C759 Don't Go
C759 Don't Go
She decided to keep a low profile and do things in a high profile manner. Therefore, she hid all the luxury clothing bags that she had bought not long ago and picked out the clothes that were the most low-profile and honest.
The next day, she still arrived early in the department.
After a while, a colleague carried a pile of documents over and placed them on Feng Muyan's table.
It was only when she was about to get off work that a colleague came over and placed them on Feng Muyan's desk. There were still people who came over to ask Feng Muyan for help, and they all requested that it be completed by today.
Feng Muyan saw that those colleagues who had asked her for help turned around and left with their bags, but the documents on her table were piled up into a mountain. She was so depressed that her mouth could be hung with an oil pot.
The night was dark.
When Rong Jingcheng arrived at the entrance of the Secretariat Department's office, Feng Muyan was already half asleep and half awake. Her head moved bit by bit, almost touching the keyboard a few times. She magically lifted her head again. She got up. Shaking left and right, he actually fell asleep.
Rong Jingcheng saw her repeat this a few times, and finally could not help but walk in front of her and knock on her table.
Feng Muyan was woken up and saw Rong Jingcheng standing in front of her. She thought she was dreaming and called out tentatively, "Rong Jingcheng?"
"Are you awake yet?" Rong Jingcheng returned to his serious look.
When his sexy and deep voice was heard, Feng Muyan immediately quivered and became completely awake.
"I'll send you back. " Rong Jingcheng picked up the bag that Feng Muyan hung behind the back of the chair.
Feng Muyan held back her anger and said to him, "If you want to go back, go back. I want to finish before leaving. "
Rong Jingcheng's narrow and well-versed eyes glanced around. There should be no one else on this floor. He suddenly laughed lightly and his lips curved into a playful smile. He wanted to scare her and said, "Then you can stay here alone. I heard that some strange things will happen in this building at night. . . "
After he said that, he pretended to turn around and leave. When Feng Muyan heard those words, she could no longer remain calm. She was so scared that she quickly grabbed the man's hand -
"You, don't leave. I'm afraid. . . "
It was late at night. When they reached Feng Muyan's house, Feng Muyan had already fallen to the side of the driver's seat.
Rong Jingcheng parked the car by the side and did not wake her up. Feng Muyan, who was sleeping soundly, was much quieter and more immature than usual.
Rong Jingcheng realized that he had never been like this before. He carefully observed her from a close distance because she always pestered him and always had a mischievous smile on her face.
Out of nowhere, Rong Jingcheng reached out his hand and pinched Feng Muyan's cheek. Her small round face had quite a texture. It was warm and could be broken by a blow. Feng Muyan seemed to feel someone touching her. She rubbed it and muttered, but she did not wake up.
Rong Jingcheng took back his hand, but that delicate feeling seemed to have been left on his fingertip.
……
When it was Uncle Rong's birthday, Feng Muyan's family had arrived at the Rong residence early in the morning.
"Happy birthday, Father Rong! May the sun and moon shine together, and not grow old in spring!"
Feng Muyan called out the blessing as soon as she entered the door. Her round face was full of joy, and her smile was very infectious.
The moment her symbolic soft voice came out, a smile hung on Uncle Rong's face. Fu Nuan even liked to pull her into her embrace.
Night fell. The lanterns in the Rong Residence lit up.
The guests arrived one after another. For a moment, the living room was bustling with noise and excitement.
After a while, Feng Muyan still did not see Rong Jingcheng's shadow and was about to sneak to Fu Nuan's side to inquire about it. She saw a familiar figure walk into the living room's door.
Feng Muyan's eyes lit up and just as she wanted to run towards him happily, she found that there was an unknown object beside him.
Ren Zhirou actually came!
The daughter of the Qiao family, Ren Zhirou, who always had a gentle and delicate appearance and was delicate and weak. It was probably the sixth sense that a woman was born with. Feng Muyan had long seen through Ren Zhirou's intentions towards Rong Jingcheng and had been unhappy with her for a long time.