The matter of the Rong family's ancient building came to an end for the time being. On a sunny morning, Su Mian climbed out of bed with heavy dark circles under her eyes. She had a nightmare last night.【】
In the dream, those playful golden eyes were still staring at her, repeating slowly in her ear: "My little slave, little slave..."
Compared with before, there were not too many words, just a few simple words, which put a label on Su Mingsun that could not be removed, like a big curse, boom boom boom——
After being brainwashed by such horrific things all night, Su Mian woke up in a cold sweat. While wiping the sweat from his forehead, he called Rong Feng.
After all, he had dug such a big hole, and he didn't know how many layers of skin Rong Feng had to peel off.
Su Mingming's consistent principle is that if there is a situation - Rong Feng comes up, and then she comes to express condolences to the wounded soldiers.
Therefore, since childhood, Rong Feng has often cleaned up Su Minsun's bad deeds and been punished. Sometimes she teased her, and Rong Feng said that her image was ruined by her. Fortunately, one of them was willing to fight and the other was willing to suffer.
, but I’m used to it.
"The number you dialed cannot be connected at the moment, please try again later..." Rong Feng's phone number could not be connected, so Su simply went to Bi Ling Zhai, thinking that this is the place where he usually lives.
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Before reaching the door of Bilingzhai, she saw that the door was ajar. Su Mian felt strange. When she entered, she found that the people in Bilingzhai shouting were faces she was unfamiliar with.
"What's going on?" Su Mian asked Xiaofu, the waiter next to him.
As soon as Xiaofu saw Su Mianmen, he immediately fluttered his little wings like a sparrow and flew out chirping. Pulling Su Mianmen aside, he pointed at the vicious man who led this group of people, "These people are here to ship goods."
"Where's Rong Feng?" she asked.
Xiao Fu pursed his lips and looked upstairs, "Young master has been like this since morning and hasn't come down since."
Su Mingsun glanced around and his eyes fell on one of them.
The young man was looking at Su Mingmo, their eyes met, but he turned his head again.
She withdrew her gaze, walked straight upstairs, opened the door, and saw Rong Feng sitting there drinking tea. She breathed a sigh of relief. Su Mingshu tightened his lip lines and said, "Young Master Rong, please put it down."
What's the score? A group of people are waiting for you below, are you drinking tea here?"
Seeing Su Ming's arrival, Rong Feng did not show any surprise. He waved his hand and said coolly as a young master: "Ahem, we are closed today and we are not doing business. What, did you miss me?" Rong Feng sat there.
Across the table from her, a beautiful smile hung on her lips. She put her hands on the table and tilted her head to study Su Ming's reaction.
Su Mian was used to his convulsions for a long time, so he simply replied, "I wish you were dead, but that's enough!"
"This is not easy. Just remember to collect the body for me when Third Father comes back!" Rong Feng looked at her.
"..." Su Mian was silent, swallowed and said, "What?"
"Well, you can't bear to see me die," Rong Fengfeng said with a raised eyebrow.
Su Mian was making circles on the table with her fingers. When she looked up, she saw him holding his chin with his hand, looking at her with a passionate look. She felt a little strange, how could Rong Feng, who had always followed the rules, show such a look?
With a very spring expression, he immediately curled his lips and sneered slightly.