Rose Manor

Yunding Palace is far away from the dining place, and it was already past 10:30 when we returned.

Along the way, the two had nothing to say.

Back in the room, Shen Jianian sat at the end of the bed, fiddling with the tassels at the end of the scarf with his cold fingers.

Suddenly, there was a loud "bang" sound from the next door, like something hitting the ground. Shen Jia Nian's nerves tensed up and he stood up from the bed.

By accident, he walked to Fu Jichen's bedroom and stopped at the door.

The door was open, and there was an open silver suitcase on the floor. Fu Jichen took out a pile of clothes from the cloakroom and threw it in.He was wearing only a pure black shirt. As he moved, half of the hem of the shirt came out of the waistband of his trousers. His sleeves were rolled up twice casually. The lines of his exposed forearms were sexy yet strong, and his cold white wrists were wrapped around each other. The thin gold chain is usually hidden in the sleeves so that no one can easily find it.

But Shen Jia Nian knew that he never took off this bracelet after putting it on.

As if aware of the gaze from the door, Fu Jichen straightened up and looked over, his eyes passing over her face calmly.

Shen Jianian walked in with very light steps and stopped next to the suitcase. He looked down at the clothes in the suitcase and then looked up at the tall man.

Without saying a word, he turned to the cloakroom and took out two ties.

Shen Jianian didn't know how to speak, and he had no intention of taking the initiative to tell him where he was going.Silence spread unchecked in the spacious room.

Finally, it was Shen Jianian who couldn't help it. When he turned around again, she reached out and grabbed the hem of his shirt. Her voice was as soft as a swallow flying over the snow, leaving no trace: "Where are you going?"

She may not have realized it, but there was a hint of dependence in that simple sentence.

The house was completely foreign to her, and he was the only familiar person.

Fu Jichen turned around and looked down, falling on her little hand holding the hem of his clothes. The white fingertips and the black shirt, the extreme contrast between black and white, stimulated people's eyes.

She clenched it so tightly that the fabric was wrinkled, as if she was afraid that he would leave just now.

Fu Jichen couldn't help but chuckle, with a hint of ridicule.Ever since she met that member of the Pei family tonight, she felt as if she had lost all her soul. All her thoughts were focused on that person, and there was no one else in her eyes.

I'm afraid she wished she could fly to that person and relieve his lovesickness.

Two loving people were forced to separate due to force majeure. Fu Jichen didn't know whether the relationship would become deeper in this situation or fade away with the passage of time.

"Shen Jia Nian, what do you want to do with this behavior?" Fu Jichen pulled her hand away, but did not let go immediately. His fingers with distinct phalanges secretly exerted force, and veins bulged on the back of his hand, and he said word by word, "Don't tell me , reluctant to let me go."

Shen Jianian raised her gaze and stared at his clear-cut face, with long eyebrows and deep eyes, which seemed to be filled with thick fog that could not be broken away, and what she wanted to say was completely forgotten in an instant.

"Speak." Fu Jichen was in a bad mood and couldn't hide it even if he wanted to.

Shen Jia Nian pursed her lips. She just heard the noise and came over to take a look. When she saw the suitcase on the ground, she felt a trace of panic in her heart, wondering where he was going late at night.

That's it.

Don't know why it developed like this.

Come to think of it, that sound was just from him accidentally knocking over the suitcase, nothing else.

She remained silent, and Fu Jichen became more and more angry, pushing her to the bedside and pressing her down on the big dark bed.

Shen Jianian's long black and smooth hair spread out and merged with the sheets, as if being drawn into a whirlpool, dizzy and falling.

The man in front of him had a pair of eyes filled with lust and anger, like a beast that had just been released from its cage, wanting to tear its prey into pieces and devour it.

Shen Jia Nian's heart was beating faster and faster, and he would be lying if he said he was not scared.

Fu Jichen's big palm pinched her waist, and her body's subconscious reaction was to tighten, like a spring stretched to its extreme.He didn't seem to notice, maybe he did, but he didn't want to stop, so he took the time to unbutton the collar of his shirt.

After untying only two pieces, he ran out of patience. He straightened his upper body and knelt on the bed, crossed his hands to hold the hem of the clothes, pulled them off from bottom to top, and threw them away.

The shirt is like a withered maple leaf, hanging by the bed, about to fall.

There was nothing else in the room except two intertwined sounds of breathing and rubbing.

*
Fu Jichen returned to Yicheng for business and left the villa early in the morning.

When he woke up, Shen Jianian no longer had the body temperature of that person beside him. He only remembered the charming and fiery scenes last night, and the words he left when he was confused.

"I'm flying to Yicheng tomorrow. Dong Ke has an important project that was almost discussed a year ago. I have to go there in person to finish it off. You can stay here with peace of mind. I'll be back soon." Shen Jia Nian got up and packed himself up. At around nine o'clock , come down from upstairs.

There are several large and small boxes placed on the open space in the living room, two of which are particularly large and bound with wooden frames. They are not only filled with foam boards, but also filled with cushioning sponges.

"The things sent from Yicheng have just been delivered to your home. Do you need help sorting them out?" Cheng Jin asked.

Shen Jia Nian was stunned for a moment and nodded: "Sorry to trouble you."

Those two big boxes should contain cellos, and the rest are some personal belongings that she can't part with. Fu Jichen meant that she would stay in Beicheng for a long time and not go back.

"No trouble, no trouble, just wait a moment, I'll prepare breakfast for you first." Cheng Jin smiled, because he was not familiar with her, and his words were full of restraint and politeness.

Shen Jianian sat down on the sofa and turned his head to look out the floor-to-ceiling glass window. Several workers were digging the soil in the front yard, wondering what they wanted to plant.

The greening facilities in this villa are very good, but the color is a bit monotonous. Most of the green trees are planted, especially holly and camphor trees.

After having breakfast, Shen Jianian received a call from Bai Changxia.

The two made an appointment to meet at a newly opened coffee shop.

Shen Jia Nian changed his clothes and put a scarf around his neck, just like yesterday, to cover the circle of horrific scars.

Before going out, she said hello to Cheng Jin, saying that she was going to meet a friend and would come back after dinner.

Hearing this, Cheng Jin quickly took out his mobile phone from his pocket: "Wait a moment, I'll call the driver."

Shen Jianian said: "Don't bother, I'll take a taxi there."

"My husband told me before he left that if you go out, you must send a driver to pick you up." Cheng Jin smiled awkwardly at her, dialed the driver's number, said a few words briefly, and then reported to her, "Sit down and wait for a while. The driver will be here soon."

About 10 minutes later, a black Mercedes-Benz business car drove up to the porch and stopped.

Shen Jia Nian carried a small bag and went out, opening the door. There were three rows of seats inside, the second row was empty, and two large men in suits and ties sat in the third row.

The person driving the car was not Qu Mo. He was a little older than Qu Mo, in his thirties, and his body was as strong as the two men in suits and ties.

Shen Jia Nian was stunned in the cold wind.

After a moment, she slowly turned back and looked at Cheng Jin standing at the door with doubtful eyes.

Cheng Jin curled his lips and smiled, explaining: "It's all Mr.'s arrangement."

Shen Jianian carefully identified the car and was sure it was the one Song Fang drove to the airport to pick her up yesterday. He hesitated to get in and glanced at the two men in the back seat.

Seeing her nervousness, one of the men said, "We are the bodyguards hired by Mr. Fu to protect you. You can treat us as if we don't exist."

The business car was driving on the road, and there was light rain in the sky. Shen Jia Nian looked at the street scene in the rain for a while, and looked down at his mobile phone for a while, but he still couldn't pretend that they didn't exist.

Arriving at the coffee shop, Shen Jianian got out of the car, followed by two bodyguards in the back, keeping a close distance from her.Watching her walk into the glass door, they did not go in and stayed outside to ensure that she could be seen through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows.

With such a big posture, people around him cast curious glances, thinking that Shen Jianian was a big star.

Shen Jianian pulled up the scarf, looked at Bai Changxia, and walked towards her.

Bai Changxia, like everyone else in the cafe, was surprised when he saw the scene outside the door. He couldn't help but ask her in a low voice: "Is that a bodyguard? So exaggerated?"

Shen Jianian put his bag on the empty chair next to him and sighed: "The police haven't found the murderer yet. Fu Jichen may be worried that something like this will happen again."

Bai Changxia ordered a glass of juice for her and only commented in two words: "Very good."

The two chatted all afternoon, and when it was time for dinner, they found a restaurant nearby to have dinner.

At around seven o'clock in the evening, Shen Jia Nian took the car back.

A young woman in exquisite and luxurious clothes was standing in front of the guard booth at the entrance of the villa. Behind her was a nanny holding an umbrella for her.

The woman's voice was clear and unruly, and she yelled at the security guard: "Do you know who I am? You dare to stop me, don't you want to do it anymore?!"