Mr. Bo suddenly became addicted to her

After dinner, Duan Fei went upstairs to pack her things first.

The condition of that house is really good, it is enough for one person to live in, and it is near the unit, the transportation is also very convenient...

At 10 o'clock in the evening, Rong Moyan hadn't come back yet.

Duan Fei didn't bother to wait any longer, so she just took a shower and went to sleep.

When I went downstairs the next morning, there was no one in the restaurant.

"Where's Rong Moyun?" Duan Fei asked.

Sister Juan said, "The third master had a social event last night, and he didn't come back until after one o'clock."

Duan Fei was speechless, "Drunkard!"

Sister Juan said with a smile, "At the end of the year, it will be like this when there are many entertainments. Usually, the third master doesn't drink much."

Duan Fei didn't speak, and started to eat breakfast silently.

After dinner, she went to work by car.

Passing by the front desk, Zhang Xiaojia called her to stop, "Duan Fei, I have already made an agreement with the landlord to sign the contract when we meet on Saturday. Auntie is very talkative, and she refunded the rent for the next two months, so I will treat it as you and the landlord." She rented it directly."

Duan Fei nodded, "Thank you."

"You can pack your luggage in these two days, and you can just call a car to bring it over on Saturday."

"it is good."

……

During lunch, Duan Fei told Jiang Yaoyao about the move.

"Are you going to rent a house?" Jiang Yaoyao was surprised, "Did that pervert agree?"

"I haven't had time to tell him yet."

"Then hurry up and say it, or...you dare not say it?"

"No." Duan Fei denied, "I'm just a little worried that he won't agree."

"Why doesn't he agree? He's not someone like you now, right? If it doesn't work, you can find Mr. Rong. He won't let his son continue to commit crimes, will he?"

"Unless it is absolutely necessary, I don't want to get involved with the Rong family."

"I understand, but besides Mr. Rong, who else do you think can control him?"

But can old man Rong control Rong Molan?
Duan Fei didn't think so.

At this time, she didn't know-

Rong Mowan got up at [-]:[-] in the morning and went to the master bedroom next door.

At this point in time, Duan Fei had already gone to work.

And he pushed open the door and walked in.

I imagined lying on her bed for a while as before, but when I entered, I saw a suitcase in front of the closet.

He walked over and opened the closet door.

He is not familiar with this room, including every arrangement in it, where the wardrobe is in season and where is in season, he knows clearly.

When he saw that most of the season's clothes in the cabinet were empty, the man's face cooled down at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Then he reached out and opened the suitcase.

Sure enough, I saw that it was full of clothes.

……

Ten minutes later, Rong Moyun came downstairs.

"Master, breakfast is ready."

Rong Molan sat down at the dining table, "When did Duan Fei leave?"

"Around [-]:[-], Assistant Dong sent her to work." Sister Juan replied.

"Did she say anything?" Rong Moyan continued to ask.

Sister Juan thought for a while, "No."

Just say "drunkard"...

But Sister Juan felt that it was better not to say this sentence for the sake of Miss Duan.

Rong Molan's face was gloomy, and he picked up the iced Americano on the table and took a sip slowly.

The cold liquid flowed down his throat and into his body, but he couldn't suppress his resentment at all.

**
There is only one week left before the Spring Festival. The cultural center is a public institution, and there are no so-called annual meetings. However, during the Spring Festival, they need to be on duty. As an intern, Duan Fei is also included.

After get off work, she leaves the office.

It was cold and windy.

Duan Fei trotted all the way to the door of the unit, saw the black Rolls Royce on the side of the road, hurried over and opened the rear door.

The result was an instant surprise.

Rong Molan sat inside wearing a business-style suit, with a coat in his hand.

He glanced at her lightly, with a calm expression.

Duan Fei came to her senses and hurriedly sat in.

She even thought about it, the last time he came to pick her up was because of Xiaonian, so tonight?

Doesn't seem like a holiday tonight?

The car drove out slowly.

Rong Moyun remained silent, and Duan Fei was as quiet as ever.

When he saw the car driving into the villa in the south of the city, he subconsciously let out a sigh of relief.

After the car stopped, she immediately opened the door and went straight into the living room.

Dong Zhi glanced at the rearview mirror.

He is Rong Molan's work assistant. To be honest, after being by Mr. Rong's side for so many years, this is the first time I saw someone who didn't care about Mr. Rong after getting off the car, and just left like that...

Sure enough, the man's face was gloomy, and then his thin lips parted, "Where did Duan Fei go last night?"

How did Dong Zhi know?

"Third Master, Miss Duan said she has something to do, but she didn't tell me what it is."

Rong Moyan didn't speak, pushed the door and got out of the car.

……

After Duan Fei entered the room, she took off her coat and bag, and sat on the sofa in the living room with her mobile phone.

Zhang Xiaojia pushed the landlord's WeChat account to her.

The landlord's surname is Xu, and his profile picture is a rose. At first glance, he looks like an elderly aunt...

However, people are quite enthusiastic. After adding WeChat, they began to ask Duan Fei about her personal situation.

And they are all voice messages over 60s...

When Rong Molan came in, Duan Fei turned off WeChat and looked up at him.

The man just stood beside the sofa, condescending, expressionless, and slowly threw the coat on the sofa with his slender fingers, and then went to unbutton the suit.

Duan Fei was thinking of words when his voice suddenly sounded, "Sister Juan, you go down first."

Sister Juan just came out of the kitchen with a pot of soup in her hand.

Hearing this, he nodded quickly, "Okay."

She put the soup pot on the dining table, wiped her fingers and went back to the room, closing the door.

The living room is quiet.

Rong Moyan took off his suit, threw it on the sofa, and walked towards Duan Fei.

He was already tall, wearing a dark shirt and black trousers, just staring at her with a dull expression...

Duan Fei panicked for a while, and almost subconsciously moved backwards until her back was pressed against the armrest of the sofa.

The man's hand suddenly pressed down on the armrest, and at the same time the other hand rested on the back of the sofa, imprisoning her under him like this.

When Rong Molan lowered his head...

The pure masculine breath slowly invaded, clear but domineering.

"You said you wouldn't touch me!" Duan Fei screamed.

Rong Moyan raised his right hand, and deftly untied the tie, pulling it again and again, there was an inexplicable danger...

With his deep and cold voice, it is even more oppressive, "I also said, let you stay by my side until you want to marry me, you don't think I'm just joking, do you?"

Duan Fei said, "But I also said, I don't want to marry you..."

"So you want to escape again?" Rong Moyan interrupted.

"I do not have……"

"Lie!" The man grabbed her wrist, "Why do you have to challenge my patience? Haven't I been good enough to you for a while? Huh?"

Duan Fei is most afraid of him like this.

This tone...

And this look...

His wrist was so painful that he couldn't break free.

She could only use her other hand to start pushing him, but she still couldn't push him away, so she went to touch her bag.

Rong Moyan moved faster, picked up her small bag and threw it behind.

"Clap" sound.

Rong Moyan also laughed lowly, "You still want to find a murder weapon and stab me again?"

After that incident happened last time, the knife that Duan Fei hid was gone, because Rong Molan was hospitalized all the time, and she never broke into her room after she came out, and treated her like a guest...

So for a while, she was safe, and she lost her vigilance safely.

There was no murder weapon in the bag at all...

"I don't." Duan Fei wanted to explain, "I just..."

Rong Moyan didn't want to talk nonsense anymore, he directly interlaced her two hands, and then started to tie her tie.

Duan Fei was shocked, "Rong Moyan, what are you doing? Are you crazy..."

"I'm crazy!" Rong Molan's hands were fast, and he tied her two wrists together in a few strokes.

Then he knelt on the sofa with one knee, landed on the other foot, turned Duan Fei with a big hand and pressed Duan Fei on the sofa in a different direction.

This pose...

Duan Fei couldn't be more familiar with it.

The reason why she was afraid of Rong Moyan was mainly because of that incident.

Because each experience is nothing short of a nightmare!
Painful and without dignity.

Her claustrophobia also stems from this.

Although later when Rong Moyan discovered that she had this symptom, she would always turn on a light, but instead of alleviating her fear, her fear became more serious. It was so serious that whenever she was touched by him, her heart would start beating uncontrollably. People are trembling and trembling constantly...

Just like this moment.

Duan Fei closed her eyes, shaking violently all over her body, and finally couldn't control it, tears also fell down.

But compared to her, Rong Moyun became very excited.

He hasn't touched her for more than three months...

The time in country F does not count.

Because she took medicine and fell asleep at that time, unconscious.

But right now, the long-lost feeling makes him a little bit overwhelmed...

But at a critical moment, a sudden burst of sobbing came to his ears.

Rong Moyan stopped suddenly.

He looked at Duan Fei.

Her whole face was buried on the sofa, her black hair drooped down, covering her whole face, only a low sobbing sound could be heard...

Rong Mo stretched out his hand lazily, brushed back the black hair on Duan Fei's face, and then stretched out his fingers...

The tears were cold, as if cooling down his emotions.

"What are you crying for?"

It's okay not to ask, but when asked, Duan Fei whimpered, and the crying became more serious.

Rong Moyan just looked down at her without saying a word, but his heart was pounding, as if something was disintegrating.

Then he let go, pulled up his suit pants, and sat down on the sofa.

The little girl was still crying, whimpering, as if she had been wronged so much.

Rong Moyan frowned, "I won't touch you, don't cry."

Duan Fei didn't respond, so he stretched out his hand to pull her up, and sat on his lap like a baby. First, he pulled up her skirt, and then wiped her tears with a tissue. His voice became soft and doting , "Little boy, don't cry..."

I don't know how long has passed.

Duan Fei's trembling body finally calmed down, and when she found herself sitting in the man's arms, she hurriedly wanted to get up and leave.

But she was hugged tightly by Rong Molan's waist, and her voice was softly pressed against her ear, "You little heartless, you know I'm soft-hearted, don't you?"

Duan Fei said, "Let go of me..."

"Don't let it go."

"you……"

"I saw your suitcase." Rong Molan gritted his teeth, "How many times have I told you, don't try to sneak away again, otherwise I will catch you back and treat you like I did just now..."

Duan Fei closed her eyes, "So you've been pretending all this time."

She said why did he suddenly change his gender?

The results of it?
Facts have proved that the country is easy to change, but the nature is hard to change. Rong Moyu is still that vicious and unpredictable man at heart. He actually thought she was going to run away secretly just because he saw her suitcase, and then almost raped her...

"To each other." Rong Moyan said, "You've been so good lately, aren't you just pretending?"

Duan Fei denied, "I didn't!"

"Then what happened to your suitcase?" Rong Moyan said, "You think I won't find out if I don't go to the master bedroom, do you? Childish!"

Duan Fei: "..."

She closed her eyes, "I packed my clothes and prepared to move out."

Rong Mo narrowed his eyes, "What do you mean?"

"It's fine if you don't want to." Duan Fei smiled wryly, "I know what you mean, you just don't want to let me go, right?"

Rong Mowan raised his hand to pinch her chin, and asked without answering, "Why did you move out?"

Duan Fei didn't want to say.

Rong Molan pressed his fingers hard, "Answer me!"

Duan Fei shouted angrily, "It hurts!"

Rong Molan loosened his hands slightly, "Say, why did you move out?"

Duan Fei didn't want to communicate with him at all, if the man hadn't kept her trapped like this, it seemed that he wouldn't let her go without telling the reason...

She could only confess, "You said you would give me freedom, but I live in your villa, and my food and clothing are all yours. How is this life different from the past five years?"

"Isn't that good?" Rong Moyan asked back, "The servants and drivers take care of you, other than that, no one restricts your freedom..."

"I don't want it!" Duan Fei interrupted excitedly, "I want to be free and live a new life, just like a normal person! I want to make money and support myself... You always say you like me, but you still want to Marry me, but you have never respected me at all! You have never considered my feelings from my perspective! You don't like it, and you don't know what it is to really like someone..."

At the end, Duan Fei shook her head, "Forget it, you don't understand at all."

She didn't understand before, how could someone like Rong Moyan, who is the pride of heaven, develop such a selfish and almost perverted character?

After listening to Mr. Rong's words last time, she can probably understand.

A person who grew up under suspicious eyes, even his own father suspected that he was an illegitimate child, and his mother had been fighting against illness all year round...

I'm afraid, he was not born to understand what love is.

……

The living room is quiet.

After Duan Fei finished saying that, Rong Moyan fell silent.

Duan Fei just waited quietly.

Until Rong Moyan stretched out his hand.

Duan Fei's heart was shocked, and she slammed back to hide.

Rong Mowan looked at her, and said in a calm voice, "I'll help you untie it."

Duan Fei's eyes were filled with fear.

After Rong Moyun reached out to untie the tie on her wrist, he held her wrist, "Does it hurt?"

Duan Fei shook her head, "It doesn't hurt."

After all, compared to before, the binding time this time is not long, and he didn't...

Rong Mowan looked at her wrist.

The little girl's skin was naturally thin, and within a short while, a circle of red marks had been left on her skin, reflecting off the white and delicate skin, which was somewhat shocking.

He stretched out his fingers and rubbed it, then lifted his eyelids.

Behind the lens, those long and narrow eyes were dark and intense, "I'm sorry."

Duan Fei's eyelids twitched.

Waiting for Rong Molan to say, "I saw your suitcase today, more than half of your clothes were collected, and I thought you wanted to sneak away again. I was so angry that I lost my mind just now..."

???

Duan Fei didn't expect that he would take the initiative to apologize.

Although she was really scared to death by him just now...

After Rong Moyan finished speaking, he picked her up and put her aside.

After calming down for a while, he stood up, "If you really want to, then move out."

Duan Fei again: "???"