Ou Xiye let go of Han Nuannuan who was suppressing him, raised his thick eyebrows disdainfully, and snorted coldly: "You want me to fuck you, but I still think it's dirty!" After that, he turned and left.
dirty?!
Han Nuannuan laughed at herself as she accepted the evaluation given to her by Ou Xiye, and burst into tears again. Yes, she easily handed over her body and mind to a man who was not worth handing over at all. It was very dirty, so dirty that even she was
I despise myself.
She didn't know how long she stayed in the bathroom. It wasn't until Han Nuannuan felt the chill on her body that she walked out, and Ou Xiye was already in the room.
It doesn't matter if we leave, at least we won't be in pain anymore. If we don't meet, at least we can keep the last bit of good in each other's hearts, even though this bit of good is so humble in the face of so many misunderstandings and hurts.
After getting dressed, even though it was already ten o'clock in the evening, Han Nuannuan never wanted to stay in this place that made her extremely sad for one more second. When she took it out from the closet, she carried a small bag and walked to
I tried to open the door at the door, but found that it couldn't be opened.
"Hey, is there anyone? Open the door quickly..." Han Nuannuan banged the door vigorously and shouted with a hoarse throat.
After a while, there was a rush of footsteps outside the door, and then Sister Vi's voice came into Han Nuannuan's ears, "Young mistress, do you have any orders?"
"Sister Vi, why is my door locked? Please open it for me!" Han Nuannuan said with a frown while twisting the door handle.
Outside the door, Sister Vi said in embarrassment, "Young Mistress, I can't let you out. This door... was locked by the Young Master!"
Ou Xiye?!
Han Nuannuan's heart suddenly froze. After she realized what she was doing, she slammed the door angrily and growled: "He is imprisoned, what right does he have to do this! Let me out, tell him to let me out immediately!"
"
"Young mistress...it's useless! The young master is getting angry right now. Just wait until his anger subsides. Just bear with it..." Sister Vi said distressedly. Although she also wanted to help Han Nuannuan, she didn't want to.
There is not enough energy left.
Han Nuannuan's body completely stepped down, and she fell to the ground along the door. She leaned helplessly on the wooden door and said coldly: "Okay, I understand."
He once said that he loved her and wanted her to stay by his side for the rest of his life. Is this how he kept himself?! His lock was not only on Han Nuannuan's room door, but also on Han Nuannuan's room door.
He got into her heart and built a siege between the two of them. She couldn't get out and he couldn't get in.
*The funeral parlor was cold and sad.
An Caijia's tall body stood upright in front of Ou Bo's portrait, with indifference in her beautiful eyes. She looked at the photo and said arrogantly and evilly: "You can only blame yourself for being where you are today.
Good or bad! If you hadn't bitten me, maybe I would have considered letting you live longer, but it's a pity..."
Although her mind is filled with Ou Bo's resentful eyes before his death, she has no regrets! From the moment she decided to enter Ou's family, she had sold her soul, and she was destined not to be a good person in this life!
"Caijia, why are you here?" Suddenly, there was a steady sound of footsteps behind her, and Ou Xiye appeared behind her.
An Caijia was startled, but when she turned around, her face was full of sadness. She said with red eyes: "I can't sleep! Although I didn't have much contact with Mr. Ou, I was able to thank him for taking care of me during this time in the Ou family.
Now that he is gone, I want to come over and see him more..."
Ou Xiye looked at her and was moved in his heart, "Caijia, you are so kind!" He suddenly thought of Han Nuannuan again. Grandpa usually loves her the most, and his kindness to her is no worse than his own, but she...
He raised his head and took a deep look at Ou Bo's photo, and secretly vowed in his heart that the murderer who killed his grandfather must pay the price!
Seeing Ou Xiye's suddenly sinister and hateful face, An Caijia felt fear in her heart. She asked, "Brother Xiye, what's wrong with you?" She did it so perfectly that no one would find out that she did it.
Ou Xiye shook his head, with disappointment and pain in his deep black eyes, "Even you have such deep feelings for grandpa, but why does Han Nuannuan want to..."
"Brother Xiye..." An Caijia also looked disappointed and sad, lowered her eyes and said: "Brother Xiye, if you hadn't told me this, I wouldn't have been able to believe it. Nuannuan wasn't like this before, why would she?
To do something like this..."
Ou Xiye frowned and felt a pain in his forehead. He stroked his eyebrows and said sadly: "The first priority is to deal with grandpa's funeral affairs. I will take care of the rest after the funeral!"
An Caijia secretly raised her red lips, noticed his discomfort, and immediately pretended to be considerate, "Brother Xiye, relatives and friends who are mourning will come over tomorrow, so you should take good care of yourself! You don't look good, I
Let’s get you a glass of water.”
"Yeah." Ou Xiye nodded and glanced at An Caijia.
There was only Ou Xiye in the huge mourning hall. He stood in front of Ou Bo's portrait and stared at it for a moment, as if he wanted to carve him into his heart.
"Boom, boom, boom"
There was another tapping sound of leather shoes, and when Ou Xiye turned around, he saw Fei Fei walking in with a sad look on his face.
"Fei Fei, you can't sleep either?" Ou Xiye turned around and glanced at Fei Fei, whose eye sockets were sunken. He knew that Fei Fei's feelings for his grandfather were extraordinary, and since his grandfather passed away so suddenly, he definitely couldn't bear the blow.
Feifan looked at Ou Bo's portrait and said sadly: "My master treated me with great kindness, but before I could repay his kindness, he..." How could the feelings between Ou Bo and him be explained clearly in just a few words?
, and he is still his own...
Ou Xiye patted Fei Fei on the shoulder, as if comforting and promising, "Fei Fei, I will never let go of the murderer who killed grandpa!"
Fei Fei was startled, and his handsome black eyes met Ou Xiye's eyes as deep as black pools, and he raised his thick eyebrows: "Master, it is impossible for the young mistress to kill the master. There may be a hidden meaning in this..."
His words made Ou Xiye's face turn cold, his eyebrows raised in displeasure, and he looked at Fei Fei and raised his thin lips sarcastically, "Fei Fei, are you pleading for her?"
"No, Master!" Feifan immediately shook his head. He knew Ou Xiye's deep love for Han Nuannuan. At this time, it would not do her any good to make him realize that he had a good impression of Nuannuan.
He looked at Ou Xiye and said with a serious expression: "Master, I just think your death is too sudden and suspicious!"
"What do you mean?" Ou Xiye raised his thick eyebrows and motioned for him to continue.
"In the past few days, the master has been asking me to find someone to investigate Miss An, and this afternoon I originally made an appointment with the detective agency to send the information, but the master had something to do and asked Sister Vi. But Sister Vi was not feeling well and asked Miss An to receive her.
But Miss An said there were no visitors at all."
As Ou Xiye listened, the wrinkles between his brows deepened, "You mean, maybe grandpa discovered Caijia's secret and was silenced?"
Feifei observed his body and said cautiously: "I'm not sure that this matter must have something to do with Miss An, but I have to doubt Miss An. All this is too coincidental..."
Ou Xiye thought about it and said slowly: "I will investigate this matter clearly."
Behind the door, An Caijia's hand holding the cup of boiling water trembled suddenly. When she raised her head, she collided with Ou Xiye's eyes that glanced over unintentionally. She walked over with a smile and said softly: "Brother Xiye, have a drink of water."
"And when she saw Fei Fei on the side, she pretended to be surprised and said, "The butler is here too? I'll pour you a glass too!"
Fei Fei shook his head distantly, "No need!" Then he glanced at Ou Xiye with a solemn expression, "Master, I'm leaving first."
"Yes." Ou Xiye nodded and watched him leave. When he turned back to look at An Caijia, the words Fei Fei said echoed in his ears again. Could it be that... is grandpa's death really related to An Caijia?!
An Caijia felt the change in the way Ou Xiye looked at her, and she couldn't help feeling nervous. What should she do? How should she deal with it?!
The next day, the news of the unexpected death of Ou Bo, the president of the Ou Group, spread immediately, and countless friends from the business community came to express their condolences. After a busy day, when Ou Xiye dragged his tired body back to Ou's house, he just walked to the stairs.
I met Sister Vi who was carrying food downstairs.
Ou Xiye glanced at the untouched food on the plate, frowned, and asked coldly: "She didn't eat?"
Of course Sister Vi knew who the "she" in the young master's mouth was. She nodded and said with a worried look on her face: "Young mistress has not eaten for a day. How can she bear it when she is so thin!"
Ou Xiye's thick eyebrows frowned even more tightly. He took the dinner plate from Sister VI's hand and said in a low voice: "Okay, you can go down!"
"Yes." Sister Vi nodded and immediately went downstairs respectfully. When she walked to the stairs, she couldn't help but look back at Ou Xiye's haggard back and sighed softly. Obviously the young master cares about the young mistress.
Why did the two of them end up like this?
In the room, Han Nuannuan was sitting by the bed with her back to the door. When she heard the sound of the door being pushed open, she said without looking at anyone: "Sister Vi, I won't eat, please take it out."
Go ahead."
When Ou Xiye heard her pale and feeble voice, his heart suddenly suffocated. He tightened his hands holding the dinner plate and continued to walk towards her.
"Sister Vi, I have no appetite..." Han Nuannuan sighed, and when she turned around, she saw Ou Xiye standing in front of her. She snorted coldly and immediately darkened her face, "Why are you here?!"
"Eat." Ou Xiye put the dinner plate on the bedside table, looked at her condescendingly, and just said these two simple words coldly.
Does he care about her?! Does he still care about himself?!
Han Nuannuan glanced at him disdainfully and said coldly: "I'm not hungry!"