Anna did not dare to cry out in pain, but she smiled and apologized to Murong: "I'm sorry, Miss Murong, I have an endocrine disorder recently and my temper is a bit bad. We will be more careful with your brother in the future."
"No, it's okay..." Murong Rong looked at Ouyang Ye fearfully, fearing that he would slap her if he got angry.
Ouyang Ye was still angry and said to Murong Rong: "Miss Murong, if you don't feel angry, you can slap her."
Murong Rong waved her hands quickly, half of Anna's face was already red and swollen, and she couldn't do it no matter how much she hated her.
Although Anna smiled nonchalantly, as if nothing had happened, the tears flashing in her eyes due to pain still betrayed her.
Murong Rong couldn't help but sigh, she was his lover after all, she had been with him for several years, and she showed no mercy at all. What would happen to a stranger like her?
"Miss Murong, we will do our best to take good care of your brother. I, Ouyang Ye, am also a big business person, and I keep my word. All my friends in the business community can testify to this. Here I am making a promise to you.
A promise that what happened to my brother will never happen again."
"Yeah." Besides trusting them, what other choice does Murong Rong have? She has long been meat on their chopping board, ready to be slaughtered by them.
Ouyang Ye was particularly kind and friendly today, changing his aggressive gangster style in the past. Murong Rong was flattered and suspected of misunderstanding.
After Anna came out of her room, the Ouyang family's servant asked her to go to Ouyang Xiyu's room, saying that the eldest lady had invited her.
Ouyang Xiyu wore a plain dress, looking delicate and delicate.
She sat in a wheelchair and looked at the scenery outside the window. The scar on her face had healed a lot.
"Miss, are you looking for me?"
Ouyang Xiyu slowly turned around and pointed her slender fingers at the chair opposite her, asking Murong Rong to sit down.
Murong sat down uneasily. Every time she walked into Ouyang's house, she felt indescribably uneasy, like walking on thin ice.
Ouyang Xiyu looked at Murong Rong quietly, looking very carefully, from eyebrow to eye, from head to toe.
"Miss, what do you want?"
Ouyang Xiyu didn't answer, he was absorbed in his own thoughts and ignored everything in the outside world.
Murong Rong couldn't get an answer from Ouyang Xiyu, so he imitated Ouyang Xiyu and looked at him.
Upon closer inspection, Murong Rong found that at first glance she looked very similar to Ouyang Xiyu, but upon closer inspection, there were still big differences between them.
Not to mention her temperament, her girlish temperament cannot catch up with Ouyang Xiyu's pampered ladylike temperament. Her every move is noble and elegant.
In terms of facial features, Ouyang Xiyu's nose is slightly taller than hers, and her face is slightly larger than hers.
Ouyang Xiyu's eyelids are swollen, and her eyes are relatively deep, like Ouyang Ye. Her chin is a bit pointier than Murong Rong's, and she is the same model as Mrs. Ouyang whom Murong Rong met that day.
Their statures are also different. They sit on chairs at the same height, and Ouyang Xiyu appears to be taller than Murong Rong.
Also, I wonder if it’s because Ouyang Xiyu is four years older than Murong Rong and is much calmer than Murong Rong.
Ouyang Xiyu read it quietly, and then his hoarse voice slowly sounded: "I'll take a picture of you."
Although it is a declarative sentence, it carries an unquestionable command.
Ouyang Xiyu picked up the SLR camera next to him and took a dozen photos of Murong Rong from every angle.
"Seeing you reminds me of me before I was disfigured. I want to take a few photos to remember you. You won't refuse, right?"
Murong Rong was about to ask Ouyang Xiyu why he took such a photo, but Ouyang Xiyu spoke first.
When Murong Rong saw Ouyang Xiyu's half-ruined face, she swallowed whatever words came to her lips.
Ouyang Xiyu took the photo and said, "You love him very much, right? He must be very kind to you. I see a faint light of happiness surrounding you."
Murong Rong lowered his head and looked at himself, is there any? Can you see this too?
"What does he like to eat? What color clothes does he like? What kind of wine does he like to drink? What pastimes does he like? Does he have any special hobbies?" Ouyang Xiyu asked lightly.
Murong Rong shook her head, she didn't know any of this.
Because of Ouyang Xiyu's question, Murong Rong realized that she didn't know Yin Zai at all. She didn't know what he loved, liked, or his taste. She didn't even know everything about him, yet she dared to tell herself that