Mr. Bo suddenly became addicted to her

What he doesn't know is...

Duan Fei rummaged through boxes and cabinets in the room, searched everywhere, and finally found a foldable Swiss Army knife in the bottom drawer of the bedside table.

She hurriedly took out the knife and stuffed it into the pocket of her clothes.

Then, sit there quietly and wait.

result--

Cheng Fang and a strange short-haired woman were waiting.

"Miss Duan."

Cheng Fang greeted with a smile, and then ordered, "The third master said, turn your hair black, and then take care of it, as well as your face... ahem, and take care of your body, I'll go out first."

"Okay." The short-haired woman was also drunk.

She is the queen stylist of the top domestic stars, and the looks she has handled in her hands are always the best on the red carpet.

Now I come here to help with such a simple and untechnical job...,

Don't you think it's overkill?
As if seeing something wrong with her expression, Cheng Fang warned, "Don't blame me for not reminding you, don't be smart, just do as you were told."

Short-haired woman: "Okay."

……

After Cheng Fang gave the order, he went downstairs.

Rong Mo sat on the sofa downstairs, with his long legs crossed, and a cigarette between his fingers.

It can be clearly seen that there are still some red marks on the left face...

But Cheng Fang didn't dare to guess at will.

It must be that the boss didn't pay attention and hit the wall while walking!
Correct!
It must be so!

How could it be that Ms. Duan called her?
Miss Duan is such a gentle and quiet girl...

"What are you looking at?" Rong Mo raised his eyes indifferently.

The pair of long and narrow red phoenix eyes behind the lens were indifferent and dark, sending a chill down Cheng Fang's spine, and hurried forward, "Third Master, I'm already doing styling for Miss Duan, and it's said that it will take about three hours."

Rong Mo raised his hand.

It's already 8 o'clock, wouldn't it be three hours later...

"Third Master, although your requirements are not high, nursing care takes time, let alone full body care..."

Rong Mo nodded lazily, "Wait."

Duan Fei's green hair, he really couldn't bear it, he always felt it was dazzling.

And the skin on the face and body, I don’t know what inferior skin care products I used, the smell is not used to him...

"Third Lord." Cheng Fang looked at the boss and thought carefully, "Do you want to go to the company tomorrow?"

Rong Molan recovered, "Well. You don't have to go there, just stay here and guard. If she wants to go out, find two more people to follow her."

"clear."

……

Three hours later, the stylist came downstairs.

"Master, it's all done."

Rong Mo raised his hand lazily, "Cheng Fang, see off the guests."

Cheng Fang hurriedly signaled, "This way please."

The man lifts his feet up the stairs.

In the bedroom, the door was closed.

He walked over and reached for the doorknob.

???

This girl actually locked the door behind her?

"Duan Fei!"

Duan Fei's voice came from inside, "I'm going to sleep."

"This is my room." Rong Moyan reminded.

"You go to sleep next door."

Rong Moyan's temples were beating non-stop.

You just slapped him and bit his lip, and now you want to occupy his bedroom?

Impatiently, he gripped the doorknob and began to shake it, "Open the door."

"do not want!"

"I don't want to say it a second time."

"Kick the door open if you have the ability!"

Rong Moyan even raised his eyebrows, "Don't challenge my patience."

Duan Fei stopped talking.

"Duan Fei!" Rong Mo said in a calm voice.

It's not that he doesn't want to kick the door, it's just...

This villa is very old, and it still uses the foreign anti-theft measures. The door locks are all antiques. You need to find a professional to open the lock. Ordinary locksmiths can't open it at all, and the door panel is naturally not so easy to kick open.

He said, "The door of this room cannot be locked, and you will not be able to get out easily."

Duan Fei ignored him at all.

or……

I don't believe it at all.

"Duan Fei..."

"Uh, third master."

Cheng Fang's voice suddenly came from behind.

Rong Molan paused his fingers, then turned around expressionlessly, "Is there anything else?"

Cheng Fang was also momentarily embarrassed.

He had no choice but to come back after delivering the stylist. Seeing that the boss was not downstairs, he subconsciously went to the second floor. Who knew that Rong Moyan was locked out by Miss Duan...

This is really the first time ever.

"Third Master, can I go home first tonight?" Cheng Fang said hurriedly, "I haven't been back for two months, my wife should think I have someone outside."

Rong Mo nodded lazily, "Go."

"Thank you, Third Master." Cheng Fang thanked with a smile.

Turning around to leave, walking two steps and then stopping, "Third Master, Miss Duan has just been found after all, it may take a while to get used to it, don't be too tough, be careful to force her..."

Under Rong Mo's lazy and gloomy eyes, Cheng Fang hurriedly turned around and trotted down the stairs.

I didn't dare to breathe until I came downstairs.

Damn it, I've eaten a bear's heart and a leopard's guts, and dare to tell the boss how to love women?Fortunately, I run fast...

As for upstairs.

Rong Moyan stood there, frowning.

Need time to adapt?

Thinking of the past two days, whenever he touched her, he would resist in various ways, either throwing things or hitting him...

A few seconds later, Rong Mo turned around and went to the next room.

**
in the bedroom.

Duan Fei couldn't be more frightened.

Although she locked the door, she was really afraid that Rong Moyan would kick the door in and touch her forcibly...

It's not like he can't do this kind of thing.

What's more, this is his house, so tearing down the door is not a trivial matter.

But no.

Rong Molan yelled a few words outside the door, but there was no movement.

Duan Fei walked to the door lightly, leaned against the door panel and listened for a long time.

Still nothing.

The phone rang suddenly at this moment.

Duan Fei was startled, and hurried over to pick up the phone.

Seeing the word "Yao Yao" above, she sighed dejectedly, connected the phone, "Hello."

"Feifei, how are you? Rong Moyun didn't bully you, did he?"

"No." Duan Fei panted, "I'll sleep alone tonight, don't worry."

"Do you really want to live with the pervert?"

"My house was rented out by him, and the villa is full of people, so I can't leave it for the time being." Duan Fei said, "Let's take a step and see, there will always be a chance."

"But..." Jiang Yaoyao hesitated, "If he wants to marry Miss Zhou, what should you do?"

"I won't let him touch me." After Duan Fei finished speaking, she added, "I won't be a mistress either."

"Beifei, take care of yourself, call me if you have anything to do, or call Bo Jinlan directly, I'll give you his phone number later."

"Thank you." Duan Fei smiled, "You are so kind."

……

The night passed like this.

The next morning, Duan Fei was awakened by a knock on the door.

She sat up in bed in fright.

Looking at the room, I suddenly realized that I had left Paris, returned to the imperial capital, and was still living in the bedroom of Rong Molan's villa...

"Boom boom boom!"

The door of the room was kicked louder, obviously impatient.

Duan Fei got dressed and went to open the door, looking expressionlessly at the man in a suit and leather shoes in front of him.

Rong Moyan was also squinting at her.

The green hair was gone, replaced by long black hair.

Two months have passed, Duan Fei's shoulder-length hair has grown to the back, and the stylist didn't cut it short, but just dyed it black and treated it with hair care, to set off the thin and fair melon-seeded face, wet Lulu's deer eyes, pink lips and upturned nose...

Rong Moyan was very satisfied, "Come down and have breakfast with me."

Duan Fei was a little speechless, "Can't you eat by yourself?"

"No." Rong Moyan stretched out his hand to hold her.

Duan Fei hurriedly turned around and ran into the house, "I'll wash first."

Rong Molan stood there, the corners of his mouth slowly curled up.

**
After 10 minutes, Duan Fei went downstairs.

At the dining table, the man sat there in a refined and refined manner.

When she sat down, a deep magnetic voice sounded slowly, "I'm going to work these few days, you stay at home..."

"Are you going to put me under house arrest?" Duan Fei interrupted.

Rong Moyan picked up the knife and fork, and thought for a while, "If you don't run away, Cheng Fang can take you out for a stroll. Of course, you can also meet Miss Jiang if you want, but you have to go home to sleep at night."

Duan Fei closed her eyes, "Rong Moyan, do you think I can't run away if someone watches me?"

Rong Mo smiled lazily, "If you are not afraid of what happened in Paris last time, you can continue to escape, but... I have plenty of ways to catch you back, no matter how many times, if you don't believe me, you can try."

Duan Fei held the knife and fork tightly, and then she said, "I'm going back to school."

Rong Moyan suddenly smiled more cheerfully, "Yes."

Duan Fei ignored him, lowered her head and ate her breakfast seriously.

After breakfast, Cheng Fang came, and Rong Moyun went to work in the company by car.

Duan Fei checked the courses of the first semester of senior year on the Internet. There are only two or three classes a week, and they are all optional. In the class group, the students are talking about internships and graduation thesis every day. .

"Miss Duan." Cheng Fang asked, "Are you going to school today?"

Duan Fei asked back, "Do you want to follow me?"

Cheng Fang sneered, "Miss Duan, I'm just following the orders of the boss, so don't mind."

"In this case, if I run away..."

"Miss Duan." Cheng Fang's scalp was numb, "You just have to pity me, old man, don't run away, and if you run away... the third master will find you back, why let yourself suffer that? ?”

Duan Fei smiled, "So what you mean is that you want me to continue to be his mistress, to be his mistress in his marriage with Miss Zhou?"

Cheng Fang: "Uh..."

"I can't do it." Duan Fei said, "In the past, it was because I wanted to treat my grandma, so I endured him, but now that my grandma has left, it doesn't matter if I suffer or suffer, I just don't want to continue Live such a life without dignity."

"Miss Duan." Cheng Fang frowned, "Actually, the third master still has you in his heart. On the day you ran away, I was a little confused whether to tell him the matter, because I was afraid that it would affect his wedding, but I didn't expect to throw it away after telling him." He rushed to find you at the wedding scene... In fact, he could have finished the wedding and then went to you, but he didn't, have you ever thought about what this means?"

Duan Fei looked at him, "Does this matter? After all, he still has to hold a make-up wedding soon, doesn't he?"

One sentence directly choked Cheng Fang back.

Because he didn't understand it either.

Being able to leave the wedding to find Miss Duan shows that in the heart of the third master, Miss Duan is much more important than Miss Zhou and even the Rong family.

As long as he found Miss Duan, he thought that the two of them should be able to get along well after communicating, but he didn't expect that the third master would continue to hold a make-up wedding...

Duan Fei got up, "I'll go upstairs and change."

**
Half an hour later, Duan Fei changed her clothes and came down with a small bag in her hand.

Cheng Fang hurriedly followed.

The car at the gate of the villa has already driven over.

When Duan Fei got into the car, she found that there were still two people sitting inside, one was the driver, and the other was Miss Zhao.

Duan Fei sneered, "Do I need so many people to look at me?"

Sister Zhao was too embarrassed to speak.

Cheng Fang could only keep smiling, "Miss Duan, do you want to go to school or..."

Duan Fei: "Go to China Merchants Bank."

Cheng Fang hurriedly ordered, "Xiao Liu, go to the nearby China Merchants Bank."

The car moved slowly.

When they arrived at the bank 20 minutes later, the whole group got out of the car, surrounded Duan Fei and walked inside.

After finishing the thawing business, the group returned to the car like this.

"Miss Duan, where are you going next?" Cheng Fang asked again.

Duan Fei endured it: "School."

So I went to school again.

There happened to be an oil painting appreciation class this morning, a group of people came to the classroom, and Sister Zhao accompanied her in.

There were not many students in the classroom, and they were surprised to see this.

Duan Fei had no expression on her face, she just went in and found a place to sit down.

Sister Zhao naturally sat beside her.

Cheng Fang and the driver could only wait outside the classroom.

After a class was over, Duan Fei got up, and then led the group of people away in a mighty way.

Several students in the classroom suddenly exploded.

"Why did Duan Fei come to class suddenly?"

"And with a nanny and bodyguard?"

"This lady's style is really good..."

the following few days.

During the day, Rong Moyan went to work in the company.

Duan Fei went back to school, attended classes when there were classes, and went to the library or study room to practice drawing when there were no classes.

But she will go home before Rong Moyan gets off work, and then lock the bedroom door behind her...

Maybe it was because she went to Europe for two months and the company had a lot of things to do, so Rong Moyun didn't bother her anymore, so a week passed without incident.

The time has also come to December.

This day is the winter solstice.

Duan Fei returned to the villa at night, saw the pair of blue slippers belonging to the man in the entrance, and heaved a sigh of relief.

It's not that Cheng Fang didn't see her careful thinking, "Miss Duan, today's winter solstice, according to the usual practice, the third master will go back to Rong's old house for the holiday."

Duan Fei: "Oh."