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Chapter VII

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    Chapter VII

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    Feng Zhuolun had been staying in France for many years before, and he bought this apartment after returning to City A last year. The house was originally on the top floor of a small high-rise, especially the row of French windows in the living room, where the whole night sky and the city  The thorough clarity is right in front of the eyes, shocking and confusing.

    "That bastard Tang Cu is sometimes useful."

    Outside the window is the vivid night view of City A. Rong Zihan leaned against the cold glass, looking at the person in front of him with dim eyes. He hugged her tightly with one hand, and the heat was on her neck as he spoke, causing her to involuntarily  tremble.

    "This row of floor-to-ceiling windows was something he strongly recommended at the time." He smiled softly.

    Rong Zihan glared at him forcefully, thinking how it would be possible for a person you cultivated to not understand the preferences of a person like you.

    **

    Lingering all night.

    The next morning, when Rong Zihan was still half asleep, she opened her eyes. She was in a light sleep and she could feel a little movement next to her.

    There was no one around, Feng Zhuolun was changing clothes in front of the mirror, when he just buttoned up his clothes, he walked towards the bed with raised eyebrows, "Did you wake up?"

    She shook her head, her eyes drooping slightly, and she wanted to continue sleeping.

    He stood by the bed and watched her for a while, then bent down and kissed her on the face like biting.

    Rong Zihan was taken aback, stretched out his hand to cover up the quilt, and said "nasty" in a muffled voice.

    The two have been together for more than a year, and he usually holds design exhibitions abroad, and there are few opportunities to meet each other. Most of the time, they spare no effort to confront each other and create obstacles for each other.

    But now on such a quiet morning when he just woke up, he looked at her intently, no matter how dim his eyes were, she could still see the softness clearly.

    After all, there is no one in this world now, they are beside each other and belong to each other.

    "Rong Zihan," he looked at her deeply, "Only when I see you are so shy and not confrontational, I will think that this is indeed my woman."

    When she heard his words, her heart moved, and she kicked him mercilessly, but a soft smile gradually appeared on her face, which was mostly buried in the quilt.

    "I'll go out for a while." He smiled and helped her turn off the bedside lamp, and stretched out his hand to cover her quilt, "The meal I made yesterday is in the microwave, just heat it up."

    **

    When Feng Zhuolun arrived at the high-end club, the waiter at the door asked him his name, and led him directly to the door of a huge box in the club.

    "Miss Zhong is inside." After the waiter finished speaking, he opened the doorknob for him respectfully.

    With no expression on his face, he pushed open the door and strode in.

    The room was very large. A woman was sitting by the sofa looking down at the documents in her hand. Behind her stood several men in black suits with stern and fierce expressions.

    Walking into the room and sitting down on the sofa beside her, he adjusted his sitting posture and said lazily, "Isn't your uncle about to go to jail, you have a leisurely time."

    Zhong Xinyi put down the document in his hand and smiled lightly, then took a stack of things beside him and put it on the coffee table in front of him.

    Feng Zhuolun raised his eyelids slightly, reached out to take the stack of things to look through, his eyes sank, he moved his fingers and said unhurriedly, "I even investigated my private life so clearly, I really did my duty.  I really think of myself as an entry-level mistress."

    "It should be." The noon light shone on her flawless face, and she looked sideways at him, "If you want others to know, you must first do nothing about it. No matter how well you hide, the paper will not keep the fire.  Besides, you've been hiding it long enough."

    "What does my matter have to do with you?" He put down the things in his hands at this moment, and got up from the sofa calmly.

    "Do you know what she does?" Zhong Xinyi asked.

    "Lawyer of the Legal Complaints Division." He turned his back to her and walked towards the door, then stopped, "Why, is she the one who took over your uncle's case?"

    The expression on Zhong Xinyi's face finally sank a bit, he pursed his lips and did not speak.

    "Then I must tell her when I go back that this case must be dealt with hard." Feng Zhuolun heard that the person behind him did not answer, and his voice added a hint of playfulness, "If you came to me today to beg for mercy or threaten  If I say it, then your wishful thinking will come to nothing.¡±

    Zhong Xinyi's face was slightly distorted, and she sneered.??"I advise you not to take that woman too seriously, and don't end up with nothing."

    He no longer had the patience to listen to her, so he opened the doorknob and went out.

    "Wait a minute." At this moment, she suddenly gestured to the man in the black suit behind her, "Bring her here." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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