Kuai Chuan: The cold Lord God always acts like a spoiled brat to me

The woman got into the car with him, one behind the other.

Get into Fu Rongheng's car.

Chu Jinan had such a clear understanding in his heart.

There was a long silence in the car.

"Fourth Master Fu is not a womanizer." Liang Shangjun said, looking at her inexplicably.

"I know." Chu Jin'an smiled lightly. Her bright eyes and teeth were as bright as sunshine. She pressed her fingertips against the cold car window, soaking up the coolness of the night. Looking at the military vehicle, she couldn't see through it. people.

How can you not know?

He is ambitious, his eyes are all over the world, and he never cares about his children; his vision is high, and he doesn't like women in the court of romance; he is suspicious, and ordinary people have never been close to him.

20 years of childhood friendship, Fu Rongheng treats her differently, and Chu Jin'an also knows that, always relying on his indulgence, trying to make progress.

It's just that sometimes, I still can't figure out his mind.

still be sad.

"Let's go."

"Aren't you going to see him?"

"He's always busy, so I won't bother him, and I won't be late."

"Would you like to go to the beach? Relax."

"No, I'm sleepy and want to go home."

Chu Jin'an bought another morning newspaper the next morning, and found that there was no news about Fu Rongheng on it. Even the morning newspaper published yesterday was taken off the shelves, and even the newspaper that reported this matter was warned.

Overnight, no one dared to mention a few words.

With such a big handwriting, who else could it be besides the approval of the fourth master of the Fu family.

Presumably, Fu Rongheng knew about this.

Fu Rongheng has always disliked being discussed about his personal affairs, so it's only natural for him to do so.

Chu Jin'an was holding coffee and reading the morning newspaper. His slender and fair fingers reflected the porcelain white handle of the coffee cup, which was even more white. The sun shone through the glass window on her face, adding some bright and gentle colors , think so.

After such a thing happened, Fu Rongheng didn't come to her.

A man like him probably wouldn't even think of explaining anything to her.

She put down the newspaper, squinted her eyes and looked at the sun outside the window, and murmured.

"Another sunny day."

The sky in Beicheng has been sunny for two consecutive days, Chu Jin'an never thought that he would be so unlucky.

It was still clear in the morning, but in the afternoon, the clouds were dense and the north wind was blowing, covering the blue sky.

She was walking on the road in good condition, but she was accidentally splashed with mud by a rickshaw that was out of control——

Especially today she was wearing a white western-style dress with a snow-white knitted cardigan over it.

Standing by the side of the road, Chu Jin'an looked at the mud spots spreading on his white skirt with a cold face. The stains dripped down in embarrassment, and the silver high-heeled shoes were not spared. His temples twitched and jumped, and he was gradually on the verge of emotion. On the brink of explosion!

Her life!arrive!end!What an outrageous thing you did! !
Chu Jin'an got angry, took a deep breath, took off his high heels and walked forward without hesitation.

A siren sounded behind him.

"Doctor Chu?"

Chu Jin'an turned his head and saw Liang Shangjun's surprised eyes.

Until getting into Liang Shangjun's car, Chu Jin'an still felt unbelievable and irritated: "How come I can meet you every time I am in such a mess."

"Don't worry, I will keep my mouth shut."

Liang Shangjun wore a dark gray suit today, elegant and elegant, and drove the car: "It's also a coincidence, I had an appointment with an old friend at home today, and I came back earlier and met you."

He glanced at Chu Jin'an, and there was no offense in his eyes.

"My house is just across the street, not far away. I haven't been able to invite you to my house for a while. Why don't you go to my house to rest and let someone buy you clothes. You can't leave like this."

"Forget it, isn't there a guest at your house? It's not good to bump into it."

Liang Shangjun paused and looked at the time on the watch: "Probably not."

He said calmly, "He still has official business, he will come later, you can't meet him."

"Okay." Chu Jin'an was depressed and agreed.

Liang Shangjun took her to the courtyard. The courtyard was built elegantly and livable, like pine and bamboo, quite elegant, and living in a secluded place in the mountains and forests made people feel peaceful.

"How are you doing recently?" He took her to a guest room.

Chu Jin'an raised his chin, and suddenly sneered: "I'm not someone who just hides behind my back and cries!"

Liang Shangjun smiled and asked her to wash up in the guest room, and someone will come to deliver the clothes later.

Knowing that he had a visitor, Chu Jin'an nodded and agreed without wasting his time.

She really couldn't bear the mud on her body, so she took a shower in the guest room, changed into the dress sent by the servant, wiped her hair with a towel, and looked in the mirror.

I don't know if Liang Shangjun has a good vision.

This dark green long dress has a retro taste, against which her skin is extremely cold and white, and it is also stained with the dampness after bathing. Water drips from the tips of her black hair, and it falls on the collarbone and swirls.

A palm-sized face, with regular and classic features, and dark green earrings on the earlobes, shining brightly.

After grooming, Chu Jin'an felt that it was not appropriate to stay here, nor was it appropriate to leave without saying anything, so he went out to say goodbye to Liang Shangjun.

Walking to the corridor, I was at a loss for a moment, not knowing where to find someone, but fortunately I met a servant.

"Where is Mr. Liang?"

"Mr. is in the main hall, just go all the way forward."

Chu Jin'an thanked him, walked forward, walked through many corridors, stepped through the vermilion arched door, found the main hall, crossed the threshold, and shouted.

"Liang Shang—"

The voice stopped abruptly.

She saw the people in the main hall.

The man was sitting on the side seat, his long legs crossed, and his silhouette was cold and elegant.

Hearing the sound, he looked over casually.

Four eyes meet.

The clouds in the high sky dissipated at some point, the wind blew through the forest tops, the bamboo leaves were evergreen, and the sparse light passed through the courtyard and fell into the main hall, reflecting his eyebrows, as far-reaching as mountains and rivers.

With no emotion in his eyes, he looked at her.

Chu Jin'an was stunned for a moment, unable to believe it, his mind went blank for a moment, and he didn't know how to react to this meeting without warning.

Fu Rongheng...how could he be at Liang Shangjun's house? !

Is he the old man Liang Shangjun mentioned? !

"Rong Heng." A gentle and jade-like voice sounded behind him, "You came here before I was ready, how can I entertain you?"

Fu Rongheng leaned his back against the seat, looked over Chu Jin'an, his position was high and powerful, unpredictable and unfeeling, and his deep voice seemed to have a bit of blandness and playfulness.

"You gave me a gift when we first met, isn't that considered hospitality?"

"How many people are vying to give gifts to Fourth Master Fu, I really don't dare to do it."

Chu Jin'an stood stiffly in place, listening to their conversation, and then saw Liang Shangjun's smiling face.

Liang Shangjun nodded to her, walked over, lightly held her shoulder with one hand, blinked his eyes, and smiled: "Why did the hair come out before it was dry, aren't you afraid of catching a cold just after taking a shower?"

"I……"

The girl's eyes were wide open, her expression was shocked and uncertain, the shoulder straps of the dark green dress loosely held her snow-white shoulders, the water marks were slightly dry, and there were still a few strands of blue hair sticking to her skin, making her look rather ambiguous.

She also knew that this was not appropriate, so she subconsciously looked at Fu Rongheng.