Rong Zhi, a dumb girl: the warlord husband loves her

Chapter 3 You Treat Me Differently
"go home with me!"

He held her in his arms, she was so small, so light, it was so easy to hold her that she couldn't struggle, she just cried, crying pear blossoms with rain, without sound, but it made his heart ache.

He ruthlessly threw her into the car, and then sat beside her, shouting, "A Yue, drive, hurry up!"

The black Buick was moving fast, and Lu Chongning hugged Rong Zhi, who was crying and struggling beside him, like coaxing a child, gentle and unquestionable, "Don't be afraid, Xiao Zhi, don't be afraid, you stay by my side obediently, what do I do? I will give it to you, no matter what you want, whether it is the stars or the moon. I will satisfy you, give you the best, and make others envy and look up to you." He knocked his chin on the top of her hair." As long as you stay by my side, Ok?"

The night in early spring is slightly cool.

Like an exquisite puppet, Rong Zhi sat at the mahogany dining table, and the dinner on the table was a gluttonous food that she couldn't name. The huge crystal chandelier on the roof reflected the halo on the silver tableware, making it bright and dazzling. She dazzled.

"Xiao Zhi, this is a nutritious porridge that I specially asked the cook to make to nourish people. There are also a few small dishes, which are very suitable for you to eat. Come, have a taste." Lu Chongning personally served the porridge for her, let it cool and put it away, He also picked up a few small dots and put them on the dinner plate in front of her.

Rong Zhi didn't move her chopsticks, her obsidian-like eyes were cold and shining, she slowly got up and walked to Lu Chongning's side, knelt down, and wrote on his palm: I want to go home.

"This is your home." He helped her up lovingly, and walked to the center of the hall. He pointed to the house and the lights outside the window, "every plant and tree here belongs to you. As I said, I will give you the best."

"I want to go back to my home," she wrote on his hand, "thank you for your hospitality, but I can't give you what you want."

"What do you mean?" He stopped smiling.

"I have someone I like." She wrote, her slender fingertips were slightly cool, without a single pause.He suddenly grabbed her hand and crushed her last words into pieces.

Lu Chongning stared at her desperately, with restrained anger on the corner of his tight mouth, "Who is it?"

This time Rong Zhi didn't answer, she slowly pulled her hand away from his cold palm, and by the way, untied the handkerchief with bowknot that she tied for him that he had been wearing all the time, and put it in her pocket.There was no hesitation in the whole process, and then he nodded his thanks, and walked towards the door without any nostalgia.

"Rong Zhi!" Lu Chongning stood where he was, with a cold and frightening voice, "That night in the church, I kissed you, but you didn't hide away. You treated me in your heart, but it was a little different?"

She never looked back, her slender back was weak and straight, and the long hair hanging on her shoulders was as thick as ink that could not be melted. She raised her hand, turned the doorknob with her fingertips, and strode out.

(End of this chapter)