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Chapter 307 Chapter 307, Do you want me to change your clothes for you? 【Third watch】

hospital.

Duan Fei hung up the phone, lay down on the bed and closed her eyes.

Several servants looked at each other with different expressions.

Not long after, someone knocked on the door.

The servant hurried over, "You are?"

"Hello." Zhuo Yu looked at her in surprise, and then at the servants in uniform in the room, "I'm here to visit Duan Fei, and I'm her colleague."

"Oh." The servant turned around, "Miss Duan, a colleague has come to visit you."

Duan Fei didn't move, "Let him go."

"I'm sorry, Miss Duan is not feeling well..."

"Duan Fei!" Zhuo Yu hurriedly shouted, "Even if you don't want to see me, you won't even accept my flowers?"

Duan Fei was unmoved, "If you don't leave, call the security guard."

The servant looked serious, "Sir, please leave immediately."

Zhuo Yu didn't expect Duan Fei to be so heartless.

He has also been in love a few times, which time he didn't send some flowers, and he got it after asking for warmth?
This Duan Fei is like an iceberg beauty, it's fine if she doesn't get in, but she doesn't give any face?

But the more he did this, the more he aroused his desire to conquer.

"Actually, I just wanted to come and see you today. Since you are in a bad mood, forget it, but let's keep this bouquet of white roses. It blooms very well, and it's also pleasing to the eye in a bottle..." Zhuo Yu said Chase, but saw that Duan Fei still didn't respond.

He had no choice but to leave, "Then I'll go back first, see you at work tomorrow."

Turn around and leave.

The servant closed the door.

Unexpectedly, the good times didn't last long, someone knocked on the door again.

This time it was a nurse from the hospital, holding the large bouquet of white roses in her arms, "Miss Duan, a Mr. Zhuo asked me to bring these flowers to you."

Duan Fei was impatient, "Take it and throw it away."

The nurse was a little bit reluctant, "What a beautiful flower, it's a pity to lose it, let's take it."

She handed the flowers to the servant.

The servant was busy looking at Duan Fei, and there was something wrong when a deep voice suddenly sounded, "Where did you get the flowers?"

The servant was taken aback.

It's over, it's over, and the third master actually saw another man giving roses to Miss Duan...

But the nurse couldn't understand her reminder at all, and replied with a smile on her face, "A gentleman surnamed Zhuo gave it to Miss Duan, and he specifically told me to bring the flowers in..."

On the hospital bed, Duan Fei sat up.

She looked at Rong Molan, under the quilt, her fingers subconsciously clenched because of nervousness.

Not only her, but the servant was also worried.

Unexpectedly, Rong Moyan was not angry, but reached out to take the bouquet of white roses, "Did you spend a lot of money? Such a beautiful white rose, what a pity to lose it."

He laughed teasingly, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Tell him, Miss Duan accepts the flowers."

"Ok."

After the nurse left, Rong Mowan took the bouquet of flowers into the ward and walked all the way to the bed. He lowered his head and smelled the flowers, "It's quite fragrant."

There was always a smile on the corner of the man's lips, which could be called a warm smile, but it made Duan Fei's inexplicable chills run down his spine.

In the imperial capital in May, the temperature can reach as high as [-] degrees every day, but she shivered for no reason.

"Why don't you talk?" Rong Moyan looked at her, "Is it because you don't like the beauty of this flower?"

He raised his hand, and the servants turned and left tacitly.

The door closed, and the man sat down slowly by the hospital bed, and handed over the bouquet of white roses, "Young man is so troublesome to ask the nurse to give you flowers, what is your attitude? You don't even look at it, if he knows It must be very sad..."

"I didn't accept it." Duan Fei interrupted, "I never talked to him either."

The smile on Rong Moyun's face suddenly disappeared, "I'm sorry you don't dare."

After speaking, he raised his hand and threw it away.

With a "boom", the bouquet of delicate white roses fell into the trash can with incomparable precision.

Immediately, the man stood up, "Change your clothes and prepare to be discharged from the hospital."

Duan Fei sat up, reached out to unbutton the hospital gown, and looked up at the man again.

Rong Molan stood there without moving, "What? Do you want me to change your clothes for you?"

Duan Fei lowered her head and unbuttoned her clothes.

The girl's delicate body was exposed, and there were still some faint purple bruises left on the skin, which crazily stimulated the man's eyes and senses.

Her jet-black hair fell on her shoulders, intertwined with white and black, and matched with that fair and delicate face, there was an inexplicable sense of brokenness...

Rong Mo pursed his thin lips, and finally suppressed some impulse.

Just watching her put on her clothes, he stepped forward and hugged her with his arms.

Because it was so sudden, Duan Fei subconsciously grabbed the fabric of his suit, "What... are you doing?"

"It only took 10 minutes to change clothes. It's faster for me to hug her so fragile."

Duan Fei frowned.

But she also knows that it is best not to disobey what a man says.

She could only lower her head and try to bury her face in his arms so that no one could see it.

But such a move puts someone in a good mood.

Just walk out of the ward and enter the elevator...

Until sitting in the car, she reached out to push him.

Rong Molan remained unmoved, wrapped her waist and let her sit in his arms.

Not long after, Cheng Fang got into the car and said without squinting, "Master."

"Go to Fengshang District."

"Okay, third master."

The black Rolls Royce drove out slowly.

Speechless all the way.

When the car arrived at Fengshang Community, it continued to drive in, and finally stopped downstairs.

Duan Fei's body stiffened, "Where are my things?"

Rong Mo gestured carelessly, "The car behind."

It was only then that Duan Fei noticed that a black Audi stopped behind her, the door opened, and two servants got out of the car with bags containing her things.

She suddenly had a bad premonition.

Sure enough, Rong Moyan said, "These two will stay here to take care of you."

Duan Fei frowned, "Aunt Wang..."

"She's been fired."

Duan Fei: "..."

Rong Mowan stared at her, "I paid you a hush money, don't worry."

Duan Fei closed her eyes, got up and left his legs, opened the door and got out of the car.

Because it was Sunday, people came and went in the community.

She entered the corridor without looking back.

Although Rong Moyan didn't get out of the car, it was quite eye-catching for such a world-class luxury car to be parked there like this.

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"grandmother."

Duan Fei pushed open the door of the bedroom facing south.

The old lady was sitting alone at the table by the window, looking up at her with blank eyes.

Duan Fei breathed a sigh of relief, she walked up to her, "Grandma, when did Aunt Wang leave?"

Mrs. Feng answered irrelevantly, "Feng Yuan, why did you cut your hair short?"

Duan Fei smiled and sat down, "It's hot, so I cut it short."

Old Mrs. Feng reached out and touched her shoulder-length black hair, "Long hair still looks good, don't cut it short, it doesn't look good."

Duan Fei nodded obediently, "Okay."

Old Mrs. Feng didn't remember her half a month ago. This time she fell ill and stayed in the hospital for two days. It seemed that her memory disorder became more serious...

As for downstairs.

In the car, Rong Molan said, "Go back."

Cheng Fang hurriedly started the car.

Looking at the rearview mirror, he couldn't help asking, "Third Master, are you going to let Miss Duan live here?"

It's not that he said, he went to Duan's house this morning. This new house is too small and crude, not in line with the third master's taste...

Rong Mo lowered half of the car window, lit a cigarette with his slender fingers, and smoked, "She wants to live here, so let her."

The tone is a little doting?Cheng Fang hurriedly nodded in agreement, "Indeed, this community is quite close to the hospital, and it is very convenient to see a doctor and get medicine, and there is a subway station at the door, so you can go directly to the cultural center without having to change stations, and commuting to and from get off work is very convenient..."

"You talk too much." Rong Moyan interrupted.

Cheng Fang quickly shut up and drove the car quietly.

**
The next day is Monday.

In the morning, Zhuo Yu came to the next door for the Nth time, and looked at Duan Fei's position.

Back in the office, the colleagues around me couldn't help joking, "Did you go to see that intern in the art department again?"

Zhuo Yu smiled, "You still ask if you know?"

"Don't blame me for not telling you." The colleague lowered his voice, "I went to deliver materials to the curator once, and I heard gossip. It is said that Duan Fei has a very solid background. He seems to be a student sponsored by the Rong family, the third master of the Rong family. We're old acquaintances with her mother..."

"So what?" Zhuo Yu didn't think so.

Colleague tut, "Can this kind of girl, who has come into contact with a wealthy family, fall in love with a working class like us who earn a dead salary? Give up, I think you have been chasing you for half a month, has she looked at you? ?”

Zhuo Yu smiled, "Not only did she look at me, but she also accepted the flowers I sent."

"When?" The colleague was surprised.

"I won't tell you." Zhuo Yu pretended to be closed, "You just wait for her to be my girlfriend."

……

When it was lunch time, Zhuo Yu immediately got up and went to the next door.

"Wang Qin, Duan Fei hasn't come to work yet?"

"No." Wang Qin said, "I sent a WeChat message but didn't reply. I guess I'm still sick."

"That's it." Zhuo Yu frowned, "I went to the hospital yesterday and felt that she was in good condition, and I asked the nurse and said that she has been arranged to be discharged..."

"Maybe I want to rest for one more day." Wang Qin comforted him, "Don't worry, she will definitely come tomorrow."

"it is good."

Unexpectedly, after a day, Duan Fei still didn't come to work.

No news on Wednesday and Thursday...

After a long time, the leader, Minister Hou, was alarmed.

He didn't dare to neglect at all, and hurriedly reported it to Director Zhao.

then……

On Friday morning, the black Rolls-Royce came to Fengshang Community again.

Rong Mo got out of the car lazily, buttoned up his suit jacket, and then raised his hand to push the glasses frame, "Someone bring the old lady into the house."

"Okay, third master." Cheng Fang hurriedly called.

**
In the upstairs room, the servant came out of the room after answering the phone.

Duan Fei was nestling on the sofa in the living room. She was wearing comfortable home clothes, hugging her legs, and staring at the TV screen with her eyes motionless.

The servant took a look, then went to close the door of Mrs. Feng's room.

Turning around, Duan Fei turned her head and looked over, staring at her with a pair of deer eyes, "What are you doing?"

The servant was taken aback, and hurriedly replied, "The third master is downstairs now, and he said he will come up immediately."

Duan Fei looked away and stopped talking.

The servant went into his room.

After a while, Duan Fei reached out to pick up the remote control, pressed the TV to pause, and then took out the phone.

The WeChat interface is full of messages from Wang Qin, and dozens of messages have been sent in just a few days.

She didn't even bother to reply.

There was a knock on the door, but she was unmoved and deleted Wang Qin's dialog box.

The man finally pressed the password to lock in because of impatience.

Looking at the figure on the sofa, Rong Molan frowned, "Old Zhao said you didn't go to work this week, are you feeling unwell?"

Duan Fei said, "No."

"Is there something wrong with the school?"

Duan Fei continued, "No."

Rong Mo stepped forward and looked down at her condescendingly, "Why is that?"

Duan Fei raised her head, "Why should I go to the cultural center for an internship?"

???

"It's because I know the relationship between Lao Zhao and me, so..."

"No." Duan Fei directly denied.

"Tell me the reason." Rong Moyan was already impatient.

Duan Fei said, "It's too hard, I don't want to go."

Since Rong Mowan likes her so much and is willing to give her money and help her take care of her grandma, why should she continue to work hard?
Isn't it easy to enjoy it?

And in her current life, it is estimated that many women should be envious and jealous, right?
She should know how to cherish, should obediently listen to Rong Moyan's words, should he need her, she should rush over there to satisfy his wishes at the first time... Do nothing at other times, and don't have to do it.

Because countless lessons have told her that it is useless to do it, and it is even more useless to work hard.

Rong Mo smiled carelessly, "Okay, I won't go if I don't want to go."

Facing the man's connivance, Duan Fei's expression remained calm, "Is the villa sold?"

Rong Mo asked softly, "What are you in a hurry for?"

"I want money."

???

Duan Fei said, "I sold all the things you sent, and paid the rent for a year with the money I earned. Now I have no money."

Rong Mowan directly stretched out his hand and hugged her into his arms, his voice was low, "As long as you are always so obedient, I will give you whatever you want."

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