Feng Xiangrong smiled and gave her a chopstick: "Try it."
"It's mysterious." Cen Yunong said as he lowered his head and tasted it, "Hey, this is, could it be..."
"The imperial concubine's drunken chicken. That's right, the flavor of your hometown. How do you think it is, not bad?" Feng Xiangrong asked with a smile.
Cen Yunong paused, feeling his throat was slightly sore and his eyes becoming slightly moist.
The imperial concubine's drunken chicken was delicious, but she couldn't swallow it. Just because she was so moved now.
"You, you know so well that I like to eat this?" Cen Yunong spent a lot of effort before he could finally ask him in a calm tone.
Feng Xianrong shrugged: "If you want to know, you can find out naturally. There is no reason, only my mind. My heart."
The room fell silent for a moment, after Feng Xianrong finished speaking softly.
The sound of rain gradually became louder, like the two restless hearts of two people, gradually like thunder, and slowly became more crazy.
Under the soft candlelight, Cen Yunong felt that the deep affection in Feng Xianrong's eyes was like a tide, and it seemed that it could drown her in an instant.
And she seemed to be possessed by a demon, willing to die in such gentle eyes at this moment without any regrets.
"The language is thick." Feng Xiangrong murmured softly, and his soft voice seemed to be filled with infinite magic.
"Huh?" Cen Yunong's voice became hoarse at some point, and she responded to him in a low voice.
"Me." Feng Xianrong slowly stood up from the chair, then came to Cen Yunong, knelt down on one knee, and gently held Cen Yunong's hand with one hand. In his bright eyes,
It's all pure and sincere emotion at this moment.
Cen Yunong's throat was tense. Reason told her that she should avoid what would happen next. But her cold heart needed the care of a man who truly loved her at this moment, even if she didn't know what she really loved.
Don't love him...
"Yunong, actually I wanted to tell you from the beginning." Feng Xiangrong smiled and took out a beautiful dark blue velvet box from his pocket, "Marry me, okay?"
"Okay -" Cen Yunong's "good" word was still stuck in his throat before he could say it. He only heard a huge thunder outside, followed by the violent cry of a child from upstairs.
"Wow!"
The child was woken up from his sleep and cried loudly.
"Baby!" When Cen Yunong heard the child's cry, he immediately forgot that there was Feng Xianrong in front of him, stood up and hurried upstairs.
"Baby, mom is here, don't be afraid!"
Cen Yunong ran upstairs desperately, leaving Feng Xianrong alone downstairs.
Feng Xianrong looked at her resolutely leaving figure, with a heavy layer of gloom and disappointment between his brows.
"Failed again!" He slowly clenched his fist until the small box containing the diamond ring clenched his palm, and then he slowly released his palm.
And the sound of rain seems to be louder...
The day after the marriage proposal, Cen Yunong moved out of Feng Xianrong's nest with her child in her arms.
Feng Xiangrong couldn't resist her, so he had to temporarily find a house for the two of them to live in, and then slowly looked for a new house. It was only recently that he found this small villa that he liked.
All in all, Feng Xianrong is the best to her among these men. Maybe in the future, if they are destined to be together, they may really be together.
With this thought in mind, Cen Yunong drank the last sip of his martini, stretched his body, and realized that he was already drunk.
She was so lazy that she didn't want to move, so she lay on the stage and sang to herself, when her cell phone rang.
She took it and asked vaguely: "Hey, who is it?"
"Yunong, it's me." The moment his brother Zhou Ziqiao's familiar baritone voice came into his ears, a big smile appeared on Cen Yunong's face.
"Ah, brother! Why did you remember to call me!" Cen Yunong liked Zhou Ziqiao the most and regarded him as his closest relative.
"It's not just about making phone calls." Zhou Ziqiao's faint smile came from the other end of the phone.
"What do you mean?" Although Cen Yunong was a little drunk, his brain was still smart and calm.
"I just got off the plane and wanted to see you there. Where do you live now? Is it convenient for me to go there?" Zhou Ziqiao sounded like he was at the airport.
"I'm here." Cen Yunong looked around the luxurious rooms and didn't know what to say to her brother for a moment. But she had never hidden anything from Zhou Ziqiao since she was a child, so such a big thing happened to Zhou Ziqiao
If he doesn't ask, she won't take the initiative to tell him. But if he asks, then she must tell the truth.
So, she paused and said softly: "I gave birth to a son, became an abandoned woman, and now have 100 million US dollars. This is my current situation."
When the taxi rushed to Cen Yunong's new home, Cen Yunong had been waiting outside the door for a long time.
As soon as the car stopped, Zhou Ziqiao hurriedly got out of the car, his warm eyes full of anxiety and worry. But when he saw Cen Yunong standing in front of him unharmed, he finally relaxed.
Take a breath.
"Thank God, you're okay!" A shallow smile finally appeared on his elegant and clear face, and then he stepped forward out of habit and hugged Cen Yunong tightly in his arms.
"Brother..." Cen Yunong also hugged him hard, smelling the reassuring smell of sunshine on his body, her tears could no longer be held back and flowed down wantonly!
"Okay, okay, it's all over, Yu Nong, it's all over." Zhou Ziqiao said warmly, gently comforting Cen Yunong who was crying.
"Yes." Cen Yunong forced back tears, separated from each other's arms, and looked at him happily.
We haven’t seen each other for almost a year, and Zhou Ziqiao seems to have grown taller again. This time he is darker and thinner than last time, but his gentle and elegant temperament is still intact. No matter where he goes, Zhou Ziqiao will always be a 100% handsome boy.
"Brother, you've lost weight. Where did you go to endure hardship? Did you go to the desert to inspect plants again?" Cen Yunong smiled while holding Zhou Ziqiao's hand and walking home.
Zhou Ziqiao smiled softly, with a certain kind of endearment in his gentle eyes: "I didn't go to the desert this time. It's not a hardship. But you, I haven't seen you this year, what happened? Tell me.
How is brother?"
"Me?" Cen Yun paused, his smile condensed slightly, but in the end he shrugged, as if it didn't matter and said: "That's it, I fell in love with someone I shouldn't love. I got pregnant with the child, and then I took it with me.
The breakup fee. That’s it.”
"A breakup fee of US$100 million?" Zhou Ziqiao looked at Cen Yunong seriously, "Xiao Nong, I'm not a fool. I know there is no such thing as a pie in the world."
Cen Yunong said happily: "Yes, so my life is good. I have always wanted money, always wanted money, and then God gave me money! Haha, by the way, brother, have you met your little nephew?
?"
Zhou Ziqiao knew that she didn't like to talk about that matter, so he changed the subject: "Okay, it's time for me to see my little nephew. By the way, Xiao Nong, have you told your parents?"
Cen Yunong's brows knit together tightly, and his face turned into a sour walnut: "Tell them? Why should I tell them! Have they cared about my life or death in the past year? If I don't call them, they
Just treat me as dead, treat me as dead! Why should I call them, why should I?"
Zhou Ziqiao knew that his words touched the deepest pain in Cen Yunong's heart, so he stopped talking.
Cen Yunong is the younger sister brought in by her stepmother. Because her stepmother was originally a servant at home, and her father was the dean of the university, the identity gap between the two made this sister particularly sensitive and inferior since she was a child. If it weren't for Zhou Ziqiao's protection,
Cen Yunong may not be as good as he is now.
The stepmother is always cautious at home, fearing to say another word. She also cannot take care of her only daughter wholeheartedly.
Yu Nong has cared about this matter since she was a child. She has known how to work hard since she was a child. In order to get rid of the shadow brought by her mother, she rarely communicates with her mother actively. So, it has been almost a year since this incident happened, and there is still something wrong at home.
Nobody knows.
Zhou Ziqiao knew it now, but looking at Cen Yunong's face, he didn't dare to say a word.
He had always known this sister's temper. The stones in the pit were smelly and hard. He didn't dare to anger her.
He has to stay here to take care of her, otherwise she will really kick him out.
The little nephew lay on the quilt and fell asleep sweetly. Two shallow dimples could be seen on his chubby little face.
Cen Yunong does not have dimples, that is to say, the child's father has two dimples. And judging from the child's good-looking appearance, the child's father should not be an ugly person.
So, what kind of man kidnapped his little sister, tricked her into giving birth to a child and then abandoned her?
Zhou Ziqiao leaned over and looked at his little nephew lying on the small bed, and for the first time, a trace of hatred appeared in his gentle eyes!
No matter who it is, as long as someone does such an excessive thing to his sister, he will absolutely, absolutely not forgive him! Absolutely!
Cen Yunong did not ignore the emotion in Zhou Ziqiao's eyes. In fact, she understood this brother's inner activities very well. She had been Zhou Ziqiao's follower since she was a child, so every subtle expression of his could not escape her eyes.
"Do you want to know who the father of the child is?" Cen Yunong raised his head and looked at Zhou Ziqiao bravely, smiling slightly.
"Do you want to say it? If you don't want to say it, Xiao Nong, don't force yourself." Zhou Ziqiao was still polite and sensible.
"I know that I shouldn't hide anything from you." Cen Yunong smiled slightly, with a slight bitterness in the smile, "So, the father of the child is Gu Shaoqin. The eldest young master of the Gu family in the city, Gu Shaoqin."
"Gu family?" Zhou Ziqiao was slightly startled and looked up at Cen Yunong, "Is it the Gu family, the first family in politics? Is it the Gu family or..."