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Chapter 41

Sweet warmth and darkness enveloped him, and the two of them, like a pair of deformed conjoined twins, should never be separated.
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"President Yan, these are important documents for the past few days." The secretary put the thick documents on the desk.

The young man sitting on the office chair had a very pale face, as if recovering from a serious illness, her lips were very pale, and the red mole on the tip of her nose was gorgeous and beautiful.

She nodded, indicating that she already knew.

The secretary asked hesitantly, "What about this afternoon's regular meeting?"

"Back... late." The young man's voice was hoarse and unbelievably hoarse, and it seemed that it was extremely difficult to say the simple words.

The secretary didn't hold back, and asked worriedly, "Boss Yan, are you okay?"

Yan Ran shook his head, using his eyes to tell the secretary to go out.

Although the secretary was worried, he didn't dare to disobey her, put down the documents and explained the matter, and left.

Yan Ran propped his forehead, looking at the degree of blackening adjusted by the system.

【Ding!The villain's degree of blackening has reached 75%!]

She now has every reason to suspect that the protagonist's happiness is based on her pain. Her mouth and throat are still sore, not only talking, but even eating.

Over the past few days, Yan Ran lost several kilograms.

And the degree of blackening has only dropped such a little bit, which is really picky.
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It was already late at night when Fu Yi got off work. The driver was driving, and the car was very quiet. It was past eleven o'clock, and the road was not congested. After getting on the half-mountain highway, it was even clearer. There was a faint glow under the light of the lights buried in the woods on both sides. Green light, tree shadows hit the car window, reflected on Fu Yi's gentle face as always, casting a gloomy shadow that flashed past.

He turned on his phone, and there was no information about anyone except work.

His fingertips lingered on the profile picture named Xiao Ran for a long time, and finally clicked in. The record of the last chat was two weeks ago, and the tone was business-like, extremely concise.

The cold light hit his face, making Fu Yi's gentle and refined face look less friendly.

I don't know how long he watched it, Fu Yi turned off his phone, and looked at the receding scenery outside the car window, the whirling shadows were like a dark side with five claws.

Suddenly, the familiar figure made Fu Yi's absent-minded eyes quickly regain focus, and he almost lost control of his voice: "Stop!"

The driver was startled, and subconsciously slammed on the brakes. Due to inertia, Fu Yi's body leaned forward and almost hit the back of the seat, but he didn't pay any attention to it.

The carriage was dead silent. The driver secretly looked at the man behind him through the rearview mirror. Half of his face was merged into the darkness, making it difficult to figure out. But it's creepy.

The driver followed Fu Yi's line of sight. There was very little traffic outside, so he didn't know who Fu Yi was looking at.

Soon, Fu Yi withdrew his gaze, and his expression became gentle again.

He said to the driver: "I won't go back, go to Tianyi Pavilion first."

The driver changed course.

When Lin Yiran took out the key to open the door, she found that the door was not locked at all, her heart skipped a beat.

The living room turned on the light, and as soon as Lin Yiran walked in, he saw Fu Yi sitting on the sofa.

Fu Yi was dressed in a well-tailored suit, his hair was carefully styled, and there was a slight smile on his elegant and gentle face.

Lin Yiran shrunk her fingers hanging by her side, with a surprised expression, and came to Fu Yi's side in a few steps, with a happy expression: "Why did you come to me so late? Didn't you say that you are very busy recently?"

Fu Yi's gaze flicked across Lin Yiran's face, and the deep meaning hidden in it made her feel inexplicably flustered.

Fu Yi lit a cigarette, held the cigarette in his hand, and said unhurriedly: "When you're done with your work, come and have a look."

Lin Yiran smiled and said, "Have you eaten yet? How about I..."

Fu Yi interrupted him, laughed and said, "I've seen it all."

Lin Yiran's expression froze for a moment, but he reacted quickly, using a smile to cover up his panic, "What are you talking about? Why can't I understand."

Fu Yi took a puff of smoke, his eyelashes were drawn down to cover his eyes, he smiled softly, and said calmly: "Don't be afraid, I won't blame you, you are a good boy if you know your mistakes."

At that moment, Lin Yiran's complexion changed again and again, from blue to white, his hands were twisted together, he bit his lip tightly, and his red eyes stared at Fu Yi.

Fu Yi asked softly: "Which stage have you all reached?"

With a pale face, Lin Yiran lowered her head, hardly daring to look directly into those gentle eyes, and said in a soft voice, "We are just friends..."

With her head lowered, she could only see a pair of Fu Yi's trouser legs. His trousers were straight without any wrinkles, his feet were raised on his knees, and his leather shoes were polished brightly.

"Friend?" Refuting the malicious tone, Fu Yi's voice was gentle, "A friend who can be hugged in the middle of the night?"

Lin Yiran's heart skipped a beat, her head sounded like it was about to explode, and her fingers began to tremble.

"Don't lie to me, Yiran, I hope you can tell me the truth." Fu Yi's tone was very serious.

In such a somewhat suffocating atmosphere, Lin Yiran only felt uneasy, and the emotion of fear was like a knife tearing her apart.

She took a breath, her lips trembling slightly, "Fu Yi, he, he looks so much like you, I, I really can't say, I don't know this feeling."

The heart is in a mess, Fu Yi is too busy, and at the same time he is too perfect, Lin Yiran has never felt safe around him, Fu Yi is very gentle, and indeed is understanding, but he is not just for her One person, so he is like this to everyone.

Lin Yiran never felt that she had any privileges with Fu Yi.

She herself couldn't feel Fu Yi's love for her.

This made Lin Yiran uneasy and panicked, because she knew that no matter how hard she tried, she would never be able to catch up with him.

Coupled with the fact that Fu Yi was becoming more and more indifferent to her, Lin Yiran couldn't help but be moved by that face that looked exactly like Fu Yi's.

"Have you fallen in love with someone else?"

Fu Yi's voice was still very gentle, and he was not annoyed by his girlfriend's mental infidelity, and even calmed down a bit too much.

Lin Yiran's heart was filled with chills, her mind was already in a mess, her heart was crumpled and torn to pieces.

She didn't even dare to look at Fu Yi's face that was so perfect that there was nothing wrong with it, she gritted her teeth and remained silent.

Fu Yi sighed softly, his expression was still gentle, but his eyes changed slightly, and the oppression and control were naturally leaked out.

"The pursuit of happiness is something that girls yearn for the most. Yiran, I will not stop you. You have the right to pursue happiness."

The man's eyebrows and eyes are gentle, and his gentle voice is like moving music, full of encouragement.

　The baby will be on the shelves tomorrow (づ￣￣)づ, maybe there will be an update (maybe)
　　
　
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