The screen turned on, Teresa Teng's young face shook slightly, her eyes were bright and her teeth were bright, and her singing voice sounded sweetly——

"I'll send you outside the small village...you don't want to pick the wild flowers on the roadside...if you don't pick them, it's useless..."

The atmosphere was suddenly weird. Ran Mi looked at the screen in confusion. She didn't understand why he asked her to watch this. Could it be that he wanted to remind her that Li Yichuan had picked wild flowers? There was no need for this. Just show a video of him and a certain beauty.

Already? It’s so good. Why are you listening to this song?

Xu Jie'an's expression changed, and he quickly took back the tablet and kept pressing it, but no matter how he pressed it, only the song was playing and everything on it was gone!

"How could this happen...how could this happen..."

Xu Jie'an chanted over and over again and rushed to the door. When he reached the door, he suddenly slapped his head and shouted in a weird voice: "It must be that stinky bitch! I have to kill her!"

After he finished scolding, he turned around and pointed at Li Yichuan and said: "Don't be proud, I know she won't believe what I say, I will find that thing and let your wife appreciate it..."

"Yes, I am Gonghou." Li Yichuan said lightly and looked up at Xu Jie'an with contempt in his eyes.

"Just wait, don't be complacent, I'll make you worthless before the closing time!"

This look irritated Xu Jie'an again. He couldn't beat Li Yichuan, so he didn't dare to step forward anymore. He raised his finger and pointed at him, turned around, and walked away aggressively.

"What is it?" Ran Mi turned around and stared at Li Yichuan and asked.

"Isn't it the time when your computer was infected and someone photographed it? Be careful in the future." Li Yichuan said calmly, went over to close the door tightly, and turned to look at Ran Mi.

Ran Mi didn't know if he was telling the truth. If it hadn't been for that accidental divorce, what else could have affected his relationship with her? They had not cheated on each other.

...Of course, if Li Yichuan wanted to pull that trick, she would just stare.

Is there anything else that Xu Ji'an could use to seriously threaten Li Yichuan?

Her eyes fell on her mobile phone, and an idea flashed in her mind - could it be about the car accident? She and Li Yichuan had discussed that matter openly and honestly, and there was no longer any estrangement and uneasiness.

She looked at Li Yichuan quietly, trying to get clues from his face.

But his psychological quality was so strong that he stood in front of her as calmly as if nothing had happened.

"Want to take a hot spring bath?" The corner of his lips raised a charming curve, and he reached out to touch her hair.

"No bathing, no swimsuit, I'm going to watch a movie." Ran Mi shook her head, pointed at the computer, and sat back down.

He called the front desk, ordered a new swimsuit, changed into it, and went to enjoy the warmth of the sun, the fragrance of roses, and the comfort of the hot springs alone.

Ran Mi turned to look at him, feeling really uneasy.

His cell phone rang, Ran Mi went to the bedside to get it, looked at Qin Fang's name on the screen, and quickly sent it to him. He held the red wine, soaked it in the water, took the phone with one hand, and slid it away calmly.

Pressed the answer button, listened to a few words, smiled on his face, and said in a deep voice:

"Okay, give it to them."

Ran Mi folded her arms and looked at him. This man was born to do business, with a keen sense of smell, domineering and courageous. He regarded swallowing money as a hobby and gulped it down to expand his kingdom, thus proving his

Existential value. Who said that one cannot achieve great things if one is born in a poor place? Didn't he Li Yichuan become one too? But people like Xu Jie'an, who were born rich, are about to face a situation of poverty.

Ran Mi doesn't know whether she should respect him or admire him more? After all, people who start from scratch and rely solely on their own efforts are worthy of respect.

"Ran Ran, you love fantasy so much, give this place a new name, and tomorrow this place will belong to us."

He put down his cell phone and turned to look at her with a smile. The golden sunlight shone in his eyes, reflecting Ran Mi's pretty and restless face.

Seeing that she remained silent for a long time, he stretched out his hand and held her ankle, gently rubbed her slender ankle with his wet fingers, and said in a deep voice:

"What are you thinking about? You are so absorbed in it."

"Li Yichuan, are you hiding anything from me?"

She hesitated, bent down, and stared into his eyes.

"What can I lie to you? Miss Ran, what can you tell me to lie to? I have already obtained the sex, I have obtained the body, and I have obtained the heart."

He frowned slightly, then relaxed it, smiled faintly, and rubbed his thumb on her ankle, speaking proudly.

Ran Mi bared her teeth at him, made a face, and wanted to pull away and go back to the room.

"You won't accompany me?" He held on tightly and looked up at her.

"I'm not accompanying you. You have something to do, so you can do your own business." Ran Mi twitched her feet again, smiled, squatted down, and used the corner of her skirt to fan him.

He tilted his head, then turned to look at her, "You really don't want to accompany me?"

"Then I'll sit here." Ran Mizai took off her shoes, sat down by the pool, soaked her feet in the pool, and took photos of him with her cell phone.

"Don't take photos..."

He tilted his head and blocked the lens with his hand.

"Why, you are so beautiful, you are a water lotus." Ran Mi pursed her lips and smiled, taking a picture of him and the rose maple leaf together.

On one side of his face, the traces of pebbles on his face fell into her lens. Ran Mi touched it with her fingers, put down the phone, retracted her feet, and ran towards the stained glass with bare feet.

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"Why are you going?" Li Yichuan asked her.

"Just come." She rushed into the room without looking back.

Li Yichuan looked at her figure, his expression softening. The phone rang again. He lowered his eyes and landed on the number. The light in his pupils shrank. He raised his eyes and glanced at the glass corridor, then took the phone with his long fingers.

, put it to my ear, and a faint panicked voice came from there.

"When will the money arrive? Why hasn't it arrived yet? My plane is about to take off."

"I'll give it to you, and I want to make sure you won't sell it to anyone else." Li Yichuan said in a deep voice, scooping up the pool water in his palm, spreading it with his fingers, and watching the water droplets roll down.

"You can't keep your word. If I offend Xu Jie'an, it will be a dead end. You can't cross the river and burn the bridge..."

"Three million for three minutes. Your price is not low anymore. Only I can buy this deal. You won't lose a penny of the money. Hang up and don't call me again."

Li Yichuan said calmly and put the phone away.

On the water of the pool, the shadows of Ran Mi's skirt and the shadows of roses piled up together, rippling with the ripples of her thoughts.

He turned his head suddenly and saw her holding two pens, standing at the door of the glass corridor, her eyes staring straight at him. Seeing him turn his head, she forced a smile, walked over slowly, and sat down where he was.

She took a pen and drew in the palm of her hand. Because she was studying design, she put several colored pens in her bag. Because it was fun, she also bought a few fluorescent ones. She took one red and one black fluorescent pen.

The rich color quickly becomes vivid in the palm of your hand.

"What are you painting?" He came over to see.

Ran Mi clenched her fists, tilted her head to look at him, and said with a smile: "If I don't show it to you, just close your eyes."

"Well... okay..." He breathed out softly and closed his eyes seriously.

Ran Mi looked at his side face, thinking about the phone call he just made. She knew there was something he didn't want to tell her, and it would definitely affect the future of the two of them.

She didn't want to think about it, nor did she want to guess. The wedding was only a few days away, and she didn't want to be frightened. God, just spare her and let her live the rest of her life smoothly. She was willing to give everything for a peaceful and happy life.

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After she finished drawing on his palm, she took his hand again, wiped it dry with a bath towel, and drew carefully on his palm.

Li Yichuan quietly opened his eyes and saw that she was drawing strange lines on his palm with a red pen, but he couldn't tell what they were.

"No peeking." Ran Mi noticed his peeking and quickly covered his eyes with her hands. When he closed his eyes, his eyelashes brushed against her palms, and a tickling feeling rushed into her heart, making her breathe.

Urgent, urgent.

"Draw quickly."

He pulled her hand down, eyes closed tightly, and a smile on his lips.

Ran Mi lowered her head and speeded up. The tip of the pen drew on the thin calloused palm, and bursts of itching penetrated deep into his flesh and blood, making him want to open his eyes uncontrollably.

"have a look."

Ran Mi finally allowed him to open his eyes, holding his palm and placing it side by side with her own. A small red and black Nemo fish swam from his palm to her palm, dragging a series of fish behind its tail.

The little red heart actually has swaying water plants painted on it.

"ha……"

His eyebrows relaxed and he smiled heartily.

"Not bad."

He turned to look at her, his eyes full of joy.

"Then, you are not allowed to take it off before the wedding."

Ran Mi bit her lip and tilted her head to look at him.

"Ah...can't get rid of it yet..."

He was startled for a moment, then raised his hand and looked at her palm together.

She is not only capable of fantasy, but also full of whimsical ideas. She has the jumping thinking, unrestrained cells, and romantic tricks of a young girl.

Li Yichuan will burn into a ball of fire for her, which will never be extinguished.

"I'll draw it for you." He took the pen away, grabbed her leg, dried her Bai Xi's calf with a bath towel, and drew a rose on her leg with a red pen. In a few simple strokes, it was crooked...

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To be continued...