When dinner was about to finish, Rong Heng suddenly received another call, as if there was something urgent for the unit and summoned him back.

Rong Heng did not delay, put down his chopsticks and left.

Mu Qian watched him walk out coldly, then put down his chopsticks and got up.

In the room upstairs, Lu Yuan was sitting in the sofa chair, using her knees and the uninjured hand to read a fashion magazine.

As for the soup that Mu Qian asked her aunt to bring her, she only took two sips and then put it aside.

Mu Qian glanced at the bowl of soup and said slowly, "Don't eat or drink soup. Do you want to be a god? Miss Lu."

"I'm not hungry yet, I'll drink it later." Lu Yuan replied, turning the book in his hand over a page, his eyes wandered for a moment before finally looking at Mu Qian again, "Have he left?"

"If he stays here, are you planning to hide in the room and not come out?" Mu Qian asked without answering.

Lu Yuan smiled faintly, "He doesn't want to see me, so why bother me?"

"Why not?" Mu Qian rolled his eyes, "If he doesn't want to see you, you have to give in to him? If he wants to see you, will you let him see you all the time?"

Lu Yuan knew that she was intentional, glanced at her and said slowly: "I am not good at dealing with complex relationships, so do it as simple as possible."

"That's so regretful." Mu Qian exhaled and said slowly, "Rong Heng is about to live in our home. In the next period of time, you are afraid that you will face such a complex relationship.

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Lu Yuan: “…”

Late at night, when Rong Heng returned to the Huo family from his unit, the entire Huo family had already quieted down, and it seemed that everyone had fallen asleep.

Rong Heng sat on the sofa, smoked a cigarette in the stall, and finally stood up and walked upstairs.

The old Huo family's guest bedrooms were all on the third floor. Rong Heng stood quietly at the stairs for a while, but couldn't tell what he was thinking. After a while, he walked to the room he always lived in.

Who knew that when I opened the door, there was a light in the room.

Rong Heng paused suddenly and then saw Lu Yuan sitting in the corner.

She sat leaning against the newly purchased sofa chair in the corner, with a book spread on her knees and ears stuffed with her ears, but her eyes were closed.

She fell asleep.

The only floor lamp next to her was on in the room, just illuminating the corner where she was. Under the dim light, her face was still pale, and the bandage-wrapped hand was placed on the handrail, which was particularly eye-catching.

Everything was quiet, and even her breathing was silent, as quiet as a painting.

Rong Heng stood there for a long time without realizing it.

It was not until the phone in his pocket vibrated a few times that Rong Heng suddenly came to his senses.

He heard his breathing sounds slightly rapid and fluctuated.

He glanced at her again before finally turning his head away, closing the door with a "slam".

Lu Yuan woke up in shock.

The music in the headphones was still playing, the book on her knees was still on the page she had turned up before, and she was the only one in the room.

But there seemed to be something in the air.

Something is missing, too.

...

In the following days, Lu Yuan was almost completely in a state of being closed down.

In fact, Rong Heng is not in most of the daytime, and he will only appear in this house in the morning and night, but Lu Yuan still restricts his range of activities to the greatest extent.

After a few days, she almost never bumped into Rong Heng, who was under the same roof.

There is only one exception-

At about five o'clock that afternoon, the drinking water in her room was consumed. Seeing that Rong Heng would not come back at this time, she went downstairs to get the water by herself.

Who knew that as soon as I reached the entrance of the stairs, I suddenly saw a familiar tall figure walking in from outside the door.

After a moment of stiffness, she quickly turned around, and didn't even see his face clearly, so she ran upstairs and continued to return to her room to keep in custody.

That was the only time Rong Heng saw her in these few days.

I only saw a panic-in-the-challenging back.

In an instant, Rong Hengxin's head seemed to have a fire and chased after him in the direction of the stairs.

When he arrived at the door of her room, her door had been tightly closed and locked.

"You'd better hide for the rest of your life!" Rong Heng stood at the door of the room, gritted his teeth and said this, turned his head and left again.

After that day, Lu Yuan started looking for houses online.

Her studio was too simple. Mu Qian arranged her in the Huo family because she was not allowed to live there. Now she wants to go back, but she is afraid that it is impossible. Only by finding another place to live can she probably be

Get Mu Qian's approval.

After looking at it for two days, Lu Yuan finally saw a house with a price position that suits his wishes, so he showed it to Mu Qian.

She originally thought Mu Qian would lose her temper at her, but who knew that after Mu Qian looked at her, she just sighed and looked at her, "Are you willing to spend more than 3,000 more than a month to rent a house? Lu Koukuo?"

"This location is very good, with convenient transportation and good room decoration." Lu Yuan said, "Although it is an old community, the environment is very good and the cost-effectiveness is very high."

Mu Qian nodded and said, "It should be very cost-effective to get your iron rooster to pluck your feathers. If you really like it, then move it."

After hearing this, Lu Yuan just smiled and pulled her hand.

Although Mu Qian didn't say much in front of her, she was on the dining table that night, but she made a big fuss about Lu Yuan's intention to rent a house and move out.

After saying that, she saw that the lines on Rong Heng's face became cold and cold.

Everyone at the table knew the entanglement between Rong Heng and Lu Yuan. Mr. Huo just sighed slightly and said, "Even if you don't live here, you don't have to rent a house. Isn't your leapfrog apartment before?

Is it quite spacious? It's been vacant, so let Yuanyuan move in. I'll find her another hour, and her hand is injured, which is inconvenient."

"Oh, grandpa, you also know that Yuanyuan has always been independent, so how could she ask me to provide her with these." Mu Qian said, "It's not me that she, even if she starves to death in a small rental house alone,

I won’t say a word to me. This kind of personality is so worried about me!”

Huo Qiran was immediately unhappy when he heard this. His eyes were watery with black and white, "I don't want Aunt Yuanyuan to move away..."

Mu Qian turned his head and looked at his son, shrugged and said, "But Aunt Yuanyuan won't live in our house for the rest of her life."

"Yes!" Huo Qiran said, "Auntie can live as long as she wants!"

Mu Qian sighed again, and was about to reason with her son, Rong Heng, who was sitting opposite her, suddenly put down his chopsticks.

Then, he looked at Mr. Huo calmly and said, "Grandpa, I have disturbed you for so many days here, and it's time for me to leave. My mother has been sending messages to me these days. If I don't go back, she's afraid she wants it.
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