Relying on Liang

"Yuanyuan, you can't be so rude."

At this moment, Roy, the representative of MGM, who recently stayed at the high-rise of the Emerald Hotel in the business district of the city center, was reclining on the sofa, looking at him with disheveled hair. Grumpy little girl.

"I hate that man! I hate him!" The little girl with a bright red ribbon bow on her hair became more violent when she saw Roy was angry. He picked up a sofa pillow and threw it at the LCD TV in front of him.

Naturally, the soft feather pillow had no power. After hitting the TV screen, it slid down, revealing Zhong Yunqing's smiling face on the screen.At this moment, the content broadcasted by this ultra-widescreen LCD TV is the live broadcast of the Huayin Award Ceremony not long ago.However, the video has obviously been edited, and an award acceptance speech is played over and over again, and there are no other people in the screen. Regardless of the long-range, close-up, or close-up, the only protagonist is Zhong Yunqing.

For the little girl's hysterical madness, if it were anyone else, he might have been annoyed by the high-decibel screams, but Roy, who was leaning on the sofa with his whole body relaxed, seemed to take pleasure in it. In general, there was a look of enjoyment on his face.

For the control-crazed Roy, the more the child loses his temper, the more it proves that her every move is influenced by him. Once Roy's attention is not on her, she can't bear it, so she subconsciously acts Just a reaction.

Wearing a Lolita dress, the girl with slender eyebrows and long eyes looks to be only fourteen or five years old. If either Lei Zhen or Zhong Yunqing were present at this moment, she would be able to recognize this little girl as the photographer who was in the United States that day. At Chris's solo film exhibition, Feng Yuanyuan, the daughter of Feng Guodong, the boss of TEDA Hongtu, who had met them once.

After throwing the pillow away, seeing that Roy still didn't respond, Feng Yuanyuan became even more frantic. She grabbed the crystal ashtray on the coffee table again, and was about to throw it at the hateful face on the TV.

"Stop, Yuanyuan." It's okay to lose your temper within the scope of his permission. Of course, Roy can't let Feng Yuanyuan get out of his control and do things he doesn't want to see.Seeing Feng Yuanyuan holding up the ashtray and refusing to put it down, Roy narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly, and still had a slight smile on his face, but his smile made people feel no warmth, "Yuanyuan, you want me to tell your father, Are you not good at all here?"

Apparently his father, Feng Guodong, could still make Feng Yuanyuan scruples. He threw the heavy ashtray onto the log floor with a bang, and the little girl's face changed as soon as she said it. In Roy's arms, weeping and begging: "Roy, I will listen to you, don't tell Dad! I hate him for forcing me to take those medicines, and I hate those doctors!"

"As long as you're obedient, you don't have to take medicine or get injections, understand?" Roy hugged her, his tone pampering, but his eyes passed Feng Yuanyuan, looking obsessively at Zhong Yunqing on the TV screen, even if this paragraph He has watched the video thousands of times.

"Ming, I understand." After sobbing and answering, Feng Yuanyuan, who was nestled in his arms, looked up and happened to see Roy's expression. She looked at the TV screen, and there was a trace of resentment in her eyes that were still shining with tears.

From Roy's first phone call, she sat beside him. She didn't expect that the vixen would be the one who answered the phone. As soon as Roy showed that expression, she understood everything.

It's not enough to just scold the male vixen and tell him to die, and scratch the screen of the phone with a fork.She was going to destroy every place Roy cared about him!Gouging out his eyes, cutting off his nose and mouth, scratching his face, and beheading him!

In order to restrain the ferocious thoughts that grew like weeds in her heart, she quickly gnawed on her nails nervously.Feng Yuanyuan's ten fingers, where nails should have grown, had been bitten bare by her. There were no nails to chew on, so she gnawed on her own flesh, and soon her fingertips became dripping with blood.

If Feng Yuanyuan's self-mutilation behavior is to be investigated seriously, it has a family history.Her aunt, who is also Roy's wife, has completely lost the ability to live a normal life due to severe paranoid schizophrenia, and now has to receive care and treatment in a psychiatric institution in the United States.

Feng Guodong's father-in-law had two daughters, the eldest daughter married Hua Guo and became Feng Guodong's wife, and the youngest daughter who stayed in the United States later married Roy.

Feng Yuanyuan's parents married for the sake of profit, and the relationship between husband and wife has been very cold for many years. The two seem to be in harmony with each other, and they have countless lovers behind their backs, basically playing their own way.Later, she finally gave birth to her. Although Feng Guodong loves this precious daughter very much, and he almost responds to her various willful demands and is extremely conniving, but he is usually busy with work, and he has to deal with those charming little lovers he raises outside. Feng Yuanyuan is often neglected to take care of her.The mother was even more ruthless. Not long after she was born, she began to sing and sing outside every night to indulge her emotions. The relationship between mother and daughter was so weak to the extreme.

Feng Yuanyuan, who was brought up by a nanny since she was a child, has been a withdrawn and violent child as long as she can remember.Dolls and toys are often dismantled, and when they are bigger, Feng Yuanyuan's goal turns to living things, from insects, birds, rabbits, and finally even the pet dogs raised in Feng's villa.

When the terrified nanny brought Feng Guodong and Mrs. Feng, who had finally returned home, to the scene of the body dumping, Mrs. Feng saw that under a clump of hosta flowers, the poodle she raised had been disemboweled and its head rolled away. On one side, when the intestines flowed all over the floor, he immediately screamed and passed out.

Feng Guodong, who realized the seriousness of the situation, had always thought that his precious daughter was just a little willful. At this time, he became anxious. Finally, the doctor's diagnosis came out. Feng Yuanyuan was young and had more psychological problems than her aunt who was locked up in the madhouse. It's much more difficult, but because of age, the destructive force is not as great, and the degree is not as serious.

Feng Guodong had no choice but to send his daughter, who was less than ten years old at the time, to the United States and entrusted him to Roy for treatment for a period of time.Because of his wife's illness, Roy specially went to study psychology and obtained a doctorate. This incident was once rumored in the upper-class social circle in Hollywood.

After that period of treatment, Feng Yuanyuan returned to a much normal state. As long as she didn't encounter stimulants and took regular medication to control her emotions, she could at least look like an ordinary little girl on the surface.Every year after that, Feng Guodong would send his daughter to his grandfather in the United States to receive regular psychological treatment in the name of vacation.

For several years, Roy has been taking good care of Feng Yuanyuan, and the two hit it off very well.Because of her father's doting and mother's indifference since she was a child, and growing up in a family with distorted family relationships, Feng Yuanyuan's illness was almost doomed.From killing other lives to self-mutilation, her problem has not been alleviated, but has just changed to a different way and deepened.

Roy, who was able to treat her tenderly like a mother and patiently accompany her like a father, was gradually regarded by Feng Yuanyuan as a spiritual pillar and the meaning of life.Anyone or anything that would rob Roy of her attention would be met with her crazily jealousy.

This time Roy came to China as a representative of the MGM film company. Feng Yuanyuan, who was morbidly attached to him and possessive, insisted on coming to the hotel to live with him.Fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl, the body has begun to develop, in order to avoid suspicion, of course Feng Guodong could not agree to her.The result of the final compromise was that Feng Guodong rented out another luxury suite opposite Roy's room, and asked Feng Yuanyuan's nanny, who had brought Feng Yuanyuan since she was a child, to live in it with her.

"Yuanyuan, don't be so rude next time, do you hear me?" Roy held Feng Yuanyuan in his arms and patted her on the back like a comforting baby until she stopped sobbing.

Feng Yuanyuan peeked at Roy out of the corner of her eye, feeling extremely aggrieved, but she didn't dare to make him angry anymore, her eyes were red, and she replied aggrievedly: "Yes, I heard it."

The violent girl who was hysterical just now, now in Roy's arms, is like a docile and pitiful little sheep.

Seeing this, Roy nodded with satisfaction, and picked up the phone that was thrown aside. Although the screen was scratched, it was still usable for the time being.He called the nanny and asked the nanny to lead Feng Yuanyuan back to the suite opposite to bandage her injured and bleeding finger.

Roy turned around and went into the study next to the living room. He came to the desk, took out another spare mobile phone from the drawer, replaced the card, and turned it on.When the screen lit up and Zhong Yunqing's bright smiling face appeared, Roy lowered his eyes slightly, smiled softly, and dialed Lei Zhen's number.

"Hey?"

When he heard the voice from the other end of the phone, deep disappointment appeared in Roy's eyes for a moment. It was very different from the long-sleeved and graceful appearance in front of others. The disappointment on his face was completely undisguised, and he said The voice is still polite: "Mr. Lei, I'm really sorry just now. Yes, yes, yes, my niece is too naughty and lively, children are ignorant, she just learns what is shown on TV, I am really sorry, I made you laugh. Yes Alright, who answered the phone just now——?"

Hearing Lei Zhen's voice on the phone instantly softened several degrees, Roy's face lost all smiles. What's remarkable is that his tone remained at a gentle and gentle level, confusing the listener's ears and senses.

"I'm really sorry, I hope it didn't affect you and your lover. If it's convenient, please allow me to apologize to the two of you in person, no, I want it."

"Okay, then we'll see you at the company."

After hanging up the phone, Roy sat down at the desk.

Throwing the mobile phone casually on a stack of documents, in front of Roy, the entire solid wood desk is full of various report documents.And in the large stack of photos scattered next to it, there are snapshots of the moment when Maize and others got out of the car and walked into the gate of Asuka, there are also sneak shots of assistant Zhou Beibei basking in the sun and drinking coffee on the balcony of the apartment, and even Aunt Qian came out of the vegetable market after buying vegetables. Photos are readily available.

Obviously, this Roy, who has some ulterior purpose towards Zhong Yunqing, is investigating everyone around Zhong Er.

At this time, Roy's entire face was hidden in the shadow of the backlight, only a pair of eyes were shining. He stared at the table in front of him and let out a silent laugh, "We will meet soon."