The cold wife of rebirth is hard to favor

Chapter 3 Mr. Fu's stiff but gentle embrace (1)
She quietly looked at herself in the mirror, her eyes were bright and her teeth were white, no makeup was applied on her oval face, and her pale complexion turned a little bloody after a few days of recuperation.

She changed into a loose white shirt, a pair of slim-fit jeans with a loose waist, and tied her hair into a ponytail, looking energetic.

She walked out of the dressing room and placed the sunglasses in her hand on the bridge of her nose, so that no one could see her emotions, and she exuded a slight alienation and indifference.

She glanced at the man outside the door, then walked out with her bag.

The man froze for a moment, then followed out.

"Isn't this the woman who cut her wrist?"

"I thought President Fu would come, hmph..." The well-dressed nurse at the side looked at the woman walking in front with contempt.

"It's really shameless, but it's a pity that President Fu doesn't like her at all."

Murong Yunmin stopped suddenly, and looked back at the talking women in the crowd, his eyes were sharp but not angry.

"Tomorrow I want the hospital's surname to be Fu." After speaking, he went straight away.

Although Gu Kai behind him did not recover from the shock, he immediately sent someone to report to Mr. Fu.He looked at the woman's slender figure with a look of inquiry in his eyes.

Why is there a kind of domineering aura in the originally weak woman that people can't take their eyes off.

He followed quickly.

Since Murong Yunmin chose to take revenge, she never wanted to pretend to be weak.Only her strength can protect what she wants to protect.

The car drove into the Yawan Villa in the suburbs. The villa is on the mountainside, hidden behind the emerald green fir trees. It seems that there is only one villa on this mountain.It seems that Fu Jinyan doesn't generally dislike him.

She changed a room and made people change the original room to black and white.

In this villa, there are Wang Ma, a few servants, an old driver, and a few workers who take care of the garden. There are not many people, making it even more deserted.

However, it suits Murong Yunmin's heart, as the original owner, she seldom goes out, almost no one has seen her, maybe without this suicide incident, many people would have forgotten her long ago.There was a mocking smile on the corner of her mouth.

At night, she took out her mobile phone and dialed a series of numbers.

"Hello,..." The voice on the other end of the phone was hoarse and low...

Murong Yunmin held back tears, choked up and squeezed out a few words from his throat,

"I am Murong Yunmin"

There was a sound of glass shattering on the phone, and time froze, only the sound of the wind blowing into the screen window and lifting the curtain.

"Assistant Rong, it's me, I'm not dead."

Murong Yunmin's tears could not stop flowing.

"Where are you, I'm here to find you." The voice of the man on the other end of the phone was still dark, but his words revealed anxiety and excitement.

……

Murong Yunmin stood by the window after finishing the phone call, the night wind blowing her black hair and blowing her white nightdress.She is a lonely child waiting for a strong arm.

"Rong Zhongyao, can you let me?" An arrogant voice sounded in his head.The girl who didn't know how to feel sad looked at the man riding a bicycle in the sun. He didn't look back, but gradually slowed down.She chased after him with a look of trepidation, and gave him a smug look.He is cold and restrained, hard to get close to, but he is tolerant and indulgent towards her...

At dawn the next day, she saw three cars driving in the morning mist. When the car stopped, she saw Rong Zhongyao's tall and straight figure. In the morning mist, he seemed real and unreal. He was wearing a black windbreaker , a heroic spirit.

(End of this chapter)