Stealing the moonlight into my arms

Fu Runing didn't have time to eat lunch, so she just went downstairs and bought a sandwich.

In the past two days, every time she had a fight with Xiao Jingting, she would reflect on herself and ask herself: Did she have to vent her anger?

After throwing away his things, she had to find them for him like a grandson and return them respectfully.

Xiao Jingting said that when she was impulsive, she didn't think about the consequences, but she was not a piece of wood.

Endure breast nodules for a while, and take a step back to deal with uterine fibroids.

I also have to think about how to bring up the matter of the little girl with Xiao Jingting. I can't really let my second uncle give someone a vicious name like "Zhao Di" or "Pan Di".

As it was almost time to get off work, Zhou Yixing sent a message to Fu Runing.

"Come downstairs, brother invites you to dinner."

Fu Runing was starving, so she immediately texted him, "Where are we going to eat?"

"What do you want to eat?"

Fu Runing replied: "I want to eat everything."

"Come on, my sponsor is here tonight, I'll take you there to get some free food."

"Okay, I'll tell my dad I'll go stay with him later today."

Recently, my father has been hospitalized for treatment, and Fu Runing takes time to accompany him almost every day.

Zhou Yixing's car was parked downstairs of the Yusong Media office building. Seeing the familiar blue sports car, she skillfully opened the door and got in.

Zhou Yixing glanced at her work ID card, which she still had on, and casually asked, "When are you going to quit your job and come work for me?"

Fu Runing said casually, "It's almost time. What's the point of working? I'm your spiritual shareholder! Wasn't I the one who found the hottest young man in your company for you?"

"Okay, then you'll be President Fu."

Zhou Yixing smiled and didn't refute.

Fu Runing finally smiled and said, "That's pretty good."

Zhou Yixing is a second-generation kid, but his parents divorced a long time ago, and his father took him to marry into a wealthy family. He has been called a burden since he was a child and has been looked down upon by others. His stepmother gave birth to two younger brothers and a younger sister. It is already very impressive that he can build this entertainment company on his own.

When Fu Runing's family was in trouble three years ago, Zhou Yixing was at a critical moment in the growth of his business. He almost took out all his available assets, but it was of no use.

Fu Runing didn't take his money, but she remembered this kindness for a long time.

The two arrived at the restaurant they had agreed to meet at.

In the box, Zhou Yixing pushed the appetizer in front of Fu Runing and asked her to eat some to fill her stomach first.

Fu Runing was just about to ask who was having dinner with her today when she saw the door of the private room open and a familiar figure walked in.

"Feng...Brother Feng Yan?"

Fu Runing glanced at Zhou Yixing beside her and asked in a low voice, "Is this the financial sponsor you were talking about?"

"Yes."

Zhou Yixing stood up to welcome Feng Yan in. Whoever has money is the father, whoever invests is God.

Feng Yan looked at Fu Runing's obviously surprised eyes and smiled faintly, "Ningning, you don't recognize me so quickly?"

"How could it be? I just didn't expect that Brother Feng Yan is also interested in the entertainment industry?"

Feng Yan didn't explain much, just said: "It's just a coincidence."

Zhou Yixing immediately had something to say, "Why? Can't I put it on the table? No matter the size of the project, as long as it can make money for the investors, right, Brother Feng Yan? Let's have a pleasant cooperation!"

Fu Runing looked at Zhou Yixing's flexible and servile behavior and thought that he deserved to earn this money.

The three of them were old acquaintances, and the topic of conversation turned to reminiscing about the past.

Zhou Yixing casually asked, "Brother Feng Yan, are you still single? Aren't your family urging you to find a partner? We've all seen Aunt Feng's personality..."

Feng Yan took his mother's surname. The Feng family was a wealthy and powerful family with strict rules. In their impression, Feng Yan's mother was a very strict and unapproachable woman.

Especially Zhou Yixing, when he was a child, he was told to his face not to come and play with Feng Yan from their family.

At that time, Fu Runing couldn't bear to see Zhou Yixing being so angry, so she immediately dragged Zhou Yixing away and said she would never come again! As a result, that night, the two of them climbed over the wall again and chatted with Feng Yan, who was standing in the yard as punishment, to cheer him up.

As if thinking of something, Zhou Yixing waved his hand and said, "But it seems that families and marriages like yours are not free. Forget it, let's not talk about it."

Feng Yan was fine with it, but simply said, "You can't rush into things like marriage. If you can't find someone you love, then the rest of your life will be so boring."

Zhou Yixing jokingly said, "I didn't realize Brother Feng Yan was such a pure love warrior."

It's so rare for a romantic person to appear in a wealthy family.

Fu Runing was listening at the side and couldn't help but nod, empathizing with the words.

It doesn't matter if it's boring, the main thing is that it's frustrating and infuriating!

The waiter came over and knocked on the door, "Sir, would you like the cake to be brought over now?"

Zhou Yixing was still confused. What cake?

Feng Yan only replied calmly, "Bring it here."

Soon, the waiter pushed in a cake. It was not big, but it was made quite delicately. It was in the style of a doll wearing a princess dress, and there were two number candles next to it, 25.

Fu Runing quickly realized that she always celebrated her birthday in advance every year, but recently there were so many things going on that no one remembered.

She also doesn't like celebrating her birthday because her mother died of severe hemorrhage when giving birth to her.

Feng Yan pushed the cake in front of Fu Runing, "Ningning, I wish you...happy every day."

He didn't say happy birthday, but happy every day.

Fu Runing's nose felt sore. "Thank you, Brother Feng Yan."

Zhou Yixing picked up the two number candles and inserted them, saying with a smile, "Brother Feng Yan, this is where you're being inconsiderate. How could you use twenty-five? You should use eighteen."

The tears in Fu Runing's slightly warm eyes were instantly held back.

"We're childhood friends, and you haven't given me anything yet!"

Zhou Yixing continued jokingly, "I wouldn't dare give it to you. Unmarried men and married women should keep their distance, okay? I don't want any reputation, do I?"

After saying this, he glanced at Feng Yan with an unclear look, but the latter looked calm and there was nothing unusual about him.

Fu Runing said angrily, "Tsk."

She turned her head and returned her gaze to the beautiful cake.

In the end, the cake was so beautiful that they didn't touch it after blowing out the candles, and finally let Fu Runing pack it up and take it away.

She planned to take it to the hospital and eat it with her father. Even if her father couldn't eat it, it would be nice for him to watch.

Fu Runing was worried about going to see her father, so she didn't spend much time having dinner.

Zhou Yixing drank some wine and found a designated driver to drive his car back. Only Feng Yan brought a driver, so the three of them got into Feng Yan's car together.

The car drove towards the hospital.

Fu Runing checked her phone. There were no missed calls, and apart from some messages from work groups on WeChat, there was no other activity.

But inexplicably, her right eyelid kept twitching.

After arriving at the destination, Feng Yan got out of the car and handed the cake to Fu Runing. He instructed: "If you get home late, remember to ask your husband to pick you up."

Fu Runing took his cake and frowned, trying to hide the strange emotions in her eyes. "Oh, it's very convenient to take a taxi now. He's usually very busy."

Feng Yan didn't say anything else, "Okay, let's go."

"Yes, good-bye, Brother Feng Yan. Please send Zhou Yixing home safely. He can't hold his liquor well."

Fu Runing watched their car leave before turning around and heading towards the inpatient building.

Just then, the phone in her pocket rang, and she stopped and took out her phone to take a look.

Caller ID——LYC

Fu Runing's eyelids kept twitching. In the past, she would not have answered the call, but thinking that she still had something to discuss with him, she swiped the answer button.

She took a deep breath and spoke in a friendly tone, "What's wrong, honey? I put your things back and gave you the USB drive..."

The man's low, cold voice came from the phone: "Come here."

"what?"

Fu Runing was stunned. She turned around and looked around in confusion, and immediately saw the familiar car parked not far away.

She walked forward a distance with her cell phone in hand.

The street lights were dim, and she couldn't see the man in the car, but she inexplicably felt her eyelids twitching even more violently.

She continued walking forward and saw Xiao Jingting getting out of the car. He stood in the dim light of the street lamp, but a strong sense of coldness lingered around him. The profile of his face was sharp and cold, and there was no emotion at all.

Fu Runing felt vaguely uneasy.

She came closer with the cake box in her hand, "Why are you here? Are you here to see daddy too?"

In the dim light, Xiao Jingting glanced at her watery eyes, his voice tinged with sarcasm: "Fu Runing, stop pretending. Aren't you tired of acting every day?"

Before Fu Runing could react, she felt a sudden pain in her wrist. He opened the passenger door and forced her in.

The car door slammed shut.

The light in the car was dim. Fu Runing looked at his cold profile, her fingers slightly curled up and clasped tightly in her palms.

He seemed to have torn off his former gentle shell and revealed his unknown side to her.

She had seen Xiao Jingting like this once, after that absurd night three years ago. That morning, the look in his eyes when he looked at her was also so cold to the bone.

That glance was like a piece of ice pressing heavily on her spine, and she never raised her head again for the next three years.

Fu Runing's slightly furrowed brows showed anger, "Xiao Jingting, what are you crazy about?"