After marrying a wealthy family, I just want to start a career[Transmigration Book]

The female designer hesitated for a while, but was finally moved by his persistence.

She waved her hand compromisingly, and said to DRESSER: "Go and get the thin chain No. 7086 and let him try it."

The chain was quickly fetched, and Ning An took it casually, quickly wrapped it around the ring, and then pulled out the main thread.

He lowered his head and lowered his eyes, looking intently at the small ring and the very thin decorative chain, his fingers dexterously hooked and pulled lightly, his confident and focused appearance gave him a very special aura, There is a layer of charming charm all over the body.

At this critical moment, no one dared to disturb him, and everyone hung their hearts and stared at his hands.

His hands are beautiful, when the slender fingers move flexibly, it is like a dance between fingers, fast, complicated and beautiful.

Cooperating with the crochet needle, he quickly wrapped the ring with a thin chain to form a diamond buckle. On the thin chain are tiny and tiny rhinestone stars, and the rest of the tail is made into a tassel and hangs down naturally. The lights shone brightly.

The designer laughed happily. She took the diamond button from Ning An, and before she even had time to thank her, she buried her head in the model's collar and fixed it with a tool.

Sweat flowed down the hairline, drawing a shallow mark, and Ning An let out a sigh of relief because of his rapid heartbeat.

兵荒马乱中听到秀导在喊：“7组3号呢？7组3号去哪里了？他妈的要上场了，7组3号！……”

The designer quickly fixed the diamond buckle, and breathed a sigh of relief. She turned her head and was about to thank the model just now, only to find that the other model had disappeared.

Ning An returned to his seat in a hurry, and was held down by the make-up artist before the show director yelled at him, and quickly absorbed his sweat to touch up his makeup.

Fatty Wei is a top-notch show director, and his requirements for the show are astonishingly high. Ning An knows that he has broken a taboo, and he can't escape by scolding him.

He pursed his lips and raised his head slightly. While cooperating with the makeup artist's movements, he waited for the storm to come. Unexpectedly, Fatty Wei's thunderous cursing did not resound, but a warm and smiling voice came: "Wei Fatty, don't scold him, he is doing very well."

The makeup artist let go, and Ning An only had time to take a look before walking towards the psychedelic light and shadow on the runway.

One look, one look only, Ning An felt like an electric shock, even his fingertips twitched, it was Wang Rong.

He is tall and slender, with a relaxed attitude, and even the speed of his speech is unhurried, which makes people feel at ease in this busy and chaotic backstage.

The coat is still at the elbow, I don't know if he is passing by or just arrived.

At that moment, Ning An met his gaze, gentle, smiling, with a little encouragement, very warm.

The time to go back and forth on the runway is actually very short, but this time Ning An felt that it was very long.

When returning backstage, Wang Rong had disappeared.

Ning An asked Dresser while changing clothes: "Where is Teacher Wang Rong?"

Dresser, who was so busy that his hands were almost blurred, was surprised: "Mr. Wang Rong is here? Isn't he not coming?"

Ning An was silent, but smiled contentedly after a while, maybe he was just passing by, but he met his eyes.

What a blessing.

This time it is a slim fit suit, the shoulder line and waist line fit just right, pulling out the perfect figure, elegant and sexy.

Different from the traditional suit, this set is slit on both sides and raised high, with a full set of cuff buttons, brooches, ties, tie buckles and handkerchiefs...

Ning An put on gold-rimmed glasses, revealing a deeply sunken and thin waist at the side slit. The snow-white flesh set off the fiery red rose made of rubies on the belt, restrained and wild.

The ruby ​​ear stud is like a small blood-colored mole, nailed on the ear bead, echoing the red rose on the belt, very sexy.

On the wrist is the latest luxury watch, the black leather strap is low-key and restrained, but the dial is inlaid with broken diamonds, which is the consistent style of a certain brand and is highly sought after by high-end fashion people.

Around the neck is a thin chain of abstinence, so thin that it is almost invisible to the naked eye, with an opal the size of a water drop hanging on the delicate collarbone.

The brilliance flows while walking, making it impossible to ignore its existence.

A pair of straight long legs are wrapped in trousers, as if stepping on the tip of a person's heart.

He is introverted, reserved, ascetic, but full of wildness, and the contradictions evoke charm, which makes people unable to move their eyes.

Especially the small opal on his collarbone reminded Feng Yun of the two small light brown moles on his neck. It was a glimpse on that day, but he never forgot it. That little embellishment makes people feel very warm and sexy.

At this moment, he is on the stage, he is off the stage, he looks up at him, sees him shrouded in a halo, from head to toe, he is not willing to miss a single cent.

In that fairy-like light, he had only him in his eyes.

He is extravagant and bright, and he is cold and abstinent.

A pair of gold-rimmed glasses gave his indifferent eyes a touch of warmth and reservedness.

The photographer's lens is facing him, but he doesn't realize it. On this stage, he is just an accessory, and he always knows his position.

This is, too gorgeous a show.

Feng Yun sat under the stage and raised his head slightly, the light and shadow painted magnificent colors on his face.

Little by little, he witnessed the hard work he put in for the show.

He has witnessed with his own eyes his exhausted but persevering figure from the interview to the official show. He has also seen him sleeping at his desk all night revising drafts and drawing pictures. He has also seen him practicing expressions and movements over and over again in order to match the connotation of the works. look...

He has seen every bit of what he has paid for it, but that is only a silhouette.

But today, he saw him shining on the stage, the light almost made him dizzy.

No one knows how hard he is behind it, only he knows.

That's what he deserves.

Feng Yun raised the corners of his lips, and there was a trace of pride in his eyes that he hadn't even noticed.

No matter how gorgeous and exciting a show is, it will always come to an end.

The light and shadow gradually dimmed. In addition to the shock and surprise left to the audience, the busyness of the backstage staff is far from over.

When Ning An returned to the dressing table, Tan Wenyu hugged him fiercely: "You kid is amazing today."

Ning An smiled: "You too."

Different from Ning An's firmness and softness, Qin Wenyu's personal style is stronger, and he always gives people a feeling of strength and confidence.

Therefore, compared to Ning An's expressiveness on exquisite accessories, he is more suitable for casual and personalized accessories.

Before they could finish speaking, the two of them were pressed forward and leaned forward.

Tian Xiaoci rushed over from the front desk at the first time, he wrapped one arm around one of them, and pressed a powerful kiss on their cheeks respectively.

Then he stood up straight, pretending to be serious and interviewed: "Excuse me, gentlemen, what makes you perform so well? Is it because you secretly do your homework while others are sleeping?"

Ning An was amused by him, his eyes were curved, and the dimples at the corners of his mouth popped out.

It's finally over, after half a month's busy work, it came to an end in the laughter at this moment. Although it's not perfect, it's all worth it.

A few people in the background were laughing and taking off their makeup, and the atmosphere revealed a harmony in the rare relaxation after the hectic.

The audience at the front stage has also dispersed, some have poured into the backstage, some stayed on the scene to chat, and some have left.

Feng Yun and Chu Yayan also stood up immediately, ready to go backstage.

They were all full of amazement and joy, and there were people who wanted to bless them immediately.

Compared with the lively and playful past, Chu Yayan is a little restrained today, even cautious.

She smiled and asked a young man sitting on the other side of her: "Brother, are you going there too?"

The man had a half-smile: "I'm not going, you go, after all, I don't have a model wife."

"Huh?" He was sitting, raised his chin rudely and nodded towards Feng Yun: "The most coquettish one is your wife?"

Feng Yun didn't even look at him at first, but when he heard the words, he turned his eyes to him, those eyes were extremely cold, so cold that it gave people the illusion of being slightly blue.

When Chu Qin met his gaze, he couldn't help but tighten his heart slightly. If this kid dares to fight him now, what if he flies up a branch and turns into a phoenix?What else can the Chu family do with him?

"What did you say?" Feng Yun asked slowly: "Say it again?"

At the end, there was even a little smile on the corners of those beautiful lips, which was very evil.

Even if Chu Qin didn't take him seriously any more, he felt a little afraid at this moment, but in front of Feng Yun, he had only one way to go to the end, and there was no room for him to admit defeat.

"Hey, are you in a good relationship?" Chu Qin smiled and found a way for himself: "What can I say? Didn't you say that you are lucky?"

"It's not your turn to judge whether there is any blessing? What are you?" Feng Yun said coldly.

Chu Ya was anxious and didn't know what to say, Feng Yun's mouth was sometimes poisonous, and it was really unbearable for ordinary people.

Where did Chu Qin ever get this kind of anger since he was a child, let alone scold him for what?

Others were holding him up and pampering him, but he actually asked him what it was?

In an instant, his eyes were red with anger. Asking this question made him feel worse than slapping him: "What the hell are you talking about? You deserve it too?"

If he didn't open his mouth to connotate Ning'an, Feng Yun wouldn't bother to talk to him at all.

But since it's settled, let him know that he can't afford to offend anyone.

"Oh? I don't deserve it? I don't deserve it. What are you doing? You're so mean? You have to find someone to scratch your bone? Ask me to scratch it for you?" He put his hands in his pockets and smiled foolishly: "I'm really afraid that you will be hurt. Can't live."

"As for whether I deserve it or not?" He took a step forward and looked at Chu Qin arrogantly: "You know better than anyone else in your heart?"

"You..." Chu Qin was so angry that his hands shook, he pointed at him with a finger and was speechless.

It was precisely because he knew that what Feng Yun said was the truth, he was speechless for a moment.

Chu Yayan tugged on Feng Yun's sleeve, but Feng Yun ignored him, he stretched out his hand and slowly pressed Chu Qin's finger down: "Your parents didn't tell you, just point your hand at someone casually. Very impolite?"

Chu Yayan lowered her head, she thought it was funny, but at this moment she absolutely couldn't laugh, she couldn't hold back her tears for a while.

The elder brother of her uncle's family is the only male in the Chu family.He grew up being held in the palm of his hand since he was a child. He is the only one who humiliates others, so no one else has the right to humiliate him.

But today Feng Yun humiliated him so much that he was still speechless.

"Feng Yun!" Chu Qin shouted, looking at him coldly, as if he was about to pounce on him and bite his throat.

Feng Yun had already taken out a wet towel and was carefully wiping his hand that touched Chu Qin just now.

"Last month, Mr. Chu, a starlet you slept with found some unspeakable illnesses." He didn't give Chu Qin a chance to speak, and glanced at Chu Qin's next three ways meaningfully: "Tsk , It's too dirty, I should remind myself not to touch yours, careless."

As he spoke, he shook out a tissue again, and began to clean his bony hand for the second time.

"Are you investigating me?" Chu Qin turned pale. No one else knew about this matter except himself, and he also went to the hospital for an examination immediately after the female star's accident.

"To each other," Feng Yun said indifferently: "You didn't check me too much, it's just reciprocity. I'm not as rude as you, I know there will be back and forth."

Chu Yayan pulled Feng Yun: "Go, Feng Yun."

She was caught in the middle and it was difficult to do: "Brother, you also go back, you will only make people laugh."

Chu Qin's mind went blank. He clenched his fists tightly, feeling a sharp pain in his palm. He lowered his head and saw a car key.

A car key of the latest Porsche sports car, which was supposed to be used to mock Feng Yun's second-hand dilapidated jeep, but it was completely useless.

He was originally the proud son of heaven, the only boy of the Chu family, who would own the entire Chuhe Group in the future, but at this moment he was in a mess like a dog in the water.

But Feng Yun was still holding his dog-beating stick, ready to deal him a fatal blow.

Feng Yun also saw the key, and he was roughly sure that it was the one that Chu Yayan sent him on the day of his wedding.

"The things you have are just because I don't want them. If I want them, you have to step aside." He sneered, and dealt him a fatal blow: "If I were you, I would never be like you." If you're so stupid, at least I'll be more polite in what I say and do."

He looked at Chu Qin's pale face mockingly, curled his lips, turned and left.

This was the first confrontation between Chu Qin and Feng Yun. He was the one who provoked him a few times before, and Feng Yun didn't talk to him at all.

He thought he was easy to bully, but he had a good skin, with a little naive arrogance.

This kind of person is the easiest to be knocked down, after all, too strong is easy to break.

But today he really didn't see whether he was tough or not, but this mouth is really fucking poisonous.

He clenched his fists, his hatred for Feng Yun was almost unstoppable.

Feng Yun was right, he had been checking him all the time, and he knew what he cared about the most, he gritted his teeth, and slowly uttered a few words: "Let's wait and see."

Chu Yayan caught up with Feng Yun: "Are you serious? Is he that kind of person?"

Feng Yun glanced at her: "What kind of person is he? You are used to a second-generation ancestor who is good at eating, drinking, whoring and gambling. Do you want me to get used to him too?"

Chu Yayan didn't say a word. She didn't like Chu Qin. Chu Qin looked down on her since she was a child. She was very polite and flattering to her for other purposes. She knew it very well.

She felt very happy about Feng Yun beating the dog in the water, but she still held back her smile: "You are really cruel, you are too poisonous."

Feng Yun said lightly: "Do you know that I usually show mercy to your subordinates?"

Chu Yayan curled her lips: "Then I really have to thank you for your mercy, but I am different from him. I respect and love you, and you don't have to, do you?"

Feng Yun snorted and said, "You are the only one with sweet lips."

Chu Yayan laughed, and she took his hand: "Hey? Could it be because he said Brother Ning? That made you angry?"

Feng Yun didn't let Chu Yayan call Ning An "sister-in-law", fearing that he would embarrass him, and asked her to call her brother, so Chu Yayan also called Ning An Xiao Ning brother.

Feng Yun snorted: "That's not true, I just think he has a face that owes a lesson today."

"Oh?" Chu Yayan suppressed a smile: "Didn't he look like this before? Doesn't he owe a lesson?"

Feng Yun hooked the corner of his mouth: "It's not that much."

Chu Yayan finally couldn't help it, and giggled.

After tidying up themselves, feeling refreshed and comfortable, a few people were talking and sorting out their things, preparing to leave early.

Ning An was halfway through the things in his hand when he suddenly found a thin, bare chain, which was the one for the ring.

He stood up with a jerk, realizing that he forgot to take back the ring.

He didn't even have time to say hello to those two people, so he went straight to the dresser: "Hello, my ring..."

"Ah," the girl smiled gratefully when she saw him: "Thank you for helping me out today."

She went looking for the ring, but it wasn't in the trinket rack or in the box.

Ning An also helped her find it, and searched all the places, but there was no trace of the ring.

The girl's face turned pale: "Why is it gone?"

Ning An was also a little anxious. He had flipped through it several times, but he still comforted the girl: "Don't worry, I'll read it again. Think about it carefully, where did you put it?"

The girl had a bitter face: "After my model came out, I immediately removed the thin chain No. 7086 and sent it to Group 5, because Group 5 was urgently needed, the ring..."

She frowned and thought for a while, and finally shook her head in despair: "I was too busy and chaotic at that time, I really don't remember."

"I'll take a look at the 5 sets of jewelry cabinets," Ning An said, "Will you look for it again?"

"What are you looking for?" A voice came from behind, very relaxed, with a little smile.

However, Ning An suddenly tensed his back and did not speak.

"Ring." The female DRESSER has already answered.

Ning An turned his head helplessly and met Feng Yun's eyes.

The word "ring" shattered the smile in his eyes, the smile faded very slowly, but eventually faded away.

A pressure hit his face, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

Sometimes, Ning An is a little afraid of Feng Yun, such as now.

Feng Yun has a vigor and sharpness in him, but he usually restrains himself deliberately, which makes people think that he is just a bright and free-spirited young man.

But in fact, his heart is very deep, many things, it just depends on whether he cares or not, once he really touches his reverse scales, the strong pressure and aura in his body are actually quite frightening.

Ning An felt guilty.

Feng Yun's eyes carefully looked at his face for a few times, and then looked at his left hand, which was tightly clenched, and there was no ring on the ring finger.

Feng Yun's hand was also clenched tightly, the plain, rustic ring on the ring finger of his left hand pierced his eyes.

"What ring is missing?" Feng Yun asked, there was still a little hope in his eyes: "Don't tell me it's a wedding ring?"

Ning An slowly calmed down: "I'll find it right away."

Feng Yun bent down and pinched his shoulder: "Why did it get lost?"

The female dresser also realized that something was wrong at this moment, she hurriedly explained: "It's all because of me, he used the ring as a diamond clasp to help me..."

"What?" Feng Yun narrowed his eyes: "You use a ring as a diamond button? Why, such a big show, why does it have to be it? Or why does it have to be you?"

His hands pinched his shoulders with such force that they almost crushed his bones.

Feng Yun didn't notice at all, like a hurt beast, he looked at him viciously, waiting for his answer.

How could this person who had just sparkled his life, illuminated his eyes, and made him proud just give him a blow in the head like this?

Why did he treat this person like a calf just because someone said something to him, and even lowered his body to tear up people who usually disdain to talk to him?

He didn't even understand why he was so sad, he was still proud of him, shouldn't he be more tolerant?Isn't it just a broken ring?

But the pain in my heart is tearing and tearing, and I can't control it.

He raised his left hand, and the ring was on the base of his ring finger. The slender finger lined it out of rusticity, making it more reserved. Since when did he wear it on his hand, he was quite fond of it? For cherishing?

His voice was very deep: "What do you take it for? Ning'an?"

His emotions were too intense, Ning An looked at the surprised female dresser, and said apologetically, "Please go to Group 5 and help me find it, thank you."

Then he held Feng Yun's hand on his shoulder, and moved it down little by little.

He stood up straight and looked up at him: "I'm sorry, I didn't expect you to mind so much. The situation was too urgent at the time, and it was difficult to find Suquan in the whole venue. I... I didn't have time to think so much."

Feng Yun lowered his eyes, he looked at the ring on his hand, like his trophy, on the wedding night, he forced Ning An to wear it on his hand too.

Later, every time he saw Ning An wearing that ring, he would be very happy.

I can't tell what kind of joy it is, it seems to be a kind of satisfaction for the winner.

Or when two hands appear on the same screen, one big and one small rings, making him look very comfortable.

But now he felt no, maybe he had never won before, and Ning An's superficial compromise was only superficial compromise.

Only he himself believed it.

In this person's bones, he has his own persistence and principles. He compromises just because he is like an adult who doesn't want to care about a child.

The ring on Feng Yun's hand was like a joke, mocking his eyes, making him wish he could take it off immediately, throw it on the ground, and walk away.

Don't you care?I can also not care!

He looked at the ring, the corners of his lips were tightly pursed, but he didn't move.

The skirmish here attracted the attention of several acquaintances.

Tan Wenyu came over and grabbed Ning An's shoulder: "What's wrong?"

The confrontation between Feng Yun and Ning An was too obvious, Tan Wenyu pulled Ning An back and retreated.

The anxiety in Ning An's heart was no less than that of Feng Yun. The situation was urgent at that time, and it is not an exaggeration to use the word race against time to describe it.

He really didn't have time to think that much.

After knowing the situation, he instinctively thought of that ring, that ring can save the scene, it can make that dress and this show not so regretful, but now that he is facing Feng Yun, he realizes that it is not that simple.

That ring is also a kind of contract, even if it is fake, it is connected to another person's hand, but now it is lost.

He licked his dry lips, and his voice was a little sandy: "The ring is lost."

"What ring?" Tan Wenyu was stunned: "The ugly one? Wouldn't it be better to lose it?"

The word "good" got stuck in his throat, and he saw the ring on the base of Feng Yun's ring finger. It was exactly the same ring, but it was one size bigger than Ning An's. It was obviously a pair of rings.

Although he didn't understand why they chose such a "plain" ring, they lived together, and Feng Yun's attitude towards Ning An in Jiu Feng Yun last time was also unusual. on the ring finger.

Tan Wenyu was not stupid, he understood almost immediately.

He opened his mouth as if he was dumb, and wanted to ask something but felt it was inappropriate.

Although he is Ning An's friend, but, if He Yi loses such an important ring, he will also be angry if He Yi loses such an important ring.

The more you love, the more angry you will be, so he understands Feng Yun's feelings.

"An'an," he said, "don't worry, I and Tiantian will help you find it."

"It's ugly, it's better to lose it?" Feng Yun looked at Ning An with cold and lonely eyes: "So in your eyes, this is what it is?"

He turned around to leave, Chu Yayan, who was standing a little further away, wanted to come over and pull him, but was stopped by Li Yuanshu, who was carrying a bag next to him: "Let him calm down for a while."

He could clearly see the hurt emotion in Feng Yun's eyes.

He was like a wolf. For a moment, he thought that he would tear Ning An off on the spot.

That emotion was too strong, even if it wasn't for him, it still caused a storm in his heart.

He has seen Feng Yun being careless, and he has also seen him being cold and heartless, but he has never seen him have such strong emotional fluctuations.

That shocked him and made him feel pain. He restrained himself from going forward, and also stopped Chu Yayan.

He wanted him to suffer, and only after suffering could he wake up and turn back.

DRESSER came back soon, sweating all over his face in a hurry: "No, not anywhere."

Feng Yun's footsteps that were about to leave stopped.

Ning An's face also turned pale. He bent down and checked the jewelry column again, and then brought over the dress worn by the model. He searched carefully for the cuffs, neckline, pockets, and all possible places, but there were none.

Chu Yayan still couldn't help but passed by, he grabbed Feng Yun's hand: "Feng Yun, it was all an accident."

"Okay, it's all a fucking accident." Feng Yun stretched out his hand and ordered Ning An: "Follow me home."

Tian Xiaoci didn't pay attention to Ning An's ring, so he didn't know that it was a pair with Feng Yun's. At this moment, he stopped in front of Ning An: "Why? Who do you think you are, let him go with you Does he have to go with you?"

The corners of Feng Yun's lips hooked evilly, and his eyes became a little colder: "He is..."

"Hi, Ning An?" A voice that didn't fit in with the atmosphere suddenly broke in, breaking the deadlock.

Everyone turned their heads together and saw a handsome young man in a well-fitting suit, smiling and walking towards them.

Ning An only felt that this person looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him.

"Fang Jin," the young man stretched out his hand, "Do you remember that time at SOSO..."

Ning An remembered that during the wine warm-up event, he invited him to drink a Mimosa.

He reached out to shake hands with him, his face was pale, and his tone was tired: "Hello, I remember."

Fang Jin had already noticed that the atmosphere here was not right, he looked around with a smile: "Did something happen? Is there anything I can do to help?"

"It's nothing." Ning An was not in the mood to reminisce: "I lost one of my things."

Lost something?Doesn't sound like a big deal.

Fang Jin laughed: "If you don't go to the old one, you won't get the new one. If you lose it, it means it's time to get a new one."

Before he finished speaking, he felt a murderous aura coming towards him, making it impossible for him to proceed with the following words.

That invisible pressure, heavy, made people feel utterly threatening.

Feng Yun's eyes were like poisoned knives, gouging him out sinisterly.

What did he do?He just said a word, and Fang Jin was stunned.

"YY?" Few people who have been to SOSO don't know Feng Yun, and Fang Jin naturally does, and he still remembers that Ning An rejected his invitation to dance that night because of Feng Yun: "What a coincidence, you also come to see show?"

Feng Yun turned his eyes away, he didn't answer his words, but stretched out his hand towards Ning An, persistently said: "Go home."

Ning An nodded, and said to Fang Jin, "I'm sorry, it seems that every time I meet you, the timing is not right."

"Actually, I went to SOSO to look for you a few times, but I never met you again." Fang Jin felt a little regretful: "I didn't expect to see you on stage today. It's a pleasant surprise. You are amazing."

He laughed again as he spoke, his smile was dazzling, and he handed a business card to Ning An while smiling: "We will contact you when it is convenient for you."

Before Ning An could take it, Hengkong stretched out a hand, lightly pinched two fingers, and took the business card.

Fang Jin froze for a moment, then met Feng Yun's dark eyes: "I'm sorry, this business card is for Ning An."

"I'll leave it to him." Feng Yun said, he looked back coldly, without any intention of giving in.

Ning An's head was about to explode, he sighed, and said to Feng Yun: "Give me the business card, let's go home."

Feng Yun didn't move, he just took the business card out of his fingers, and took his hand to leave.

Then he paused again, and said to Fang Jin: "He accepts the same, he is my lover."

Not only Fang Jin was stunned, Tian Xiaoci was stunned, even Feng Yun himself was stunned, the ice in his eyes finally cracked a crack.

Also because of that gap, sunlight can pass through, protecting the heart veins.

Because of that sentence, the ring seemed to have weight, hanging on his finger, it was heavy.

They walked a long way before they heard Fang Jin shouting from behind: "Remember to contact me, Ning An, I want to ask you to be my model."

Ning An paused, before he had time to read the business card, he could only nod to Fang Jin from the air.

All the way without talking, Ning An lowered his head and smoked two cigarettes. When he lit the third one, Feng Yun stretched out his hand and squeezed it out for him.

Feng Yun drove in silence, the profile of his face was very cold and hard, his beautiful eyebrows and eyes were cold and serious, his thin lips were pursed, and his lines were sharp.

Ning An felt like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, with nowhere to escape.

When he really got home, closed the door, and the warm light shone in the hall, on the corners of his brows and eyes, making people less condensed, Ning An stepped forward and grabbed Feng Yun's hand. He carefully looked at the surface of his left hand. This is the second time they have argued over the ring.

His voice was very soft, hoarse due to anxiety, and it sounded sexier than usual: "I'm sorry, Feng Yun, I was wrong."

"Really?" Feng Yun showed a very shallow smile: "It's just a perfunctory thing, if you throw it away, you throw it away, anyway, you despise it as ugly, don't you?"

"No," Ning An said, "Sometimes I'm just fighting against you, not really disgusting."

"Then I'll ask you two questions," Feng Yun said, "answer me seriously."

Ning An nodded obediently.

"First," Feng Yun looked at him seriously: "If you do it all over again, would you still do it?"

Ning An was taken aback, not knowing how to answer for a while.

He is a model, and his dream is to become a fashion designer, which is a profession that brings beauty into the world.

If he could go back in time, or do it all over again, would he really be able to stand by and watch the blemishes and stains smeared on this gorgeous show?

he does not know.

"Okay, I see." Feng Yun's voice was filled with disappointment.

"Second question." Feng Yun looked at him and paused every word: "If Luo Xiudian gave you this ring, would you also use it to save the day?"

This time Ning An did not hesitate: "Yes."

Feng Yun was slightly stunned, Ning An's answer obviously exceeded his expectations: "What did you say?"

"I said I would." Ning An replied patiently: "It's just that this matter has nothing to do with Luo Xiudian."

"How could it be okay?" Feng Yun didn't believe it at all: "If it was given by Luo Xiudian, even if it was ten times uglier than this, you would still be happy with it?"

He paused, and finally said, "You won't be willing to use it to save the field."

If it was simply lost, he might not be so angry, but he just used it to save the situation, which shows that he doesn't care about the ring at all.

Ning An sat down on the sofa weakly, tiredness flooded his heart in an instant, a show had exhausted his physical strength, and the panic and worry of losing the ring exhausted his mental strength again, he buried his face in his hands and remained silent for a long time .

Feng Yun saw him sitting motionless on the sofa, his back was not as straight as usual, and there was a fragile curvature.

My heart tightened involuntarily, as if my heart was pinched in the palm of someone's hand, and it hurt faintly.

His silent appearance, as if acquiescing to his words, made him feel extremely happy in the pain.

Masochistic in general.

"It's true." Ning An finally moved his hand away, with a tired face: "Even if it was sent by Luo Xiudian, it's the same."

Ning looked at him quietly: "I will get the ring back, don't worry."

Those eyes were calm and determined, making it impossible to doubt anything he said.

"Ning An," Feng Yun said, "you have to remember, you still have a family."

"Family?" Ning An looked at him and asked suspiciously for a while, "Are you talking about this place?"

Feng Yun didn't speak, it was his default.

Ning An was stabbed by the word "family", he was silent for a moment, Feng Yun thought he was dazzled, he seemed to see tears in his eyes.

There was a soft light in those eyes, on the surface there was warmth and nostalgia, but deep down was a deep pain, which made people want to kiss him to heal all his scars.

But Ning An lowered his eyes, and he quickly shook his head: "Family is too illusory for me, Feng Yun, this is not my home either, have you forgotten?"

He looked at the ring on Feng Yun's hand: "Everything is fake, this ring, this marriage, this family, are all fake to me."

"Do you remember?" He said, "You reminded me again and again not to have any real feelings for you. I did, but what about you? Feng Yun, why do you mind this ring so much? Since it's fake, Just lose it and buy another one.”

He smiled softly, as if waking up from a dream, suddenly enlightened.

Looking at his expression, Feng Yun felt chills in his heart.

For his indifferent appearance, but also for what he has said and done.

He pursed his lips, like a stubborn child: "So what if you bought it? It's not the same one anymore, so what if it's the same?"

He held out his hand in front of him: "This ring, the original pair, is gone."

Ning An stretched out his hand, pulled his left hand over, held it in his palm, and looked at it carefully for a while.

Then he took off the ring, walked to the balcony, and opened the window.

The cold wind blew in and messed up his hair, Feng Yun suddenly realized what he was going to do, he only had time to shout: "Don't!"

Ning An had already raised his hand and threw the ring into the night.

Obviously such a small ring should not be able to see anything, but Feng Yun clearly felt that the light from it slipping out hurt his heart.