Love is like melting

Chapter 317
Her long eyes narrowed slightly, and when she was about to speak, the phone rang suddenly, and the hand holding her necklace was released to answer the call, but the hand holding her wrist did not let go.

The person on the other side of the phone didn't know what to say, and his expression seemed to be wrong.

Seeing this, Si Feng suddenly shook off his hand, and quickly rushed out the door.

Subconsciously told himself that he should not have too much contact with him!

When Xu Sizhe realized it, it was too late, she had already run out of the box, and it would be ugly to catch up.

Besides, there was no way for him to catch up at the moment.

He said in a low voice to the person on the other end of the phone: "I will return to China as soon as possible."

After cutting off the call, his eyes looked at the direction where the back disappeared again, and the brows gradually tightened.

The way she looked just now didn't lie, it was true... I don't remember him!

What happened two years ago, why she became like this, maybe there will be an answer soon.

Now that he has found her, it is absolutely impossible to let her disappear from his sight.

He didn't allow it, and he couldn't afford it.

In front of the large and bright French windows, a long white dress came lightly, overlooking the scenery of the city, the waves were dim, and there was a kind of loneliness left behind.

After standing like this for an unknown amount of time, the door of the office opened. The man in a suit and leather shoes was wearing rimless glasses, which blocked the penetrating power of his eyes behind the lenses.

After closing the door, he went to the desk and put down the documents in his hand. His eyes turned to the back again. Before he could speak, a quiet voice rang out from the empty office.

"Nanfeng, I met someone today."

Lu Nanfeng's empty hands froze, and he didn't speak immediately, staring at her deeply and probingly.

"He called me Huo Yimo."

She turned around and leaned back against the French window, her bright eyes were dim, she looked at Lu Nanfeng's frown, her crimson lips were lightly drawn, "I remember you said that I once loved someone, it was him, right?"

"His surname is Xu?" Lu Nanfeng didn't answer her, but asked back.

Sifeng didn't answer his question either. With his hand around his chest, he touched the necklace around his neck with his own temperature, as if he was asking him, but also asking himself, "This necklace is a gift from him."

The eyes under the lens flashed a hint of uncertainty, and the tightly pursed lips parted slightly, "Yimo—"

"You haven't been called by this name for a long time." Before he finished speaking, she interrupted him, with crimson lips smiling, shallow, but not reaching the bottom of his eyes, "Nanfeng, how long have I been in Jincheng?"

"Ten days to two years." He answered quickly without the slightest hesitation.

"Two years..." Curly eyelashes drooped to hide the emotions in the bottom of the eyes, slowly closed, and muttered: "Two years, it's time to go back."

Lu Nanfeng was silent for a long time, looking at her who closed her eyes and didn't know what she was thinking, and said softly, "If you want to go back, then we will go back."

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At the beginning of October, the Yancheng media did not know where they received the news that the cutting-edge emotional writer Rufeng is about to return to China. Some people have rumored that Bifeng is from M country, and some people say that Bifeng came to Yancheng this time for the copyright and publicity of "The Rest of My Life" one thing.

There are different opinions, whether it is true or not, there are still many people in the industry and reporters who came to Yancheng International Airport, hoping to see the true face of Lushan Mountain.

It's just that the reporters, editors, and even book fans waited at the airport for a whole morning, but they didn't hear from Sifeng for a long time. They just saw someone pick up Sifeng's suitcase, but they didn't tell him where Sifeng himself was. .

Just when the Internet news reported this incident, the Huo family's old house ushered in an unexpected visitor.

A black knee-length off-the-shoulder lace dress, a pair of red high-heeled shoes with a full twelve centimeters in length, reflected on the clean ground; her waist-length hair, curled up, dyed a dark color, her chin resting on her chin with her white and slender fingers, Exquisite face and light makeup, charming and charming.

Although the two women sitting across from each other were dressed stylishly and elegantly, they lost a lot in temperament. Their faces were full of resentment, their facial features were distorted, and they wasted a good pair of skins and clothes for nothing.

Someone walked in from outside, with hurried steps. When he saw the person sitting on the sofa, his face sank instantly, and he threw out three words contemptuously: "Huo Yimo!"

She glanced at Huo Tianan, who was over 50 years old, with an old and bloated figure, and his eyes had been eroded by desire. She smiled faintly, "Second Uncle, long time no see!"

Huo Tian'an frowned and looked at Huo Yimo, who was completely different from the past, feeling a little uneasy in his heart. Didn't this dead girl disappear, why did she suddenly appear again? !
"You didn't disappear, why did you come back?"

With a cold tone, it was obvious that she was not welcome to appear in Huo's house.

Huo Yimo supported her chin, tilted her head and smiled lightly, and said lightly, "I miss my second uncle and two sisters, so I'll come back to see you naturally, okay?"

The sound of the word "isn't it good" is slightly playful.

Huo Bingxian, who was sitting opposite, was the first to be unable to bear it anymore, and said angrily: "Bah! Huo Yimo, you shameless bitch, don't put on a show there, what right do you have to sit here? The Huo family has today Your downfall is all your and Huo Yuan's fault! You still have the face to sit here!"

Facing Huo Bingxian's angry scolding, Huo Yimo raised his lips and asked with a smile: "I am not qualified to sit here? Do you have one?"

Before Huo Bingxian could speak in the future, her soft and emotionless voice sounded again, "A daughter who has cheated in marriage, shamed her children, and her husband wears a cuckold, Second Uncle really knows how to teach girls well!"

Looking at Huo Tian'an with eyebrows and eyes, his eyes were full of mockery.

Before Huo Tian'an could speak, Huo Bingxian couldn't sit still any longer. He stood up suddenly, pointed at the tip of Huo Yimo's nose, and cursed, "What nonsense are you talking about? Huo Yimo, if you say another word, I believe you!" Don't believe me tear your mouth apart?"

Huo Tianan frowned, looking at his eldest daughter with a bad expression.

Huo Yimo smiled, sat up straight, took out her mobile phone from the red handbag beside her, and found the photos.

"I don't need to say it, but if you have the ability to make netizens shut up, why don't you say it? Huh?"

A few ugly photos were displayed on the screen of the touch-screen mobile phone. Although the picture quality was blurred, the appearance of the woman could not be concealed.

When Huo Bingxian saw the photo, his face turned pale instantly, and his shoulders were trembling with anger, "It's fake, you forged it! Huo Yimo, you actually used such dirty means to frame me!"

"Framed?" There was sarcasm in Qinglie's eyes, the phone turned in a circle in the palm of Bai Jing, and asked again: "Photos can be faked, but what about videos? What about the sound? Since these things can be faked, they can naturally be verified by experts." Whether it is true or not, should I contact you for you, I happen to have an expert who knows this field!"

"Huo Yi..." Huo Bingxian yelled and rushed towards Huo Yimo, but he didn't finish his sentence and didn't touch a single hair of Huo Yimo.

Huo Tianan raised his arm and slapped Huo Bingxian hard on the face.

Huo Bingxian was stunned for a moment, covered his face, and looked at him dully.

Huo Tianan stared at her with eyes that almost hated iron and steel, suppressed his anger, and scolded: "Don't you think it's embarrassing enough?"

Huo Bingxian didn't dare to take the blame, and stared at Huo Yimo with eyes full of hatred.

Huo Tianan also looked at her with cloudy eyes, and said in a cold voice: "What do you want to do when you come back this time?"

With slender arms wrapped around his chest, he leaned back relaxedly, his bright eyes met the gloomy ones without fear, his crimson lips were curled up, his voice was clear, and he paused word by word, "I, want, you, you, get out of here!" , Out, Huo, Home."

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the three of them changed. Huo Binger, who had been silent all this time, couldn't help but speak up, "Huo Yimo, don't go too far!"

(End of this chapter)