Lu Shizhou's words were stuck in his throat. His heavy and messy breathing came along the receiver. After a long time, he asked in a trembling voice, "Where's Ah Jiu..."
Feng Yimo raised his eyebrows sarcastically, and his tone was unexpectedly calm. Just the hoarseness in his voice was enough to drive Lu Shizhou crazy. He knew very well what it meant, not to mention Feng Yimo's words that were so straightforward that they were almost naked.
"If you have anything to say, just tell me. Ah Jiu fell asleep because of exhaustion, but even if she didn't sleep, I don't think she can say anything to you. After all, her voice is hoarse from crying."
"Feng Yimo, are you fucking crazy? Ah Jiu is still pregnant! Do you want to kill her?" Lu Shizhou roared, his tone revealing a hint of madness.
Lu Shizhou's answer was Feng Yimo's disdainful sneer, "Don't forget, you personally sent Ah Jiu to my bed."
"Why," he leaned on the sofa, holding the phone between his fingertips, stretching his other arm to his heart's content, and raising his eyebrows with obvious pleasure and comfort, "do you regret it?"
Lu Shizhou gritted his teeth, and it took him a long time to force his voice out of his throat, "I won't let you go."
Feng Yimo commented, "What a boring and pitiful bug. Speaking cruel words is something only a child would do. It's up to you to argue with me over anything."
He slowly lit a cigarette, no matter how angry and irritable the other party was, he remained unmoved and looked calm.
It's just the clown's cry before dying, so what's there to care about?
"Bedbug," Lu Shizhou chewed these two words carefully and suddenly laughed, his voice was dull and resentful, mixed with a little joy, and even a faint sense of revenge, "Feng Yimo, admit it, you are jealous I."
"You are jealous of Ah Jiu's love for me. So what if you have everything? As long as I am here, Ah Jiu's eyes will not fall on you."
Feng Yimo made an unclear tsk, shook his head and sighed, "You are so stupid that you are almost naive. Sometimes I mistake you for my opponent, which is an insult to me."
After that, he ignored the sound coming from the receiver and hung up the phone neatly. He leaned on the sofa to relax, the cigarette was clearly extinguished at his fingertips, and the smoke lingered, revealing a bit of nothingness.
There is no corner in this world that cannot be dug. If there is, it is because the hoe is not strong enough.
The cigarette ash fell on the bright floor tiles, and the cigarette on his fingertips burned to the end, with a little heat, and he snuffed it out at will.
He got up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window. There were few pedestrians on the street in the early morning, and only street lights illuminated him until the sun rose.
Suddenly, he remembered his childhood, but at that time, there was nothing but endless loneliness and coldness in the dark night.
Feng Yimo frowned in confusion, then turned into a helpless smile, "Okay, why do you remember the past?"
After the smell of cigarette smoke dissipated, he returned to the room. The person on the bed was still asleep. Maybe he had dreamed of something beautiful, and his red lips were raised, making him curl his lips.
Who is Lu Shizhou, worthy of being snatched from him?
He raised his hand and rubbed her blushing cheek, sighing with satisfaction.
This is his god, his light.
No one can take her away from him.
The scattered sunlight was blocked by the heavy curtains, confusing the time. When Lin Ajiu woke up from her sleep, it was already afternoon.
The other half of the bed was cold. Feng Yimo was not there, so he probably went to work, but she didn't care.
She didn't know if it was because of her pregnancy, but she always felt sleepy. Coupled with the soreness coming from her body, she yawned slowly and chose to continue lying in the quilt in a daze.
Then, he fell into sleep again.
It doesn't matter if he sleeps this time, but Cheng Bo is suffering because he, a secretary, usually has to do the work of an assistant. Anyway, the salary is higher than others, but he is the only one who has seen Lin Ajiu.
So much so that Feng Yimo asked him to wait downstairs early, thinking that after Lin Ajiu got up, he would take Ajiu to dinner.
He thought he would wake up around noon, but Cheng Bo didn't bring anything to eat and only prepared a piece of bread. Who knew that he would have to wait until the afternoon.
Good guy, Cheng Bo is very hungry and thirsty while waiting...
As for Lin Ajiuzheng, it could be said that she fell asleep in a deep sleep, and finally woke up faintly because she was so hungry that she felt uncomfortable.
The traces of last night's chaos were all cleaned up. Feng Yimo prepared clothes in advance and put them on the bedside table together with a new leather bag.
She touched the leather bag. It was a new model from a big brand. It was so expensive that she could never afford it in her life.
She sighed slowly, almost numbly, and tugged at the corners of her lips. The sneer ran out of her eyes, and then quickly faded, turning into desire.
Unlike teenagers of seventeen or eighteen, love and material things for adults are more expensive. It is undeniable that at this moment, Lin Ajiu's heart felt relaxed for a moment.
This was the life she dreamed of, it was so close, she could reach out and touch it.
She shouldered her bag and looked at it again and again in the mirror, twirling it with her fingertips.
But in the end, she put her bag on the sofa, took her only belongings and left.
Love seems to divide Lin Ajiu into two people. One is exquisitely egoistic and puts interests first, while the other values Lu Shizhou most.
It had always been like this in the past, but now, the two separate personalities began to gradually merge, making her become awkward and artificial.
In fact, Lin Ajiu couldn't explain why she didn't want the bag. But at the moment she picked up the bag, she was subconsciously thinking about when she and Feng Yimo would get over it...
When Cheng Bo saw Lin Ajiu's figure downstairs, he almost cried without being moved.
He rubbed his cold red fingers, quickly ran over to stop the person, and said with a smile, "Ms. Lin."
Lin Ajiu asked puzzledly, "What's the matter?"
Looking at her wearing the same black coat as Feng Yimo, Cheng Bo couldn't help but raise his evaluation of her status a lot higher.
After all, in his impression, Feng Yimo was not such a boring person, nor was he someone who cared about dressing up.
The smile on his face became more sincere and his expression became more respectful.
"There are a lot of things going on in the company recently, and Mr. Mo really can't spare time to accompany you. He specifically asked me to wait for you here and pick you up for dinner. By the way, he has something to give you at the dinner table."
"I won't eat any more. I'll let Miss Tang get the things." Lin Ajiu smiled politely, with resistance in her words and expression. After saying that, she was about to leave, but Cheng Bo blocked her way first.
He opened the back seat door, bent down slightly, and made a greeting gesture. He had an embarrassed look on his face, but in fact he had a tough attitude.
"Ms. Lin, please don't embarrass me. I'm just a part-time worker. It's not easy for me. Please understand."
