But don't think that he was worried that she wouldn't be able to get a taxi, so he lent her the car to drive. After all, the last sentence in his words explained word for word that he wanted her to drive at six o'clock tomorrow morning.
Come and pick him up personally.
Although this Fu Tingfeng has a high and powerful position, he has no followers except for a bodyguard and a driver.
But now, she, a personal bodyguard who also had many other duties such as secretary, suddenly had the additional responsibility of acting as a driver.
I have to say that this Fu Tingfeng is really weird to the extreme.
Song Lianyi shook her head helplessly, turned around, walked towards the car, and drove the extended Lincoln car slowly out of the yard of the Fu family's mansion.
However, what Song Lianyi didn't know was that Fu Tingfeng, who had been striding ahead, finally turned around suddenly after hearing the sound of the car getting farther and farther away.
His tall and straight figure stood quietly under the moonlight. His whole body was a little less cold than before, and inexplicably felt more gentle and jade-like.
Seeing the extended Lincoln car slowly disappearing in front of him, Fu Tingfeng's mind suddenly recalled the diary page he accidentally saw on the desk of Song Lianyi's house that night.
[——Is the you I saw really a dream? Although three full years have passed, I still remember everything I experienced with you.
——I remember your warm arms hugging me tightly from behind;
——I remember you carrying me on the road on a rainy day, the big black umbrella in your hand;
——I remember you walking with me on the snowy ground under the first snow, you holding my hand and the warm smile on your lips.
——I remember you said it’s snowing. If you don’t hold an umbrella and keep walking, can you get to Baitou all the way?
——I still remember all of this in the deepest part of my heart.
——I have been praying, hoping that God will allow me to see you again, and hope that I can see your warm smile that always lives in my memory.
——I originally thought I would never see you again in this life, but tonight, is it the first snow that makes me realize my wish?
——On the road with the first snow falling, I once again saw the smile and those eyes that remain deep in my memory...
——All of this, I shouldn’t be dreaming, right?
——Achen, where are you now? Where are you? Do you know that Ripple really misses you?!]
Achen...Achen...Xiao Jingchen...
Xiao Jingchen!
Xiao Jingchen, the former president of Dongning State, died of illness during a national rebellion three years ago. His appearance was handsome and extraordinary, and the most dazzling and eye-catching thing was Xiao Jingchen's amber pair that glowed like faint silver moonlight.
Colorful eyes.
Fu Tingfeng murmured this name over and over again, thinking of Rianli's abnormal behavior when she was next to Ye Yan just now, and how she was looking at Ye Yan's eyes all the time, and then thought of Ye Yan's eyes.
The color is also amber...
Fu Tingfeng couldn't help but have a conjecture in his heart that even he himself found to be very abnormal and almost impossible.
That night when it first snowed, could the man Song Lianyi saw who looked very similar to Dongning President Xiao Jingchen be Ye Yan, who is known as the king of the entertainment industry?