Van Yu stared at the unclothed person in his arms, his eyes deepened and he was about to do nothing personal when he saw her shrink into his arms and reach out to hug him of her own accord.
His voice was trembling, and he spoke slowly, word by word.
“Van Yu, don’t be like this …… you’re not like this ……”
“……”
Van Yu’s eyes narrowed and his body all froze slightly.
The anger in his heart was doused by her “You are not such a person”.
In her mind, what kind of person should he be?
Van Yu himself was a bit stunned.
Surprised at the change in himself, and the possessiveness he felt for her ……
“Knock knock!”
The door to the study, unexpectedly, rang.
Almost without hesitation, Van Yu reached out and pulled on her dress for her, in a deep voice.
“What is it?”
“Young Fan, Little Miss and Little Tangbo are both awake and looking for Miss Qiao, but Miss Qiao is not in her room ……,” the butler’s jittery voice rang through the door.
At the sound of the voice, Qiao Yuan Fei looked like she had grabbed a straw to save her life.
She hurriedly answered.
Guessing that little Tangbao should have woken up from hunger, she asked the housekeeper to go and make milk first.
When the housekeeper had gone, she couldn’t be bothered to get dressed, and with her hands protecting her chest, she headed out.
When she reached the door, she paused in her steps.
Wanting to say something, she finally said nothing.
As soon as her figure disappeared into the study, the heat in the air subsided for a moment.
Leaning against his desk, Van Yu fished a cigarette out of the box beside him and lit it.
He took a deep puff.
Exhaling the smoke, it blurred his expression at the moment.
It is only the evil that settles in his eyes that is slow to dissipate, like a demon activated in his body that does not want to leave.
His mobile phone rang.
It was a message from Nian Xiaomu.
Asking how he was doing lately, with a bit of gossip in his tone.
He thought about it, typed a sentence with his hand and clicked send.
When he saw the words “Sent successfully” on his phone, he let out a long breath.
On the other side of the ocean, Nian Xiaomu almost dropped his phone into the toilet when he saw the “It’s good to be a devil” sentiment on Fan Yu’s message.
She stumbled out of the bathroom and went to ask Yu Yuehan about it.
What kind of drugs did he have Little Liu Liu feed Fan Yu, a fine young man, to become a devil!
Fan Yu didn’t know what was happening at Nian Xiaomu’s end.
Rather, he said what he was feeling in his heart at the moment, and the pent-up boredom in his heart instead loosened up a lot.
The education he had received since he was a child had never allowed him to do anything out of character.
He had never felt any wrong.
It was not until he met Qiao Yuanfei that the words he wanted to ask her several times came to his lips, but he held them back.
He suddenly realised that he seemed to be imprisoned by something.
He could not even express his true emotions.
Van Yu twisted his cigarette out in the ashtray, lifted his steps back to his chair, and was just about to sit down when he saw a small piece of floral underwear, hanging on his chair ……
His eyes deepened, and it was as if the image of her just now with a shy face, shrinking in his arms, flashed before his eyes.
A breath was drawn backwards.
He wanted to be a devil again.
Van Yu picked up his phone and snapped a picture of something on the chair, then flipped to that name in his address book and selected MMS to send.
There was text to go with it.
[You left something in my study, it seems you’re obsessed with small broken flowers].
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In the guest room.
Qiao Yuan Fei hurried furiously into the room before she began to unpack her clothes.
Just as she looked down, she realised she had left something behind.
