Shang Rong paused, adjusting his sleeves, lowering his head as if thinking about something. After a few seconds, he nodded and agreed, "Let Rong Liu go back with you."
"No need." Tian Yuan refused without hesitation, "If you have something to do, just go and do it. Ning Yueling will go back with me."
Tian Yuan was subconsciously reluctant to contact Rong Liuduo. Perhaps because of her inner reasons, she had done certain things, so no matter what, she felt that the way Rong Liuduo looked at her was different from before.
She didn't know if it was her own illusion, or if Rong Liu knew something about the explosion of the cargo ship.
But three days have passed since the cargo ship exploded, but Shang Rong has never mentioned this incident to her, and these days, she has always been worried.
It would be impossible to say that she was not afraid at all. At this moment, she seemed to be like a prisoner waiting for the verdict, waiting for the judge to judge her.
But Shang Rong was never someone she could see through.
Shang Rong sat down next to Tian Yuan and handed the almost-cooled milk to Tian Yuan. He asked Tian Yuan to drink it while it was hot. Fresh milk will have a fishy smell that affects the taste when it is cold. He looked at the time on his wrist.
He spoke slightly fast, as if he was in a hurry.
"Okay, I will ask the housekeeper to make arrangements. After lunch, you can go back with Ning Yueling. However, you must come back in three days, at most three days. During this time, I have many things to do and may not be able to spare time.
I will pick you up in person when I have time. You are in your hometown and you should take care of yourself. If you want anything, just tell the housekeeper." At the end, he added, "Say happy birthday to my third uncle for me. I'm sorry that I can't go and give it to you in person.
Happy birthday to him."
Tian Yuan smiled and said nothing. Obviously, the words Shang Rong added later were not intended to be conveyed to her third uncle. Her relationship with Shang Rong was not suitable for conveying such intimate words.
Tian Yuan paid attention to Shang Rong's movement of looking at the time. He was in a hurry, but he still sat down and talked to her. His patience with her has never changed.
"How is the investigation of the cargo ship explosion?" Tian Yuan took the milk in Shang Rong's hand and spoke softly, "You seem to be in a hurry? Rushing to deal with the cargo ship explosion? Everything is fine, how could the cargo ship explode?
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The speed of her speech was deliberately soft and slow, with a hint of probing and a hint of indifference, and she casually asked about something that suddenly occurred to her.
The sunshine outside the window is just right, the silky curtains are blown by the majestic wind, and a gust of wind blows. I take a deep breath and smell the fragrance of roses not far away. It is light and very good.
Her eyes moved away from the milk in her hand little by little, but did not fall on the person beside her. They just passed across the coffee table and fixed on a certain point outside the window, without any focus.
But his eyes never left her face. The things she asked about made him absent-minded for a few seconds. It seemed that he didn't expect that she would ask these things.
After a pause for a few seconds, Shang Rong smiled, "It's nothing. It's just that there was a problem with some parts of the old cargo ship that caused the fire. There was a lot of ammunition in the warehouse, so it exploded quickly when it encountered fire. Yuanyuan,
You are really my lucky star. If you hadn't insisted on asking me to stay that day, maybe I would be one of the survivors and would never have the opportunity to sit next to you, talk to you, and hand you milk, little one.