In the large, warm bedroom, the woman on the bed was sleeping soundly. She was lying on her side, her head resting on her hands, and a pillow between her long legs.
The quilt fell halfway around her waist, revealing a large section of her snow-white skin.
Even in her dream, her sleeping posture is still attractive.
Seeing her sleeping so soundly, he couldn't hold back the passion in his belly.
He dimmed the desk lamp a little, and then pulled the quilt over her shoulders to prevent her from catching a cold.
Then he walked out of the bedroom.
The lights in the study became darker. Chen Mo stood with his hands hanging down, his face expressionless.
"Young Master, what should I do with that woman?"
Feng Tingyuan's tall figure sat down on the black leather swivel chair. Under the light, his face looked slightly pale, and his delicate facial features showed a bit of fatigue.
He ignored what Chen Mo said, but picked up the exquisite lighter on the table, smoked a cigarette and walked to the window.
Open the window.
There was no moonlight outside the window, only pitch black darkness.
He lit a cigarette, and the flickering butt flickered like a ray of starlight between his fingers.
"Young Master?"
Chen Mo called him several times.
Chen Mo actually knew very well in his heart that although Feng Tingyuan had promised Luo Yunchu to hand over Luo Xiaoxue to Luo Yunchu.
But the Feng family cannot expose the scandal!
Once there is a scandal, the stock price will be affected, so Luo Xiaoxue cannot be handed over to the police station.
But if she doesn't leave it to Luo Yunchu, she will break her trust again.
At this time, Feng Tingyuan was probably hesitant in his heart!
After a long time, he put out the cigarette butt in the crystal ashtray, his eyes dark and cruel:
"Since she ruined Yunchu's face in the first place, she will suffer the same fate now. In addition, send her to Southeast Asia and find a man to deal with her on the spot. Let her never come back in this life."
"yes!"
The next morning.
Luo Yunchu slept until dawn.
Lying on the bed, looking at the bright sunshine outside the window, her thoughts were a little scattered.
When she got up, took a shower and changed clothes, she was still thinking that when Feng Tingyuan sent Luo Xiaoxue to the police station, she would confess to him that she was Feng Zizhe's biological mother.
Give him a surprise!
She was at home today and didn't have to go out, so she casually changed into a chiffon suspender dress.
When I went downstairs, I met Mrs. Wu cleaning the house.
"Good morning, young lady!"
"Uh-huh!"
"Madam, breakfast is ready!"
"OK, thanks!"
Since the last incident, Wu Ma seemed to feel very guilty. At this time, she still apologized to Luo Yunchu repeatedly, "Young lady, I am so sorry for you! I am really old and confused."
"No one can make mistakes without being a sage! As long as you know your mistakes and can correct them, do your best in the future!"
Luo Yunchu did not fire Wu Ma because of this. Wu Ma was deeply grateful for this and secretly vowed to be loyal to Luo Yunchu in the future.
"By the way, where is Zizhe?"
"Oh, young master! He seems to have ran upstairs!"
"Well, good!"
Luo Yunchu, who was originally going to the restaurant for dinner, decided to go upstairs to look for Feng Zizhe first.
The villa is very large and beautifully decorated, with craftsmanship evident in every detail.
Carpets are spread in every corner, the door handles are decorated with gold carvings, and the wall lamps are all statues of Venus, the goddess of beauty.
After moving in before, she often got angry with Feng Tingyuan, and she was not in the mood to appreciate the mansion.
Only then did she discover that there was a large bedroom on the third floor.
Perhaps because Wu Ma had done some cleaning here just now, the bedroom door was not locked.
She opened it with a gentle push.
The room is gorgeously decorated, and the overall style is European palace style, using oil painting tones of bedding and curtains, which are thick and luxurious.
She opened the curtains and could see a vast sea of flowers from here.
Several pieces of paper were blown up on the table.
She picked them up one by one, and when she looked carefully, she found that this was the design manuscript of the entire villa, and the signature on it turned out to be Feng Tingyuan!
This house was actually designed by him, which is really amazing.
I can't believe that this man is so talented.
She read the design draft and put it on the desktop.
However, although the room is gorgeous, it seems that no one has lived in it for a long time and it looks very cold.
Luo Yunchu didn't find Feng Zizhe here, so he was about to go out when he suddenly found an oil painting in the corner of the room, covered with a dustproof cloth.
Out of curiosity, she uncovered the canvas.
The painting turned out to be a beautiful-looking young woman with a slightly melancholy temperament.
The woman was wearing a white dress and a ruby necklace around her neck, which gave me a pitiful feeling.
When Luo Yunchu looked at this woman, he felt a sense of familiarity.
After thinking for a long time, she finally remembered that she seemed to have seen it on Feng Tingyuan's computer last time.
Yes, that's the photo of the scene of his car accident.
Thinking of this, Luo Yunchu took out his mobile phone and searched for keywords such as Feng Tingyuan's car accident, three years ago...
Soon, she found a piece of news that shocked her.
Dingsheng Group President Feng Tingyuan and his fiancée Lan Xingyue were involved in a car accident. Feng Tingyuan fell into a vegetative state and his fiancée died.
Seeing this, Luo Yunchu felt like he was waking up from a dream.
No wonder Feng Tingyuan refused to accept her as his wife.
It turns out that he once had such a beautiful fiancée.
No wonder Shen Jinglin keeps calling her ugly. Lan Xingyue is indeed so beautiful that no one can compare with her.
After she finished thinking about the cause and effect, she stood up silently, covered the canvas again, and then left the room.
Judging from Lan Xingyue's temperament and dress, she must have been a noble daughter from a wealthy family. It was such a pity that she died in a car accident.
It's late at night.
Luo Yunchu told Feng Zizhe a bedtime story, and then left the little boy's room when he fell asleep.
As soon as she returned to her bedroom, before she could turn on the light, a pair of hands hugged her.
Then, his passionate kiss slowly went down from the nape of her neck. As her long skirt fell to the floor, he pushed her behind the door.
The man's kiss was moist and passionate, and a little teasing could make her suffocate to the point of paralysis...
He didn't let her go until she couldn't breathe anymore.
"Clean up and take you out to play!"
"Uh, where to go?"
“A place to have fun!”
In the darkness, the man's extremely magnetic voice is extremely charming.
Her back was leaning against the wall, but one leg was still hanging around his waist. She tried to take it back several times, but he refused.
He was greedy for that moment of warmth on her body.
Luo Yunchu suddenly thought of that painting again. It had been three years. Has he forgotten that woman?
She asked coquettishly in his ear.
"Feng Tingyuan, who am I to you?"
"Well, Mrs. Feng!"
He moved his hands up and down, making her almost unable to control herself.