Mr. Bo suddenly became addicted to her

As the fingers tapped on the table, the man's face gradually became a little gloomy.

The atmosphere in the box was quiet.

But there are faint undercurrents surging.

Just when Duan Fei thought he was going to lose his temper, Rong Moyan continued, "Before you kept saying you wanted to break up with me, wasn't it because I wanted to marry Zhou Yueyao?"

???

Duan Fei frowned unconsciously, "Yes, that's because I don't want to be the third party in your marriage, but it doesn't mean that if you don't marry her, I will marry you..."

"But it was because of you that I broke off my engagement with her." Rong Moyan interrupted.

So Duan Fei frowned even tighter in an instant, "Didn't Miss Zhou break off the engagement with you?"

Rong Moyan: "..."

Is this the point?
Moreover……

The man's eyebrows twitched slightly, and after nearly five seconds of silence, he said, "Do you really think I was dumped by her?"

Duan Fei wisely chose not to speak.

But Rong Mowan looked at her expression...

He explained, "It was because she gave me some kind of hallucinogen that night that I went into the bedroom and wanted to touch you."

Duan Fei couldn't help laughing, "I think you were very sober at the time, and you didn't look like you were drugged at all."

"Later, I went to the doctor for a body fluid test, do I need to show you the report?" Rong Mowan asked back.

Duan Fei: "...No need."

"But that's not the point of the question." Rong Moyan said, "The point is, you should think carefully about your marriage to me."

Why did it go around again?
Duan Fei could only repeat again, "I also said, I won't marry you..."

"Yes." Rong Moyan nodded unexpectedly.

Duan Fei was surprised.

next second.

"Then stay by my side until you are willing to marry me."

Duan Fei was going crazy, "Rong Moyan, what are you thinking? How many times have I told you that the reason I followed you before was because my grandma was sick, and I needed a lot of money to treat her and take medicine. Now that my grandma is gone, I have had enough of the life without dignity before, I want to be free and upright, and I want to have my own life!"

After a long speech, Rong Mo frowned slightly, "Follow me, and you can also have freedom."

"Impossible!" Duan Fei directly denied.

Rong Mo narrowed his eyes, "Why?"

Duan Fei said, "I understand your character, you are domineering, domineering, selfish and authoritarian..."

Rong Mo's brow twitched again.

In her eyes, he has so many shortcomings?
"And a man like you will not allow your woman to do anything that makes you unhappy. In your eyes, a woman may be a tool to vent your desire. The most important thing is that I don't like you at all, so I won't I'm with you." After Duan Fei finished speaking, she felt a little thirsty, so she picked up the lemonade in front of her and started to drink it.

And Rong Mowan just looked at her like this until the box door was knocked.

The waiter walked in pushing the dining cart and began to serve the food.

The two people at the table were so quiet, just watching the waiter serve the food.

"Mr. Rong, your dishes are all ready, I wish you a pleasant meal."

Rong Moyan nodded slightly.

After the waiter left and the box door closed, he said, "Let's eat first."

Duan Fei didn't want to eat it.

But everyone was already sitting at the dining table, and it was already past one o'clock in the afternoon, so they were indeed a little hungry. Those dishes were right in front of them, and they smelled so good...

She took off her coat, wiped her fingers with a wet tissue, and began to eat.

The whole meal was very quiet.

After eating, Rong Mo lazily got up, "Let's go."

Duan Fei picked up her bag and coat and followed him away.

Along the way, there are all kinds of "Mr. Rong" and "Mr. Rong"...

Duan Fei kept her head down, and even reached out to brush her hair down, so that she didn't see the man in front of her suddenly stop, and then she bumped into his back.

"Well……"

Duan Fei was startled, and quickly stabilized her body.

The man turned around and looked at her, "Why are you walking so carelessly?"

After finishing speaking, he reached out to touch her forehead, "I'll see if I hit it."

Duan Fei blushed, tried to hide, even hit him because she was too nervous, "Don't touch me!"

Rong Moyan: "..."

The waiters all around looked at them.

That look...

Rong Mo gritted his teeth.

He didn't even know how he endured it.

**
Just drive back home.

Sister Juan and Cheng Fang went upstairs with their luggage, and asked in front of the master bedroom, "Third Master, which room should you put your things in?"

Duan Fei immediately stretched out her hand to signal, "That room."

Sister Juan: "..."

Cheng Fang also: "..."

To their surprise, Rong Mo nodded lazily, "Listen to her."

Sister Juan + Cheng Fang: "???"

A big stone fell from Duan Fei's heart, she breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "I'm going to paint."

After speaking, he came to the studio next to the master bedroom.

Unexpectedly, Rong Moyan also walked over.

Duan Fei was nervous for a while, and subconsciously blocked the door, "What are you doing?"

Rong Mo looked at her condescendingly, "It's fine if the master bedroom doesn't let me in, but the guest room doesn't let me in either?"

Duan Fei said, "Didn't I just say that the guest room you live in is where you lived before."

"I have a spare key for every room here." Rong Moyan cut off her thoughts with a single sentence, "If you don't let me in now, I will go in later, or..."

He raised his eyebrows suddenly, "What's the secret inside?"

"No!" Duan Fei squeezed his hands angrily, and finally stepped aside, "You can watch it if you want."

Her painting has already begun to take shape, and the next step is various colors and adjustments.

But her painting is relatively cryptic, so there is no need to feel guilty, so what if Rong Moyan sees it?Anyway, he couldn't understand it, let alone associate it with himself...

"Ah."

Rong Mo let out a soft laugh, and walked into the studio.

As soon as I came in, I saw a dazzling array of painting tools in the room, and there was an easel in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Behind the lens, the man's eyes just swept across one by one, with neither sad nor happy expression.

Duan Fei also stood by and looked at him blankly, until the man suddenly walked towards the easel.

Her eyes moved slightly, and her heart twitched accordingly.

Rong Molan stopped in front of the easel, looking slightly sideways at the paintings on the canvas.

He didn't speak, just stood there and watched for a long time, until...

Duan Fei was nervous and embarrassed, and even wondered if he saw something?
Then--

The man turned around, and his thin lips curled up mockingly, "Cheng Fang said that you have been drawing here for a while, for twenty days, and this is all you did?"

? ? ! !
Duan Fei opened her eyes wide, "What do you mean?"

Rong Mo said with a lazy smile, "What's the name of your painting?"

Duan Fei hesitated, "What exactly are you going to say?"

The man said leisurely, "If this painting is placed in the exhibition like this, I won't even be interested in taking a look at it. The color is certainly impactful, but there is no finishing touch..."

"What do you understand?" Duan Fei couldn't help interrupting, "You didn't understand at all, what do you think of my painting? Besides, I haven't finished painting yet!"

"Oh." Rong Moyan nodded, "Then keep working hard, I hope you can win the prize."

After saying that, he turned around and walked out.

Duan Fei stared at his back, almost pissed off.

When she first participated in the competition, she thought about drawing copies, drawing figures, or various sketches from life...

But they all feel that such works are not bright at all, and it is impossible to attract the eyes of the judges.

It wasn't until that day after listening to Mr. Rong's speech that she suddenly had the inspiration to draw a theme about depression.

She has worked so hard for so long. Although the painting is not yet finished, it is already a semi-finished product. Now she is suddenly judged like this, and she is really unhappy.

but……

The finishing touch?

Duan Fei came to the easel and sat down, looking at the painting, lost in thought.

**
Rong Molan returned to the next room, and Sister Juan had almost tidied up the room.

He glanced, "Where is Assistant Cheng?"

"Assistant Cheng went to the balcony to make a phone call." Sister Juan took a basket of dirty clothes and left after speaking.

Rong Mo came to the balcony.

The floor-to-ceiling window was half opened, and Cheng Fang's voice came, "Honey, I was wrong, don't worry, I will definitely ask the boss for leave on the 10th to accompany you, and then we will bring Yuanyuan together... Really, I Do not lie to you……"

Rong Moyan: "..."

He turned back to the room and sat down on the sofa.

So after Cheng Fang finished the phone call and returned to the bedroom, he saw the boss sitting there with a blank expression.

"Third Master, the rooms are all tidied up."

Rong Molan looked up at him, "I'll go back to work in the company tomorrow."

"Okay, Third Master." Cheng Fang said, "Don't worry, I will keep an eye on Miss Duan."

Rong Moyan suddenly asked, "Cheng Fang, how long have you been with me?"

Cheng Fang was terrified when he heard this, "Third Master, I haven't made any mistakes recently, have I?"

In addition to letting Miss Duan escape secretly in France...

But he later made atonement. These days, he was watching at the villa every day, going to and from school, and even now that Ms. Duan started to work, he followed Ms. Duan dutifully every day, not daring to be distracted at all.

Rong Mowan raised his hand and pinched his forehead, "I'll give you a few days of annual leave."

"Third Master..." Cheng Fang almost knelt down, "What did I do wrong, can you just tell me?"

Zhou Papi suddenly said that he would give him annual leave?

Isn't that the same as laying him off?

Although Rong Molan's temperament is eccentric, cloudy and sunny, and even often plots and tricks...

But the salary is high, otherwise I wouldn't have been with him for so long...

Rong Molan said, "Not now, when Duan Fei's painting is finished, around August or September, I will give you a few days of annual leave."

He was silent for a while, and added, "I don't need to live in a villa to watch her anymore, just send her to and from get off work as usual."

"Third Master, what do you mean..." Cheng Fang really didn't understand now.

Rong Mo stood up lazily, her Danfeng eyes narrowed behind the lenses, "She said she wanted to be free."

Cheng Fang: "???"

**
The drawing contest deadline is January 1th.

On the evening of the 9th, Duan Fei took photos of the paintings and emailed them for submission, and she was completely relieved.

The next morning, she went downstairs for breakfast.

Rong Moyan was already sitting there, wearing glasses, with a glass of iced Americano in his hand, and a financial newspaper in his left hand.

At first glance, he looks like a gentle scum...

Hearing the voice, the man raised his eyes and put down the newspaper, "Going to work or school today?"

Duan Fei withdrew her gaze, sat down opposite him, took a bite of the sandwich, and then replied simply: "Go to work."

Rong Mo nodded lazily and stopped talking.

The two of them just finished their breakfast, the man looked at the time, "Cheng Fang asked for leave today, I'll take you to work."

???

Duan Fei looked at him in surprise, "What's wrong with Assistant Cheng? Has something happened to his family?"

Rong Mo narrowed his eyes, "You care about him so much?"

Duan Fei again: "???"

"I'm just curious..." she said.

After all, Cheng Fang can be said to be a tool between her and Rong Moyun all along. In the past, he was responsible for picking her up to see Rong Moyun, and later he was responsible for watching her. Even if she went to school or work, he would never leave her. , like guarding prisoners...

"He's fine." Rong Moyan said, "He's just on annual leave."

Duan Fei nodded slowly, "Oh."

"Let's go." Rong Moyan said, and walked out.

Duan Fei had no choice but to pick up her bag and coat and hurriedly followed.

The person in charge of driving is another assistant of Rong Molan, named Dong Zhi, who is younger than Cheng Fang.

Duan Fei thought, should Dong Zhi look at her instead?

The car drove to the cultural center first and stopped on the side of the road.

Rong Mo said, "Here we are."

Duan Fei held the door handle and subconsciously glanced at him.

The sun shines on the man's handsome and gentle face through the car window, and he slightly lifts his thin lips, "It's almost 9 o'clock, and you still don't get out of the car?"

Duan Fei's heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly pushed the door open.

The black Rolls Royce drove out slowly.

Duan Fei stood there, looked around, looked around, and couldn't believe it.

He just left?

Cheng Fang asked for leave, but he didn't arrange anyone to follow her today?
is this real?
Isn't he afraid that she will run away again?