This number is the wrong contact name, Xia Yucheng has not changed it since the first time he got it.

But in Fenghao's opinion, it has a different taste in his heart. His face suddenly became gloomy, he put his phone in his pants pocket, gently opened the door, and walked out gently.

"Mr. Feng......" Seeing him come down, Aunt Mo, the housekeeper here, greeted him.

"Let the kitchen cook Chinese food at night, be appetizing! Brew a cup of coffee, don't clean up the things upstairs first, and wait for Miss Xia to wake up before going!" Feng Hao commanded in a deep voice.

"Got it, Mr. Wind. ”

Entering the study, Feng Hao sat on the leather swivel chair in front of the desk, turned slightly, and faced out the window.

Although the study is on the first floor, the location is just overlooking the col opposite, giving people a condescending feeling of overlooking a qiē.

He took out Xia Yucheng's mobile phone from his trouser bag, took it in his hand and looked at it, and then raised his eyes to stare out the window, frowning.

Aunt Mo brought coffee.

"Mr. Wind, what else do you have to say?" she asked respectfully.

"Get out!"

Aunt Mo left the study, Feng Hao turned around and picked up the coffee cup, lowered her head and took a sip, and put it down.

The mobile phone rang again at this time, and it was still Mr. Lu.

Feng Hao swiped his fingers with a cold face and connected it.

Before he could speak, Lu Licheng's voice full of worry had already come from there: "Orange Orange, where are you? Do you know that I'm worried about you, why are you doing that? Are you telling me to be silent to make me a poor worm, watching the woman I want to protect to protect me?"

In the last sentence, Lu Licheng's tone was a little unwilling.

Feng Hao pursed his lips and held his phone tightly, it turned out that the first thing Xia Yucheng thought of was really ...... Lu Licheng.

"Speak, isn't it what happened to you? Orange ......."

"My woman, what I do to her is my business," Feng Hao opened his mouth unhappily, "Lu Licheng, she doesn't need you to worry about it, you are not qualified, understand?"

With that, he hung up the phone and turned it off.

Presumably, those text messages were also sent by Lu Licheng. He threw his phone on the desk, then put the weight of his whole body on the chair and sat lazily.

Xia Yucheng before the age of eighteen was still so beautiful, and he really wanted to meet her in her cardamom years as she said.

From then on, there would be no other man in her heart. That way, she wouldn't protect the man at the cost of hurting herself.

If it were him, how could he be willing to let her wait for so many years? He is the kind of person who refuses to give up no matter what happens.

He cares so much about Xia Yucheng, but her heart is still stuck in the memory of her cardamom years and refuses to come out.

She said that she couldn't go back with Lu Licheng, but her heart didn't think so.

Silently, Feng Hao lit a cigarette and took a puff gently, the smoke curling, enveloping his gloomy handsome face.

He met Xia Yucheng for the first time, he was eighteen years old, and she was twelve years old.

Passing by, each other has no intention.

When I saw her again, he was twenty-eight and she was twenty-two.

Can an unpure and beautiful beginning be worth the purest and cleanest first love in life?

Suddenly, he sneered self-deprecatingly.

What are you doing? Long sighs, long sighs, long love for children?

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