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

In late March, Feng Yun became even busier.

More and more documents were sent in by Yang Miao every day, the meetings were crowded, and there were still a few short errands, so he had to go there by himself.

Time has become scarce and precious.

Recently, he has held a video conference in his room for three consecutive nights until midnight, and it is not uncommon for him to have no time to eat.

Chu Yunhe handed over more and more work and power to him, and he was ready to retire.

Based on this, Chu and the insiders believed in the rumor that Feng Yun was "Miss Chu"'s fiancé.

Fortunately, he can be so busy, so he feels that life is easier.

He and Ning An haven't gotten along well and quietly together for several days.

Since returning that night, the atmosphere between him and him has inevitably changed.

Ning An would still get up early for morning exercises and make breakfast, but reversed the order of the two things.

He would make breakfast and then go out for morning exercises, and the time for morning exercises seemed to be deliberately prolonged.

Most of the time, he came back when Feng Yun had gone out or was about to go out.

The time that two people spend together at home becomes less and less.

Occasionally met at home, Feng Yun would still rub his hair like before, or simply say a few words.

There is no obvious difference in Ning An, most of the time is indifferent, occasionally laughing.

But when he came home at night, his door was no longer open for him as before, and he even learned to lock it.

He drew an invisible boundary between them. On the surface, everything was normal, but in his heart, he seemed to be on guard against him.

Sometimes Feng Yun is so busy that he has no time to think about it, but in the dead of night, when he temporarily puts down the work at hand, he will miss him very much.

Now they, even though they still live under the same roof, seem to be separated by thousands of mountains and rivers.

In fact, such a day has not passed for a few days, but to Feng Yun, it seems that it has passed for a long time.

Sometimes he thought that he was thinking too hard, so instead of going upstairs after work, he would stand downstairs and look up at the window of his room.

Most of the time, that window is open.

Occasionally, if you are lucky, you can still see his figure cast on the window. Although you can't see it clearly, it still makes him feel happy.

But when I got home, there was only an empty living room.

His door was closed, and no matter how soon or late he came back, the food would be left in the kitchen, and he couldn't find an excuse to ask anything.

This is still the case today.

Feng Yun pulled off his tie and stood in the living room looking at Ning An's door.

He didn't have much appetite, so he covered the meal with plastic wrap and put it in the refrigerator.

After being busy in the room until midnight, he went to pour a glass of wine.

Then he walked slowly towards Ning An's room door. Most of the time, Ning An was still busy at this point.

He stopped at his door and slowly drank a glass of wine against the wall.

The cold wine slid down his throat and slowly became hot, making his heart restless.

The whole day today, he didn't even say a word to him, thinking about it, he was always a little bit unwilling.

He stood outside the door without knocking, but asked softly, "Ning An, are you asleep?"

Then there is waiting.

He lowered his eyes and waited for a long time, always feeling that the next moment he would make a sound to respond to him, even if he just said that he was asleep, it would be good to keep him out.

But in the end, the people in the room didn't give him any response.

Feng Yun stood for a while, then turned and left.

Ning An didn't sleep, he sat by the window and smoked.

He knew very well how long Feng Yun stood there, it took about two cigarettes.

He didn't hide from him deliberately, but when he appeared in front of him, it could easily affect his judgment.

He couldn't resist his eyes, couldn't resist his embrace, couldn't resist his warm hands rubbing his hair, and couldn't even resist the faint smell of perfume on his body.

Things that were so normal before seem to have changed overnight.

It became ambiguous, became blurred, roasted his heart hotly, and the warmth turned into torment, which made people feel overwhelmed.

In the past few days, he thought about it countless times, how could Feng Yun fall in love with him?Where is he cute?Apart from being able to give him a warm embrace, he has nothing.

Naturally, he has also thought about it countless times, is his feelings for Feng Yun really just as simple as family affection?

In fact, he is lonely, sometimes afraid, and wants to rely on.

He knew very well in his heart that between himself and Feng Yun, not only was Feng Yun dependent on him, but he was also dependent on Feng Yun, but he never showed it.

In this strange place, he also made friends, but friends also have their own lives, and life is not so easy.

As an adult, he didn't like to bother them with everything.

Therefore, those things Feng Yun gave him are especially valuable.

He will hug him, comfort him, take care of him carefully when he is sick, and warm him...

Although without those, he can live well, but it's different.

He couldn't figure it out, couldn't figure it out, became more anxious and confused, and smoked one cigarette after another, until finally only anxiety remained.

He thought more than once that if he was really Ning An, then he wouldn't mind developing this relationship.

But the train of thought is always stuck here, because he is not.

In the end, he didn't even want to continue thinking about this relationship as if he was evading.

He even made a decision to completely end this nondescript relationship with Feng Yun.

After all, this is not his home.

That day, after thinking for a long time, when he finally made this decision, he felt a sense of relief as well as a sense of pain that he was about to lose.

But he controlled the pain well within the range he could bear.

He got up and closed the window, and decided to wait for Feng Yun to come back, and then make it clear to him, but with a casual glance, he saw him smoking a cigarette downstairs.

The sky was so dark, he was on the sixth floor, but he was recognized at a glance.

He raised his head slightly, as if he was looking at his own room. Ning An's knuckles turned white for an instant with the hand holding the curtain, and his heart felt dense pain.

He blocked himself with the curtain, but couldn't help but look down at him secretly from the gap.

Across the night and at a distance, they went upstairs and downstairs one by one, secretly looking at each other.

The decision Ning An made with great difficulty collapsed at that moment.

He overturned the decision, and then settled down, wanting to think about it seriously, instead of making a hasty decision with an evasive mentality.

He heard Feng Yun's footsteps and his voice, he knew everything.

But he dared not answer.

In such a deep night, each other is very fragile, if this door is opened, he doesn't know what will happen to them.

He stared out of the window in a daze, a narrow crescent moon hung in the dark blue sky, the light was cold and bright.

A long section of gray-white soot had accumulated, crumbling between his fingers.

Xiuzhi's brows were tightly frowned, and he watched the smoke rings spread in front of him intently.

But what if he really likes him?

He doesn't even know what his future holds.

If they really want to develop with Feng Yun, what about his world, his home?

But when the slight footsteps of him leaving came, and when the sound gradually disappeared, he still closed his eyes in pain, and it took a long time before he came back.

The two emotions were torn apart, which made him feel very painful.

For Ning An, making decisions has never been difficult.

His mind has always been very clear, so he seldom gets particularly tangled up.

Even if his decision is not so perfect, he can go on firmly for the things that have been decided.

Only this matter, he was entangled, he was worried about gains and losses.

Probably because he didn't eat dinner and drank wine on an empty stomach, Feng Yun's stomach hurt at night.

The stomach and heart were too close, and he was sweating from the pain as he leaned on the bed, and he couldn't tell which was more painful.

When it was daylight, the pain was finally overcome, he got up and washed himself, ready to go to the company early.

When he came out of the bathroom, he saw Ning An.

He was wearing a tracksuit and was about to enter the kitchen.

The black and red color scheme of the sportswear makes him look full of youthful vitality.

Ning An was surprised to see him: "It's so early today?"

Feng Yun's face was extremely pale, and there were small wounds on his lips after biting, which made him a little surprised.

But Feng Yun didn't give him a chance to take a closer look, he turned his head and entered his room with a calm voice: "Well, go to the company early today."

Then he added: "Don't make my breakfast, I'll eat it outside."

Ning An only ran half of the usual time before returning.

Feng Yun's pale face kept shaking in his mind, he was a little worried if he was sick.

Then I thought about whether he came to his door last night in a very uncomfortable and painful situation, wanting to seek comfort and help from him.

But he didn't speak, didn't respond, and let him alone and his only son bear all that.

His heart ached, and he felt extremely regretful.

When they got home, the house was empty and Feng Yun had already left.

Feng Yun's room was very tidy, the same as before, the sunlight came in from the side window, casting bright and dark light and shadow on the bed.

The side window faced east, facing the platform on the roof. Ning An stood in front of the window, quietly staring at the platform.

Feng Yun once said that when the weather is warmer, we will arrange a corner of the platform, install tables, chairs and parasols, or buy another swing chair, where they can drink tea, rest, or spend the night in their free time. Watch the stars and have a drink.

After he finished speaking, he curled his lips and smiled: "Hey? Are you happy? That corner only belongs to us two?"

Although they both knew that that corner couldn't just belong to the two of them.

During the day, the aunts who are covering the quilt may sit down and chat, and the children will also climb on the swing chair to play...

But in the dead of night, it could indeed belong to the two of them only.

Feng Yun's stomach has always been very good, since he was a child, he hasn't had much trouble.

Probably because the past two months have been too busy, and the morning and evening are uncertain.

Especially in March, he couldn't even eat on time, so he had a dark disease.

Driving to the porridge shop near the company, he slowly drank a bowl of porridge while reading materials on the tablet.

He still has a morning meeting today, and he has to fly to Japan in the evening, so he is in a hurry.

Coming out of the parking lot, he directly took the exclusive elevator to the 35th floor.

When Yang Miao saw him appear, he hesitated to speak.

He raised his eyebrows in doubt, and then saw Li Yuanshu waiting in front of his office.

He failed to completely kick out the Li family, so they would meet sooner or later, Feng Yun was not very surprised.

He walked over expressionlessly, opened the door, and let Li Yuanshu in.

Li Yuanshu looked at his thin and pale side face, feeling a vague sense of fragility.

He really wanted to step forward to touch her, but was forced by the indifference emanating from Feng Yun's body to keep a distance from him.

Feng Yun put the things on the table and sat behind the desk before raising his eyes to look at him: "Is there something wrong? Didn't you go abroad with Wang Rong?"

In recent years, Li Yuanshu has been one of Wang Rong's queen models. Most of Wang Rong will take him with him when he goes to international shows.

"I won't be a model anymore." Li Yuanshu said, "When I grow up, it's time to go home and help my dad share some burden."

The Li family and the Chu family are considered family friends, and Chu Yayan grew up behind him since he was a child.

Liu Qing is gentle and kind, so he has never had any scruples in the Chu family.

But last time, for him, his father apologized humbly in the Chu family in front of everyone.

The so-called "freedom" he had pursued for many years was not worth his father's love at that moment.

Because he wanted to be a model, he fought against his family for so long, and because of his father's bow and helplessness that time, he let go of his thorns against his family.

Growing up is sometimes so simple. In the past, the things that the family tried their best to ask for, but because of a soft and lowered posture, they came to us so unexpectedly.

"Oh?" Feng Yun crossed his fingers, thoughtful.

He was a little envious of him, so he focused his eyes on him.

Li Yuanshu is very lucky, he can do what he likes arbitrarily, and he can also make a mistake arbitrarily.

Because he knows that the arms of his family will always be there.

Whether he wanted to turn around or he made a mistake, there were people who hugged him and stood up for him.

So he said "I won't be a model anymore", it can be said so easily.

But Ning'an, but it needs to be so difficult.

He and Ning An are both self-willed people without capital.

Only those who have a lot of love dare to be willful.

His gaze made Li Yuanshu's fair cheeks flush a little, but Feng Yun turned his eyes away again, and his expression became a little lonely.

He said quickly, business-like: "What can I do for you? I have limited time."

Li Yuanshu twisted his fingers: "It's okay, I'm just here to deliver the sample booklet, and I'll apologize to you in person, I was ignorant before, and I caused you trouble."

How can I use Li Yuanshu for the sample booklet?

"No, that incident has turned the page. I'm not the kind of person who will be merciful, but I'm not the kind of person who will hold on to one incident for the rest of my life." Feng Yun smiled lightly: "So I hope that in the future, there will be only one thing between us. business, can you?"

Li Yuanshu nodded, stood up, and stopped at the door.

Feng Yun had already immersed himself in his work, he couldn't help but said: "Your complexion is not very good, do you want to..."

Feng Yun raised his head, his gaze was very cold, and he looked at him quietly for a moment: "What did I just say?"

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