Heart-Seizing Contract: Mr. Lu's pet

On the phone, the woman's gentle voice touched Tong Yan's eardrums, splashing half a basin of cold water on her anxious heart, and trembling coldly: "I'm sorry, the phone you dialed has been turned off..."

Lu Tingxiao's cell phone was turned off unexpectedly, he never would.

Did he not want to talk to her, or was he mad at her?

It was cloudy and rainy outside, and the pouring rain did not show any sign of stopping. It hit the glass of the balcony and the window, and there was a clear pattering sound.

It seemed that the rain was too loud and the room was too empty, which made her feel a little lonely.

Tong Yan wrapped herself in a quilt, looked at the dark mobile phone screen in her hand, and heard Lu Zhu's voice: "It's normal for a man to have a successful career and not return at night."

Is it normal?

Why didn't Lu Tingxiao come back all night, no, she just came back later, she felt so uncomfortable.

The servant brought her hot milk and supper and retreated. Tong Yan sat blankly, feeling that a big room is not good at all, and it will get cold after sitting for a long time.

So she had no choice but to get up, walk to the easel beside her, tear off the cloth covering it, and look at the half-painted picture on it.

If you have nothing to do, just paint the painting that Shen Zhaozhao wants!

Maybe Lu Tingxiao will come back without waiting for her to finish painting.

Tong Yan thought hard, and tried hard to block Lu Zhu's words in her ear, 'It's normal for a man not to return at night. '

It's not normal, it's not normal at all, it's not normal at all if Lu Tingxiao doesn't come back.

The paintbrush in Tong Yan's hand was thrown onto the drawing board by her. This painting, which was almost completed, could already see the mess in her heart.

Sitting on the bed blankly, he looked at the display on his phone that it was [-]:[-] in the morning. Lu Tingxiao didn't come back, he really didn't come back, and the phone was still turned off.

She admitted that she was wrong for not seeing the message in time to reply to his message today, but it was even more wrong for Lu Tingxiao to 'retaliate' against her by taking the night away.

My father was busy before, but no matter how busy he was, he would come back to accompany his mother. She remembered that his father said with a smile that when a man has a career, a stable career does not require too much entertainment and communication. Something more nostalgic.

"Lu Tingxiao is not such a person, today was just an accident."

Tong Yan threw herself onto the big bed, rolled heavily on the bed wrapped in a quilt, then looked at the crystal lamp above her head, and closed her eyes angrily.

As long as she doesn't want to, she shouldn't be entangled anymore. If she doesn't go home, she won't go home. Maybe Lu Tingxiao is really busy because he just returned to the company.

But his legs haven't healed yet, how busy can a person who can't even walk?

Even if he wanted to be busy, how could Lu Tinghao allow him to take too many actions now that he controls half of the Lu family? Thinking of the company's personnel transfer two days ago, Lu Tinghao was caught off guard, and the second room was already very dissatisfied. Lu Tingxiao couldn't be in any accident!

Tong Yan's messy heart was suddenly pulled, and then she turned over and sat up from the bed.

"No, I can't just wait like this, I want to find out where he is."

Tong Yan, who made up her mind, hurriedly got up and looked through the internal group of Lu's company, but she did not expect to find Zhan Feng's WeChat.

God really helped her, this is just the wechat of their assistants and designers, I don't know that the old man even brought Zhan Feng in, she finally doesn't have to suffer from insomnia tonight.

After hesitating, she slowly sent the message to Zhan Feng.

'have you slept? '

It took a long time to send the message, but there was no response from Zhan Feng for a long time, and he almost wanted to smash the phone with his childlike face.

What kind of 24-hour gold medal special assistance, when your lady boss needs it, you dare not show up immediately.

When I replied to her 10 minutes late, she asked Lu Tingxiao to withhold his year-end bonus. No way, he also deducted all his salary. How unprofessional and unprofessional!

Tong Yan rolled on the whole bed, scolding Zhan Feng from head to toe, and finally scolding Zhan Feng diverted her attention from Lu Tingxiao's problem of "not returning at night", and fell asleep after a long time.

At the entrance of the hotel, Zhan Feng helped Lu Tingxiao into the car, glanced at the phone and said, "President, madam is still awake, do you want to go back to her?"

I'm afraid it's because their president is waiting anxiously. If they don't come back so late, they don't know how much resentment they have.

The backlog of this woman's resentment is scary, and their president is afraid that it will be miserable when they go home.

Lu Tingxiao glanced at his phone, which was turned off without battery, and then at the heavy rain outside the car window. He grabbed a small square box in his hand and rubbed it with his fingertips. He said with a heavy breath, "No need. Now, let’s go home now, it’s too late, drive slowly, and be careful.”

"It's so late, don't you really need to spend the night in the hotel first? Miss Fang is alone..."

"Let's drive, Yan Yan is alone."

The president's three views are so correct, Zhan Feng almost lost his heart, and the car slowly slid into the rain curtain in response.

At 43:[-] in the morning, a dark figure opened the door, looked at the room as bright as day, and saw a ball on the bed that was not sleeping.

The black shadow moved forward slowly, with steady and powerful steps, and finally stopped from the side of the bed, his eyes fell on that quiet little face.

Smiling lightly, she said in a low voice, "Without me, you slept quite peacefully."

After taking off his rain-soaked clothes, Lu Tingxiao leaned on the bed, turned over and hugged the bundle beside him into his arms, and looked up at the easel beside the bed.

This is a painting that has just been completed, and the oil paint on it has not dried yet.

It is a night scene full of snow, the scorching snow light is illuminated by street lamps like fireflies, in the painting there is a young boy with a slender back, just standing under the profuse snowflakes.

The back figure originally represented loneliness, but because of the lively snow, it became more lively.

The first time Lu Tingxiao saw it, he was sure that Tong Yan's painting was not him. After a second look, he felt that the figure from the back looked familiar. As he continued to look at it, his face gradually became gloomy.

Because he seemed to have seen such a young man under Lu's garage tonight.

coincidence?

As a 30-year-old adult, would he believe it?

That can only mean that they have known each other before, and they are very familiar, at least in Tong Yan's heart, this young man is different, because Tong Yan rarely draws people, this young man?

Looking at it, Lu Tingxiao's breath became low and the temperature dropped rapidly, and the big hands holding the woman in his arms also tightened, tightened, and tightened involuntarily.

"Ugh...it hurts!"

The woman in his arms groaned, and Lu Tingxiao woke up suddenly. He loosened his grip, and Tong Yan obediently rubbed against her in his arms, and fell asleep peacefully again.

In the room, Lu Tingxiao stared at the woman in his arms with dark eyes, he seemed to have lost sleep because of jealousy!

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The author says:

There will be another chapter later, the author is coding, I will adjust the update time to night in the future, because I have not been in good health recently, it is really not too early, I can only keep updating every day for everyone.