times have I told you that the reason why I followed you before was because my grandma was sick and I needed a lot of money to treat her illness and take medicine.

Now that my grandma is gone, I’ve had enough of the undignified life I had before, I want upright freedom, and I want to have my own life!”

After a long speech, Rong Mo frowned slightly, "Follow me, and you can have freedom."

"Impossible!" Duan Fei denied directly.

Rong Mo narrowed his eyes, "Why?"

Duan Fei said, "I understand your character. You are bossy, overbearing, selfish and dictatorial..."

Rong Mo's eyebrows twitched again.

In her eyes, he has so many shortcomings?

"And a man like you will not allow your woman to do anything that makes you unhappy. In your eyes, women may be just tools to vent your desires. The most important thing is that I don't like you at all, so I won't

I'm with you." After Duan Fei finished speaking, she felt a little thirsty, so she picked up the lemonade in front of her and started drinking.

Rong Moyou just looked at her like this until the box door was knocked.

The waiter came in with a dining cart and started serving food.

The two people at the table were so quiet, just watching the waiter serve the dishes.

"Mr. Rong, your dishes have been served. I wish you a pleasant meal."

Rong Moyou nodded slightly.

After the waiter left and the box door closed, he said, "Let's eat first."

Duan Fei didn't want to eat it at first.

But everyone was already sitting at the dining table, and it was already past one o'clock in the afternoon. I was really hungry. Those dishes were placed in front of me, and the smell was fragrant...

She took off her coat, picked up a wet tissue and wiped her fingers before starting to eat.

The whole meal was very quiet.

After eating, Rong Mo stood up carelessly and said, "Let's go."

Duan Fei picked up her bag and coat and left with him.

Along the way there were all kinds of "Mr. Rong", "Mr. Rong"...

Duan Fei kept her head down, and even reached out to push her hair down, so that she didn't see the man in front of her suddenly stop, and then she bumped into his back.

"Well……"

Duan Fei was startled and hurriedly steadied herself.

The man turned around and looked at her, "Why are you walking so carelessly?"

After saying that, he reached out to touch her forehead, "Let me see if there is any impact."

Duan Fei blushed and tried to hide. She even hit him because she was too nervous, "Don't touch me!"

Rong Moyou: "..."

The waiters around them looked at them.

That look...

Rong Mo gritted his teeth carelessly.

He didn't know how he could endure it at that time.

**

Just took the car back home.

Sister Juan and Cheng Fang carried their luggage upstairs and asked for instructions in front of the master bedroom, "Third Master, which room should I put my things in?"

Duan Fei immediately reached out and gestured, "That room."

Sister Juan: "..."

Cheng Fangye: "..."

To the surprise of the two of them, Rong Mo nodded carelessly, "Listen to her."

Sister Juan Cheng Fang: "???"

Duan Fei felt relieved and said, "I'm going to paint."

With that said, he came to the studio next to the master bedroom.

Unexpectedly, Rong Moyou also came over.

Duan Fei felt nervous and subconsciously blocked the door, "What are you doing?"

Rong Mo looked at her in a condescending manner, "Forget it if you don't let me in the master bedroom, you won't let me in the guest room either?"

Duan Fei said, "Didn't I just say that the guest room you live in is where you lived before."

"I have a spare key for every room here." Rong Mo said a word to stop her thoughts, "If you don't let me in now, I will go in in the future, or..."

He suddenly raised his eyebrows, "What's the secret inside?"

"No!" Duan Fei squeezed her hands angrily and finally gave way, "You can watch it if you want."

Her painting has begun to take shape, and the next step is various coloring and adjustments.

But her painting was relatively obscure, so there was no need to feel guilty, so what if Rong Moyou saw it? Anyway, he couldn't understand it, let alone associate it with himself...

"Ah."

Rong Mo chuckled carelessly and walked into the studio.

As soon as I entered, I saw a room full of dazzling paintings, and in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, there was an easel.

Behind the lenses, the man's eyes were scanning one by one, his expression neither sad nor happy.

Duan Fei also stood by and looked at him expressionlessly, until the man suddenly walked towards the easel.

Her eyes moved slightly, and her heart twitched.

Rong Mo paused in front of the easel, looking at the painting on the canvas with his face slightly sideways.

He didn't speak, he just stood there and looked at it for a long time, until...

Duan Fei was nervous and embarrassed, and even wondered if he had seen something?

Then--
To be continued...