After hearing Luo Yan's words, Daniel's expression was also very complicated.

He looked at Luo Yan in front of him, with a heart-wrenching look. To put it bluntly, she was not wrong in fact. It could even be said that she was the most innocent person in this entanglement.

She is weak, she is weak, but she is too kind and easy to be soft-hearted. She was forced to get involved in this love undercurrent, and fell in love with two men she could not afford, which resulted in today's situation.

Even if he wanted to say something to her, he couldn't say it now.

Daniel finally had no choice but to look away, sighed silently, looked at Luo Yan's frustrated and helpless face, and whispered, "Miss Luo, maybe you are the only one who can change him!"

Hearing Daniel's words, Luo Yan's clear eyes tightened. She raised her head, the tears on her face were not dry yet, her long eyelashes were slightly drooped, and she was silent...

Seeing the sudden change in Luo Yan's face, Daniel knew that she must have been shocked. He felt that what he had said was enough, and if he continued to talk, it would be meaningless, so he stopped saying anything and turned around to go out.

Because he had more important things to do, which was what Rong Junlie had given him - to appease An Ling.

This is no simple matter.

After Daniel left, Luo Yan had been sitting on the bed in a daze.

It wasn't until a long time later that she suddenly sat up from the bed and hurriedly got out of bed. She didn't care that she was still wearing a nightgown, and ran out barefoot with her hair disheveled.

Fortunately, Rong Junlie was probably very confident that Luo Yan couldn't escape from here, so she ran out easily without leaving anyone guarding the door of this room.

But Luo Yan didn't know where this place was at all, and she was so unfamiliar with this place. She was wandering around like a headless fly. She couldn't find the person she wanted to see where she was going, and she was so anxious.

Cried.

"Miss Luo?" someone asked tentatively and cautiously.

Luo Yan looked up when she heard the sound and saw a middle-aged woman dressed as a servant approaching. She seemed to be a servant in this villa.

"Are you Miss Luo?" the servant asked.

"I am!" Luo Yan nodded hurriedly, and then asked impatiently, "Do you know where Rong Junlie is?!"

"Mr. Rong went out and hasn't come back yet!"

"Oh..." It turned out that he had gone out. For some reason, Luo Yan suddenly found that she really wanted to see him at this moment.

Finally, she had no choice but to return to the bedroom angrily.

After sitting alone until midnight, Rong Junlie hadn't come back yet. Luo Yan was lying on the bed, and she didn't know how she fell asleep in the end.

The next day, Rong Junlie was still not seen, and even Daniel, who had said those words to her, was gone.

Luo Yan was wandering alone in the penthouse suite of the villa when she suddenly saw a servant vacuuming in another guest room. Standing at the door, she couldn't help but asked tentatively, "Is Mr. Rong back?"

"Good morning, Miss Luo. Mr. Rong came back at seven o'clock and is in the kitchen now!" the servant replied immediately. After speaking, he also showed Luo Yan the way to the kitchen.

Luo Yan was pleasantly surprised when she heard this, and then she simply said thank you and ran to the kitchen without any further hesitation.

She couldn't explain why, let alone whether what she was doing was right or wrong. She just suddenly felt a strong desire from the bottom of her heart - she wanted to see him, and she wanted to see him now!

Luo Yan quickly ran to the kitchen. She was about to run in, but she froze in place when she saw the scene inside at the door.

The table in the kitchen was filled with all kinds of porridge. However, looking at the color and smell of the porridge, and the strong and strange smell that could be smelled at the door, Luo Yan was very surprised.

Certainly, the contents in those bowls were all failures of the experiment.

She looked inside again, and as expected she saw the person who was still busy continuing the experiment, Rong Junlie.

He was still wearing his expensive shirt, with his sleeves rolled up high, and without an apron on the outside. He was just shirtless, stirring a small pot on the fire with a long spoon, and steam was constantly coming out of it.

, seems to be his latest experiment.

Luo Yan noticed Rong Junlie's face and frowned unnaturally. His forehead was covered with sweat and he didn't even bother to wipe it off. So forget it. Most of his white shirt was soaked with sweat, and almost all of his back quilt was stuck to his body.

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I don’t know how long this man has been working here, and how anxious he is to get himself into such a mess.

Luo Yan felt that her nose was sore and her eyes were about to turn red - this man had never served anyone else, let alone taken a step into the kitchen. Was he doing this for her?

He is such a hateful and lovely man. He silently did all the things that he usually disdained by himself. How could people not be moved?

Luo Yan did not call out to Rong Junlie. She held the door frame with one hand and covered her mouth with the other, just standing here looking at him with red eyes.

Look at his serious look, look at his anxious look, and look at the sweat on his forehead.

Finally, when Rong Junlie had to throw away the pot of porridge, Luo Yan walked in.

A slender hand suddenly stretched out in front of Rong Junlie, making her look stunned.

"Get out of the way, how can you, a grown man, do these things!"

Luo Yan muttered, and without even looking at Rong Junlie, she took the small pot in his hand, cleaned it with ease, and then added rice and water to it again.

Rong Junlie was stunned when he saw Luo Yan walking in, until he saw her skillfully doing this, rolling up her sleeves, revealing her jade-white slender arms, holding a long iron spoon, and...

He stirred the pot calmly for a while, then as if he reacted belatedly, he suddenly smiled.

"Do you like to eat fish fillet porridge?" Luo Yan looked at the sliced ​​fish fillets in the kitchen and did not look back at Rong Junlie. She just asked him what he meant in a faint voice. She could not hear the emotions or emotions on his face.

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"I don't like it." Rong Junlie pursed his lips and answered concisely.

"If you don't like it, then what are you doing with these fish fillets?" Luo Yan nodded clearly, then carefully spread the cut fish fillets into the pot, and added lightly, "Then let's eat fish fillet porridge.

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"Yan'er," Rong Junlie said helplessly. In fact, he just made it for her because he heard that fish fillet porridge is more nutritious than lean meat porridge. He looked at her and finally could only call Luo Yan helplessly.

Name, "Yan'er, Yan'er."

"Huh?" Luo Yan asked softly, but still didn't look back.

Then, she was suddenly embraced by a pair of warm and strong arms from the outside, and her hand holding the ladle suddenly stopped.

"Yan'er..." Rong Junlie slowly murmured Luo Yan's name, sounding like a child, but he lowered his head more childishly, his furry head nuzzling her shoulder like a baby, while he

While rubbing it, he asked in a low voice, "Yan'er, have you forgive me..."

"..." Luo Yan didn't answer. She stirred the porridge that was slowly heating up. After a while, she whispered, "Don't rub it, it's itchy."

Rong Junlie didn't care. He seized this opportunity and knew he wouldn't let it go. He hugged Luo Yan for a while, but he never got a response from her. He could only hear her breathing a little heavy and her body seemed to be shaking slightly.

Rong Junlie sensed something was wrong, and deliberately used his slightly rough beard to gently rub the crook of her neck, then pulled Luo Yan's shoulders and looked at her face, and then he was startled.

When Luo Yan was forced to turn around, he found that she was actually crying.

Her eyes were red, her nose was red, her face was also red, her eyes were full of tears, and they fell down drop by drop. Her silent crying was not fierce, but it made people feel distressed for no reason.

Only then did Rong Junlie realize why she hadn't looked at him, turned around or spoken since he came in. It turned out that she had been crying silently.

Rong Junlie panicked all of a sudden. He hugged Luo Yan and looked at her intently and distressedly, asking softly: "Yan'er, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying... Are you still angry with me?"

Luo Yan didn't say anything, but her tears fell even more fiercely.

Rong Junlie became even more panicked, as panicked as if the sky was about to fall and he hadn't found a place to hide. He hugged Luo Yan tighter, wanting to be close to her.

The hearts are also close together, so that he can know what she is thinking.

"Yan'er..." Rong Junlie continued to call Luo Yan's name softly at a loss. He even raised his head and gently wiped away her tears with his soft lips and tongue, and continued to coax her patiently and softly, "Yan'er."

Stop crying, stop crying, you... I feel so sorry for you when you cry."

It would have been better if he wasn't like this. When Luo Yan saw this, she burst into tears.

She cried fiercely and heroically, and while crying, she accused him: "Rong Junlie, you bastard!"

"Yes, yes, I'm a bastard!" Rong Junlie responded hurriedly, thinking that instead of just letting him follow her thoughts and call her a bastard, as long as she stopped crying, she could let him say that she was not a human being!

Luo Yan even heard Rong Junlie's self-deprecation and refused to give up. She cried out all the grievances, fears and worries in her heart, and cried out all the emotions that had been accumulated in her heart for a long time: "Rong Junlie, you...

Bastard! You hid it from me!"

"Yes, yes, I'm such a bastard!" Rong Junlie subconsciously added this sentence, and then he realized the point of Luo Yan's words, and frowned slightly, unconsciously.

He asked in a low voice, "You...what do you know?"

"In order to repay An Jia's love, I forced myself to do this. Is it hard for you?" Luo Yan also slowly stopped crying and asked through sobs, "Are you tired, Rong Junlie?"

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"..." Rong Junlie fell into silence. When he heard what Luo Yan said, he naturally thought that she already knew everything, so he didn't say anything. He just smiled and asked, "Yan'er, do you want porridge?"

Confused?"

This was an obvious way to avoid talking and change the subject. Luo Yan could see that Rong Junlie didn't want to talk about this topic with her now, so she had to shut up.

At the same time, I really seemed to smell a faint smell of porridge. I quickly brought the pot down three times, then I opened the bowl to pour it out. Finally, I picked up a small spoon and tasted the porridge myself.

There was a slight hint of paste in the aroma, which was not obvious, but it made Luo Yan feel ashamed that she dared to mess with something as simple as cooking porridge!

"Does it taste good? Does it taste good? I want it too!" Rong Junlie said anxiously.

Luo Yan laughed dryly and whispered: "I'm a little confused..."

Before she finished speaking, Rong Junlie couldn't wait to grab the bowl in her hand and started drinking.

Luo Yan was confused. She didn't know why this man acted like he hadn't eaten porridge in eight hundred years. He drank porridge with a ferocious look on his face. But even though she thought so, she couldn't help but stretched out her little hand and held a towel.

I took the opportunity to wipe the sweat from his forehead and whispered: "Slow down, slow down, don't choke."
To be continued...