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The weather forecast is inaccurate again. It didn’t say it would rain today.

Fu Yuan pulled her coat closer to her shoulders, stood up and stood outside the corridor waiting for Yan Yan.

The rain was not heavy, but a large area of ​​the ground in front of the door became wet in an instant.

Fu Yuan raised her head slightly, looking absentmindedly at the dense raindrops under the light.

Suddenly, she heard hurried footsteps behind her. She turned her head and found that it was the manager of Shuidi Huating who came out.

Because Jian Yu was a relative of theirs, he took good care of their private room. He greeted them at the door and even brought them food once during the meal. He was very polite and spoke with a smile. He was a shrewd and sensible middle-aged man.

At this moment, he was standing at the door with his hands on his stomach, straight, not caring that it was still raining outside and without even an umbrella. He looked up from time to time, as if he was waiting for someone.

The only person who could make him put down everything and stand in the rain waiting was either a guest of very distinguished status or the owner of Shuidi Huating.

A silver Maybach slowly stopped at the door, the passenger door was pushed open, and a young man in a suit and tie quickly got out of the car, holding an umbrella and going to open the back door.

Seeing this, the manager immediately stepped forward to greet him: "Mr. Ji, you are back."

The space at the entrance is so small that even if Fu Yuan didn't look intentionally, her eyes unconsciously fell on the car.

A pair of clean and shiny leather shoes stepped on the ground first, followed by white suit pants.

The man holding the umbrella placed his other hand on the roof of the car and waited until the other person was completely out of the car before putting it down.

Maybe because it was raining, the man's footsteps were almost inaudible as he walked. Slowly, step by step, he approached her.

The umbrella was slightly tilted, blocking half of the man's face. Only his almost sickly pale skin and the distinct jawline of his facial features could be seen.

After walking in, the umbrella was put away, and the tall and straight man just brushed past Fu Yuan.

The wind blew a few drops of cold rain onto her face, instantly sobering her up.

After the man was one step away from her, Fu Yuan suddenly spoke softly: "Beitang Xian."

There was no one else at the door except them who had just come in, so her voice naturally stopped the other person.

"Are you calling me?" The man turned around and spoke in a low voice, as if he was born to be so gentle, making people feel like they were in heaven.

Fu Yuan didn't look back.

She was afraid that she would lose control and tear him apart.

"You're back, aren't you?" She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and exhaled slowly, "It really is a haunting ghost."

"Miss, did you recognize the wrong person?"

The manager had an impression of her and knew that she and Yan Yan were together, so he stepped forward to explain, "This is the boss of our Shuidi Hua Ting. His surname is Ji and his given name is Tang."

"Which hall?" Fu Yuan asked.

This time, it was the owner of the name who answered her personally: "Tang in Haitang."

Ji Tang.

The character "Yu" is not good, and the character "Tang" is not good either.

No matter what time it was, she hated it.

She finally turned her head, her eyes filled with undisguised disgust: "Even if you turned into ashes, I can still recognize you."

"Although I don't know who you mistook me for,"

Ji Tang narrowed his eyes slightly. His narrow and long phoenix eyes were naturally filled with a hint of melancholy, which made people unconsciously feel pity for him. He smiled softly and said, "But he must be a very important person."

After saying that, he turned and left, and the people accompanying him followed closely behind him.

The manager was a little confused. He lowered his voice and spoke to the man in a suit on his left: "Does Mr. Ji know that lady? Why does he seem... in a good mood?"

He had just been treated with malicious hostility by someone, why was he reacting like this?

"Just remember, if this person comes here again in the future, you just treat him like Mr. Ji." The man in the suit answered him.

"what?"

The manager was shocked. His mind started to work quickly. What was the relationship between these two people? Relatives? Ex-girlfriend? ?

The man in the suit kindly reminded him, "Huang Xiao was sent to Africa to do hard labor because he offended this man. Do you understand?"

God!

The manager suddenly screamed in his heart. Fortunately, he treated every customer politely and equally, otherwise he would have gotten into big trouble today!

"Fu Yuan." A hand suddenly grasped hers, pulling her back from her wandering thoughts. "Why are your hands so cold?"

She turned around and saw Yan Yan looking at her with concern: "Sorry, the parking lot was a bit congested, so it delayed us."

"I called you several times, why didn't you respond to me?"

Fu Yuan looked at him quietly, and it seemed that she could hear nothing except the sound of rain.

"It's raining." She raised her hand, gently stroked the man's cheek, and said in a low voice, "I don't want to sleep alone today."

She seemed to be getting uneasy again.

Her mood had clearly returned to normal in the past few days, but now it seemed to be even worse than before.

If she were left alone, she might not know what she would do.

Yan Yan was also worried about her, so he lowered his hand holding the umbrella, hugged her into the car, and fastened her seat belt: "Shall we go to Lanri Cottage?"

The girl nodded obediently: "Okay."

The black Mercedes slowly drove away in the rain.

The window of a room upstairs in Shui Di Huating was open, and rain was blown into the room by the wind. However, the man standing by the window didn't care at all. He let his clothes get wet and stared in one direction without moving.

There were two knocks on the door, and then a woman in uniform came in with a tray.

Feeling the wind blowing towards her, she was startled, and then quickly put the things on the table: "Mr. Ji, you can't be blown by the wind, close the window quickly!"

She strode forward, closed the window, and took a dry towel and mop. She first wiped the rain off the man's body, and then mopped the floor clean.

After doing all this, she brought the tray over, tested the temperature of the porcelain bowl, and then handed it to the man: "You should drink the medicine."

"Thank you." Ji Tang still stood there, lowered his eyes to look at the dark medicine in the bowl, "But I don't want to drink it today."

"But……"

"Is it okay today?"

He interrupted the woman softly, looking at her with an almost bewitching smile: "I'm very happy today, I don't have to drink."

The man in front of me had a beautiful face that made it impossible to say no to him.

It is like a seductive and dazzling flower, beautiful and full of poison, but it has a gentle temperament that is best at confusing people. Even if people are poisoned, they are still willing to indulge in this gentleness until death.

He asked softly again, "Okay?"

"Okay... okay." The woman looked at him infatuatedly, her tone pious, "Call me anytime if you need anything."

"Thank you." He smiled and thanked again.