Possessiveness: The private little wife of the paranoid CEO

"Mr. Lu, you...you already think of Miss Shi Ran?"

Ah Fei froze in place, looking in disbelief at the man sitting on the bed in front of him.

Is this an easy way to smash Nangong Mian's hypnotic genius?

The wall light poured down, and half of the man's face was sunk in the shadows. His Adam's apple had a smooth arc, and his thick eyelashes were like crow feathers. The light cast a shadow on the lower eyelid, and his dark eyes were deep.

Not only did he remember everything, those memories were more like a needle piercing into his bone marrow.

My heart felt like being cut back and forth by a blunt knife, throbbing with pain.

How she disappeared in front of him three years ago, and how he lived these three years, the scenes are all too clear.

He took off his watch, and the new scars and old wounds were placed on his wrist one by one, and they had become bloody. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and he seemed to see the picture of blood flowing out here little by little every time.

And every time he was like a lunatic, he didn't feel the pain, he even tapped the blood with his fingertips, tasted it with the tip of his tongue, and a morbid smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.

The pain was extreme, every day I wondered if Ranran would not come back, I just cut my wrist with a knife to make myself hurt, thinking that this would relieve some of the pain in my heart.

Every time, he had to remind himself to be measured, not to die, and if he died, he would not see Ranran come back.

In addition, he had to stay absolutely awake to resist Nangong Mian's hypnosis, his reason was being pulled endlessly, and he had only one thought: he couldn't forget Ranran, he couldn't.

Those days were so painful that there seemed to be only a thin line between life and death.

But slowly, the time was getting longer and longer, and Ranran hadn't come back yet, and the old wounds on her wrists were often not healed, and new wounds were added.

It seemed that no matter how much he tortured himself, he couldn't divert half of the pain in his heart.

It wasn't until every nerve couldn't bear his endless torture that Nangong Mian, who had been working hard for more than two years, finally succeeded in hypnosis.

"I remembered that this was kept secret in advance. Judging from Ranran's situation today, she should already know that I forgot about her."

In the corridor, he asked her, "Have we met?" Her "No" was like a sharp knife, stabbing straight into his heart.

And her attitude of running away is like gravel getting into the blood, and as the blood flows, every minute and every second hurts.

Hearing this, Ah Fei suddenly remembered the familiar figure from the back he saw at Shi's house a few days ago, and now he thinks it should be Miss Shi Ran.

"A few days ago, I went to Shi's house and seemed to see Miss Shi Ran. Maybe Miss Shi Ran knew about it from that time."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ah Fei saw the man with drooping eyes raise his eyes suddenly, the dark eyes looked like an abyss, bottomless.

Lu Beiyan's eyes darkened, and he said:

"Zha is behind the scenes of the Shi family."

If he guessed correctly, it should be Ranran.

In less than 10 minutes, Ah Fei sent him the information he had found, and it was exactly as he had guessed.

It turned out that Ranran came back for revenge.

"In this way, you release the news that the Lu Group is willing to help Shi's tide over the difficulties, and this Wednesday, go to Shi's for dinner."

He paused, and his thin lips parted slightly: "Try to find a way to let Ranran know about these news."

Ah Fei was at a loss when he heard it, as if he was in a fog, and couldn't see the direction clearly. After thinking about it, he still asked the doubts in his heart.

After all, he is the only one who knows the truth now, and when he tells stories to the enthusiastic crowd outside in the future, he must be well-founded and well-founded.

He straightened his collar, with a sense of sacredness.

"Mr. Lu, I don't quite understand. Shouldn't we help Miss Shi Ran? Why are we still blocking her way?"

Lu Beiyan pressed the center of his eyebrows, closed his eyes and rested.

"Just do as I say, and get out."

hooligan:"……"

"Then do we really want to help the Shi family?"

I almost forgot to ask, since I want to release the news, is it really going to be done?If so, he will also let the company team to convey his meaning.

The person sitting on the bed didn't even open his eyes.

"No help."

A Fei nodded, and didn't say anything else, Mr. Lu must have his reasons for doing so.

Seeing that Boss Lu had closed his eyes and was about to rest, he lifted his feet and walked out. He had just arrived at the door.

"Wait a moment."

He turned around in surprise, didn't Mr. Lu want to tell him the reason!

He trotted back, "Mr. Lu, if you have anything else to say, I can listen to you."

"Is the dyed thing in your place?"

Since he was successfully hypnotized, everything related to Ranran has been hidden by them.

hooligan:"……"

He nodded. Zhao Qingyao didn't want to see these things because she believed in Nangong Mian's hypnotic method to ensure that he would never think of Miss Shiran again in this life, so those things were useless and left to him to deal with.

At that time, Ah Fei was looking at the packed boxes, which contained the combs used by Ms. Sometimes Ran, the clothes she had worn... and the bizarre paintings in the studio.

Like looking at a hot potato, there is always a sense of sight that if you lose it, you will lose your life in the future, so he hid it.

"In the servants' room."

At that time, they moved all those things to the servant's building in the backyard, and locked them in an unoccupied servant's room.

This is the safest way, it is impossible for Lu Beiyan to go there.

"Well. Move them all to a cubicle in my study."

Soon, A Fei sent all the traces of Shiran three years that he had found to his mobile phone.

It is very difficult to find a person in a haystack of the vast universe, but it is easy to follow a person's past to find her, and a little clue can form a web.

It turned out that she had been in a small town in Country Y for three years, and she had rented a yard with Tang Ji. In the photo, the yard was full of colorful flowers, competing for splendor.

Dark red house, yellow windows, recliner sofa, tatami mats, two ducklings shaking their heads in front of the door, very cute, and lotus blooming in the small water tank.

And in that small town, on the one hand, she held classes in the yard for free to teach children to draw, and her life was peaceful and gentle; Proud to develop rapidly.

Until the small company gradually became stronger, and finally stretched out its hand to its ultimate goal: Shijia.

Seeing that she had a good life in the past three years, Lu Beiyan was both happy and sad.

Suddenly, a tear slipped from the corner of his eye, onto the colorful photo of the small courtyard.

After leaving him, her world is colorful, but after he leaves her, the world remains bottomless black.

But if you want him to let go, it's better to let him die.

He clenched the black quilt tightly with both hands, and a self-deprecating smile pulled out from the corner of his mouth.

He really wanted to catch her back and put her on this bed.

Lingering until death, until death.

Or build a cage and put yourself and her in it.

But at this moment, he was so glad that he had controlled it today and did not do so.

God knows how much self-control he used to be able to restrain himself and control these turbulent impulses in his body.

In an instant, like a discouraged ball, he curled up into a ball, kissed the two letters on his fingertips, and muttered to himself:

"Don't let Ranran know that I have recognized her and it will scare her."

He was betting that his Ranran would come back to him.