The president regretted after the poor little left

An Luo returned home to fetch the USB flash drive that Feng Yixiao wanted him to send. He looked at the location on the phone and felt a little confused.

Private clubs?

He didn't think much about it, and went to that place with his things.

The magnificent decoration of the lobby seemed to be just an ordinary place for leisure and entertainment, but after getting on the exclusive elevator for welcoming guests, he was stunned the moment the elevator door opened.

This floor seems to be two worlds from the lobby downstairs. The romantic and beautiful piano music echoes in it. It looks gorgeous, but it smells of corruption everywhere. Scandalously dressed men and women gather around the dance floor. At that moment, one after another fiery eyes focused on him.

An Luo only felt that his scalp was numb and his whole body was uncomfortable. He looked up and saw a row of boxes above the dance floor. He ignored those gazes, went upstairs pretending to be calm, and walked towards that row of boxes.

He has come into contact with a wide range of places. It is not that he has never been to such a place, but he has never felt so disgusting, with waves of nausea surging.

He looked at the box numbers that were getting closer and closer, and felt more and more uncomfortable.

What is Feng Yixiao doing?Are you talking about business, entertainment, or...

While thinking, he knocked on the door unconsciously, and An Luo couldn't help becoming nervous for a while, not knowing what he would see in a while.

With a "click", the locked door opened, and a disheveled waiter came out with a blushing face. Seeing An Luo's arrival, she was obviously dissatisfied. She rolled her eyes and asked in a bad tone, " What are you doing?"

An Luo didn't care about her attitude, and replied calmly, "Send something."

The waiter turned sideways, "Come in by yourself."

The moment An Luo walked into the box, he was dumbfounded. The unpleasant smell rushed into his nostrils crazily, and the unsightly scene made him faintly nauseous.

In the private room, there were five or six scantily clad men and women, gathered around the sofa. The person among them was that handsome, gentle and jade-like man a few days ago, Su Yu!

What they were doing was self-evident, Su Yu seemed to be a different person, the demeanor of the past few days disappeared completely at this moment.

The moment Su Yu saw An Luo, he was obviously also stunned, he never expected that An Luo would come over.

He instinctively pushed away the woman in front of him, and explained anxiously, "An, An Luo...I..."

An Luo just glanced away before turning his head away, looking at Feng Yixiao who was also disheveled sitting in the corner, he walked over, handed him the USB drive in his hand, and said, "Here are the things."

Feng Yixiao saw the discomfort on his face, and chuckled lightly, "What's the matter? This can't work? You must be in your twenties, haven't you seen such a scene?"

An Luo only felt that it became difficult to even speak in such an environment, "You...why did you put your girlfriend..."

One of those people was...

Feng Yixiao didn't take it seriously, "Is it weird? I think it's quite normal. If you love me, I'm just giving you a favor."

An Luo gritted his teeth, and the fingertips holding the flash drive turned white.

He couldn't tell what it was like in his heart, anger, nausea, fatigue, powerlessness...

There were so many things that happened that day that he was powerless to fight. He hadn't come out of the truth of his father's death, but he saw these things again. Although he heard about some changes in Feng Yixiao over the years, he could really see At this moment, he felt a little overwhelmed.

If his home is still good, at least he can go home after so many things have happened, and there is someone at home who can comfort him softly...

Feng Yixiao said again and again on the edge of the maximum he could bear, "Go find the video inside and project it on the big screen. Let's play while watching."

An Luo gritted his teeth, and walked to the computer with a USB flash drive. Feng Yixiao held a wine glass in his hand and looked at An Luo's back with thoughtful eyes.

They are all the same naked people, no matter how he looked at those people, he felt disgusted, and he didn't respond to any teasing, but if it was An Luo's, he...

Don't dare to think about it anymore, lest I can't control it.

He didn't want to share his belongings with these bastards at all.

An Luo bit the bullet and released the unsightly video.

He asked Feng Yixiao, "Can I go?"

Feng Yixiao asked jokingly, "Leaving in such a hurry? Why don't you stay for a drink?"

An Luo stared at him quietly, Feng Yixiao was nervous in his eyes.

It took An Luo a long time before he spoke, "The old man is dead."

Feng Yixiao was startled, "When?"

An Luo, "In the morning, I have to prepare for the funeral. It will be very busy these days."

Feng Yixiao wanted to say something else, "You..."

Before the words finished, An Luo left the box without waiting for his reply.

An Luo returned to the old house. Some of the servants in the old house were sent to Si Jinhan's villa by him, and the other part was dismissed by him. The house that once seemed luxurious at a glance, now only remains desolate.

He sat on the chair alone, took out the necklace pendant from his pocket, and unknowingly, tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes.

"Si Yixiao, have you completely disappeared..."

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An Luo disappeared for several days in a row, Feng Yixiao didn't bother to go back to that house, and simply slept in the company every day.

He really wanted to know An Luo's feelings after Su Yu's costumed animal fell to the altar in An Luo's heart, but after that farewell, he could no longer contact An Luo, and only hoped that he could see An Luo at the old man's funeral. Luo glanced.

The old man's funeral was full of grandeur, and An Luo also appeared at the funeral grandly.

He obviously couldn't see anyone for several days, and he was worried and anxious, but the words he said turned out to be sarcasm, and An Luo was already familiar with this, and ignored him.

Feng Yixiao felt as if he had punched the cotton, he asked, "The funeral is over, you should come back."

An Luo gave him a deep look, but didn't reply.

Feng Yixiao was sure that An Luo would come back, but he didn't know where this confidence came from.

After the funeral, Feng Yixiao returned home for the first time, and even took the company's documents back to deal with. He wished he didn't even leave the house, sitting in the living room, looking up at the window from time to time, looking outside, looking forward to that person Will come back, but one day has passed, one week has passed, one month has passed, and the person I was looking forward to just disappeared...

Feng Yixiao went from being angry at the beginning to flustered later.

An Luo is gone...

He sent someone to look for him, but An Luo's methods were powerful. As long as he didn't want to be found, no one would be able to find out where he was.

He tried his best to distract himself from An Luo.

What is An Luo to him?It's nothing more than an object of revenge. If he runs away, he will run away. It's his fate!Otherwise, sooner or later he will have to kill him!

He thought so, but as time passed day by day, the longing in his heart did not fade with time, but became more intense.

He rubbed his eyebrows irritably.

There is still business abroad waiting for him to go back. He should have left early tomorrow, but he is unwilling to leave.

He didn't know when he would be able to come back after leaving, and he wouldn't be reconciled if he didn't take An Luo away as well.

He looked at the assistant's phone calls urging him to return to China over and over again, hesitated again and again, and was about to agree, when a call came suddenly, it was the general manager of the private club.

He pressed the button, and before he could speak, an anxious voice came from the other side, "The wind is always bad! The clubhouse is on fire!"

Feng Yixiao was a little surprised, "Fire? Firefighting measures are well done, how could it suddenly catch fire?"

Recalling Shi Nan who was dragged upstairs by him, he couldn't help asking, "Did the people in the room on the top floor escape?"

He just wanted to deal with Si Jinhan's vigor, he didn't have much impression of Shi Nan, and he hadn't reached the point where he wanted Shi Nan to die.

The opposite person sighed helplessly, "I don't know, this time when the fire is on fire, I only care about myself and run out, so how can I care about others."

"By the way, the cause of the fire was deliberately set on fire. I heard from the welcome desk that they saw an individual visitor without an appointment today. It was very strange. They didn't order people or play. They just ordered a glass of wine and sat alone. There, the fire was set from the inside, and it was most likely the man."

Feng Yixiao, "What does that person look like?"

The general manager thought for a while and replied, "The man they mentioned is quite handsome, about 1.8 meters tall, in his early twenties, he doesn't talk much, and feels alienated..."

Feng Yixiao was taken aback for a moment, and the figure of a person quickly came to mind.

An Luo!

The night was getting dark, the clubhouse was on fire, more and more people were watching the excitement, and the firefighters were putting out the fire.

The flames soaring into the sky made An Luo's eyes red. He hid in a deep alley not far away, beside Shi Nan who was already unconscious.

Shi Nan's body temperature was frighteningly high, and there were wounds all over his body. If it weren't for the slight heaving of his chest, no one would think that he was still alive.

An Luo was not much better either, he was almost choked to death by the thick smoke, he never thought that there was such a place in the clubhouse, and it took him a lot of effort to touch it.

He is dizzy now, unable to stand up, and has no strength at all.

He wanted to take Shi Nan to the hospital, but with his current state, his survival was a problem. Once he took Shi Nan out of the alley and appeared in the hospital, all the suffering Nan had suffered today would be in vain.

Helplessly, he turned his head and glanced at Shi Nan who was at the side, and chuckled, "It's better to die outside than to die inside."

In the Si family, only the little mute would treat him sincerely.

He tried to get up from the ground several times, but he fell down. He didn't give up, put his hands on the ground, and was about to stand up again, when suddenly, a pair of black leather shoes appeared in front of him.

An Luo raised his head slowly, and saw Feng Yixiao looking down at him from a high position.

Feng Yixiao looked at him with downcast eyes, his eyes were complicated and obscure.

It's been so long, An Luo seems to have lost weight...

He bent down, stretched out his hand to pinch An Luo's jaw, and said in a deep voice, "Stay with me for three years, I can save him, and I can save you too."

An Luo stared at him blankly, and after a long time, slowly said a word, "Okay."

Let's draw the final full stop for childhood.

Both of them thought so...