The private treasure of the president of the wealthy family Ⅰ

129 Everyone loves the long silhouette, which is dark and long.

Jiang Tianlei wet his body, stepped on the soft white blanket step by step, and walked forward...

The elevator door behind him slammed open.

Rumo still didn't give up, she walked forward in tears, and when she saw Jiang Tianlei's back, she was about to disappear in the long back, and she ran forward with sobs, whispering as she ran: "Tianlei... I was wrong Yes...I was wrong that day...don't blame me..."

Jiang Tianlei remained silent, turned and walked into the president's room, closing the door alone.

Rumo cried and came to the gate of the president's office, patted the door with both hands, and cried softly, "Tianlei..."

Jiang Tianlei sat silently on the sofa, facing the dark space alone, without making a sound.

Rumo fell to the ground, with her face pressed against the door, as if against the man's solid chest, her tears rolled down one by one, and she said faintly: "It was really my mistake that day, but please forgive me, Be considerate of my involuntary, don't be angry with me... I believe that you have nothing to do with that girl, really, I believe in you. In this world, no matter who betrays me, you will not..."

Jiang Tianlei seems to be trapped in the night, like a silhouette, without thought or soul.

Rumo patted the door again, pleading and crying, "Open the door...open the door...I can't live without you...I was wrong, really I was wrong, I shouldn't be soft-hearted for a while, and take advantage of you when you go abroad , to marry him...I was wrong...I should betray everyone and choose to love you only...Tian Lei...I'm sorry, I made you sad, I made you sad for so many years, I was wrong...I'm sorry for you ...I'm sorry for you...I beg you, open the door...I'm very worried about you, I haven't seen you like this for so many years...Tian Lei..."

Jiang Tianlei was still sitting silently on the sofa, his eyes were shining with stars in the night.

"Tianlei..." Rumo wailed in pain, looking at the closed door in front of her, tears flashed in her eyes, recalling that many years ago, it was that faint bamboo forest again, the little girl in her dream , wearing a small white skirt, sitting on a swing full of roses, floating around, and finally showing a happy smile, she smiled so purely and beautifully, innocently, holding the rope of the swing with both hands, you can smell it To the scent of roses...

When she leaned her face and nose, smelling the fragrance of the flowers, she suddenly saw that handsome brother standing there in the distance, staring at herself coldly. She was a little stunned, holding the rope in fear, and blinked. With big eyes, but she didn't see her brother again, she was anxious, she held the rope of the swing, and walked down gently, wearing white shoes, walking into the bamboo forest, whispering: "Brother...Brother ..."

This bamboo forest is so deep and secluded, only a little bit of broken light occasionally pierces through it, but she is not afraid at all, she just walks towards the bamboo forest step by step, and whispers as she walks: "Brother...brother...where are you?"

She walked deeper and deeper, and gradually heard the sound of mountain spring water. She liked the sound so much, so she happily stepped forward. Who knew that there was a mountain spring stream wading forward in front of her just now. Suddenly, she slipped, and with a bang, she fell into a cave in a mountain spring. She was terrified and desperately crawled into the water, shouting: "Help——help—" -"

Her small hands kept patting the water, and her small body began to sink gradually. She cried and yelled.

At this time, a light blue figure rushed down the cave, picked up the drowned little body from the water swiftly and swiftly, then hugged her with firm eyes and grasped a corner of the cave with one hand, jumped out of the ground, and lifted her up. Put it on the ground, press her abdomen tightly with both hands, and give her heavy finger pressure, while pressing her abdomen with gravity, while crying anxiously: "Rumo..."

Rumo... Rumo... Rumo...

This is the first time in his life that he called her by her name after giving her a swing full of roses and countless dreamy princess dresses... Every time in the future, he loves to hold her hand and walk through Pieces of bamboo forests, stepping on the fragmented light on the ground, whispered her name: Rumo, this name sounds nice, but the meaning is like bubbles...

She didn't understand her brother's words, she just raised her head and looked at him.

He led her forward, and looked back at her while walking, smiling slightly.

She also smiled sweetly.

Two small figures walked through the spring, summer, autumn and winter in the pleasant bamboo forest until they grew up...until he was awe-inspiring like a prince, and she was as beautiful and dreamy as a princess...they were a couple in the secret paradise Couple, they are recognized by everyone as talented and beautiful...

Memories are overlapping, each point is sad and heavy.

Every time Rumo recalls the past, she is filled with tears. Her life, perhaps, should really be like bubbles, floating in that secluded spring cave, paying a humble price for her humble past life after life. ... She fell silent, her wet face seemed to carry the wet dreams of the past, I heard that dreams would also be wet, soaked in water, like a sponge, heavy and continue to rot.

She leaned against the door quietly, just separated by such a door, she had already begun to miss the man inside intensely, thinking of his affectionate love, affectionate kiss, and her tears falling down sadly...

Dongying stood at the other end of the elevator, looking at her sadly, but she didn't dare to get closer to the love between them, their world, their love, covered the entire Guanghua land intensely, and there was sadness all around Also heavy and sweet foam.

Dongying didn't notice that there was a light purple figure on the other side of the profile, staring at this scene coldly!

She hugged her shoulders and stood in the darkness, watching Rumo continue to fall to the ground and weeping, she let out a sigh and said, "I just said... there is only one enemy for me! Hmph!"

She turned around leisurely and disappeared into the back profile.

The doorbell of the presidential suite rang.

Zhuang Haoran was wearing a snow-white nightgown, showing his solid chest slightly, his face slightly visceral, and a short attractive short hair hanging down his head, his eyes were so sleepy that he squinted, unable to accept the light outside the door, he just opened it slightly, looking at Ren Zixian Spinning a bottle of 92-year-old Lafite coquettishly, standing in front of him, winking, he wailed, "Oh my God... are you playing this trick again? What time is it? Typhoon Night , you don’t need to sleep?”

Ren Zixian suddenly looked at Zhuang Haoran with a feeling of being a good man at home and said, "Why don't you speak like a president at all?"

"The president is also human, right?" Zhuang Haoran glared at her, then took a deep breath, pulled his pajamas, leaned against the door, and asked helplessly: "What's wrong with you?"

"I'm in a bad mood, I want to find someone to drink!" Ren Zixian finished speaking briskly, looked him up and down with his eyes, and asked directly: "Is there a woman inside?"

"No..." Zhuang Haoran pressed his temples unbearably sleepy, and felt a headache whenever he saw her.

"Hmm..." Ren Zixian wanted to go in.

Zhuang Haoran blocked the gate all of a sudden, looked at her, and still said sleepily: "Honey, this is not in England, please pay attention to public opinion? You are holding a bottle of wine in the middle of the night, Running to find me will easily cause misunderstandings."

"My own fiancé and another woman are not afraid of crying inside and outside the door of the president's office. What am I afraid of?" Zi Xian said a little louder.

Zhuang Haoran woke up a little, and looked at her silently.

Ren Zixian also looked at him quietly.

Finally, Zhuang Haoran reluctantly stepped aside and said, "Come in, Mrs. President."

Ren Zixian smiled, walked into the presidential suite with a bottle of red wine, and closed the door for him by the way, then browsed the glass crystal design of the entire presidential suite, and even saw that the zenith is designed with transparent glass, and you can directly see the storm Dancing wildly outside, but quiet and comfortable inside, there are several philosophical books on the living room, a red wine glass, and a decanter bottle, all dripping with a little wine...

She looked around at the surrounding environment, and then said with a smile: "Seeing you are so leisurely, I don't particularly hate my man. He often stays in the president's office to work at such times."

"When is he not busy? Living like him, others don't need to sleep." Zhuang Haoran sat on the sofa tiredly, leaned his head back again, leaned on the sofa, and closed his eyes.

Ren Zixian put the red wine on the coffee table, sat on the opposite sofa, looked at him with a smile on his shoulders.

Zhuang Haoran continued to close his eyes, wanting to enter a dream state, heaved his chest, and said: "Let's talk."

"What are you talking about?" Ren Zixian suddenly pulled out a slender cigar from his bag, put it to his mouth, picked up a platinum lighter, lit it, took a puff of the cigarette, and slightly exhaled it...

Zhuang Haoran smelled the smoke, sat up straight all of a sudden, frowned and looked at her and said: "It's ugly for women to smoke."

Ren Zixian held a cigarette in his hand, looked at Zhuang Haoran, and said lazily like a cat: "I'm so happy, there is someone who looks at me and knows whether I'm beautiful or ugly."

Zhuang Haoran looked at her and said, "This is your own choice."

"Because I love him." Ren Zixian said straightforwardly: "I am hopelessly in love with this man, he is really handsome! I even think he is handsome when he loves others affectionately! Am I cheap! ?”

Zhuang Haoran remained silent and closed his eyes helplessly.

Ren Zixian squeezed the cigarette lightly again, took a puff of the cigarette, exhaled it slightly, and said quietly: "Just now I was lying on the bed, watching the typhoon night, thinking how good it would be if he could be by my side? I don't know Why, as soon as I return to the country, my heart can't help but turn to him, thinking about him... I think I'm going crazy, I think I'm going to die... But even if I think about it, I can't say it in front of him, I want to be very cool Turning around quickly, lest he see that I have a little nostalgia..."

Zhuang Haoran opened his eyes slightly, raised his head and looked at her quietly, after a while, he slowly got up, walked through the living room, took a transparent ashtray from the bar, placed it lightly in front of her, and said quietly : "Sometimes, a woman's appropriate vulnerability can make a man love her more."

"So you are all in love with each other," Ren Zixian said frankly.

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