He said in person that he couldn't do it, and he was even more afraid that he would not be able to leave. After shooting videos, he would lose his composure after trying twice, and finally he could only write by hand, just like when he used his tender pen to ask her to love him.

He wrote too many times in three days, and threw it away. If he doesn't write it now, he will have no chance.

When Yu Yao arrived at the crew it was 7:30 pm. The director listed the script discussion as private, and the location was in a small conference room, and no assistants of other designated actors could follow.

She couldn't let Rong Ye accompany him alone.

Yu Yao sat in the front row, watching Rong Ye's back step by step, thin and lonely, and she felt like she was tearing some premonition in her heart.

"Nuo," she called him softly, "wait for me outside, I'll tell you something tonight."

She suddenly figured it out.

No matter what he is afraid of, is it important? As long as she tells him in person, it doesn’t matter who he actually has, and it doesn’t matter how much burden he has. She is willing to listen to him, right? He won’t be so scared.

Rong Ye turned around and smiled at her.

The skylight seemed to be bright, and it seemed as if a pair of glass-colored eyes were slowly closing. The momentary impact made Yu Yao unable to get out of this smile until more than ten minutes after the seminar began.

The director's voice became chaotic. Yu Yao felt the phone vibrating, and then she remembered that she forgot to Guan Jingyin.

She thought it was Nuonuo, so she quickly took it out under the table to see it. Unexpectedly, the person who sent the WeChat message was Lu Yanshi. Three messages made her feel like she fell into an ice cellar.

"Yu Yao, after so long, I finally found out that your father Yu Qingtan's death was related to Rong Ye."

"Have you ever doubted his true identity that Nuonuo beside you? Twenty minutes ago, I saw him leave the Garden Hotel where you were having a meeting."

"Now there are several people who have arranged to monitor you outside your door. If you want to know who he is, I will take you to see it with your own eyes now."

In addition to these, there is also a blurry picture of a black Cullinan parked outside the hotel.

The glass in the driver's seat is not too deep, and the outline of the driver can be vaguely seen.

It was the Rongye who had seen her in her private home and caused her to fall into the water.

Yu Yao clenched her cell phone, took two deep breaths to stabilize herself, and got up to find an emergency excuse with the director. Seeing that her face was ugly, the director let her go smoothly.

She walked to the front door and saw Song Lan in the hall through the gap. Song Lan was surrounded by two assistant girls, and there were several other men who did not belong to the crew scattered everywhere.

Song Lan shouldn't be there.

Neither of these people should.

Yu Yao took a step back and chose another small door as usual. The small door led to the corridor. It was necessary to go around the hotel, and basically no one could leave.

She called Nuonuo immediately when she went out, and her hands were shaking as she dialed.

What is Nuonuo's identity? How could he be taken away by Rong Ye! Her father... Didn't her father commit suicide due to illness?!

Not opened.

Nono's phone is turned off.

Yu Yao gritted her teeth, closed her eyes and calmed down for two or three seconds, and called Lu Yanshi: "What do you know!"

Lu Yanshi's voice came from the receiver: "I'm at the back door of the hotel. If you want to know, I'll take you to see it. If it's too late, it may be too late."

He sat in the car, looking at Yu Yao's aggravated figure, and his hand holding the steering wheel was extremely tight.

After being rejected for confession, he reflected for a long time, trying his best to polish himself and get rid of his past problems. Through investigation, he vaguely felt that Yu Qingtan’s affairs were not that simple, and Nuonuo’s conditions were not like an abandoned child.

Even Cheng Huaisen's attitude towards Nuonuo is very secretive.

But after so long, his investigation has made no progress and no clues have been found.

However, a few days ago, his man seemed to break through the bottleneck and suddenly became famous and learned the truth that shocked him. Even if this truth happened to be offered by someone, he couldn't control so much. Yu Yao had to know it.

Yu Yao got into the car and her voice was too sandy: "Where is he? Take me over immediately!"

Lu Yanshi looked at Yu Yao's side face and pursed his lips.

He had never seen her care so much about someone. When she heard the news, she was on the verge of losing control. What would she react when she saw it with her own eyes?

Lu Yanshi felt sorry for her and felt a little relieved.

So what if that person lied to Yu Yao for a while? When the true face was revealed, it would be that he would never be repatriated. He is the one who can protect Yu Yao.

Lu Yanshi didn't say much, and stepped on the accelerator to death and transferred out of the hotel.

As dusk falls, lights suddenly rise on the street.

Lu Yanshi drove the car outside a club transformed into a private courtyard. Yu Yao's hand became tighter and tighter, and her palm was sweaty. If Rong Ye dared to do anything to Nuonuo, she...

"Arrival, don't make a sound," Lu Yanshi whispered, "The club was cleared today. There are no other guests. I know that this news is not easy, and it is even more difficult to bribe the club. Now I will take you in quietly. When it arrives at 8:30, you will know that it will be clear at a glance. Remember, don't show up."

Yu Yao couldn't help but sternly: "You can't just say what you know! What's the relationship between my father and Rong Ye!"

Lu Yanshi wanted to speak but stopped: "Yu Yao, I said you won't believe me, you must see with your own eyes."

Yu Yao had a split headache. She went to dial Nuonuo’s phone for the last time, but she still couldn’t get in touch. Looking at the three words “baby”, she felt that she might never get through the phone number again.

Lu Yanshi took Yu Yao into the side door of the club. The third floor is a private room, the second floor is a terrace, and the first floor is a high-end clean bar design. It is a large area of ​​smooth venue. It was specially arranged tonight and the surroundings were cleared. Only the round sofa in the middle was particularly conspicuous.

"They are on the first floor, you are the safest here and you can see it."

Yu Yao and Lu Yanshi squatted in the railing on the second floor with obstacles in front of them blocking them. You can see the direction of the gate and the sofa downstairs, and you can also hear the sound below.

Her endurance was running out, her nerves were tensed to a limit, and her volume was extremely low: "Lu Yanshi, what do you want me to see--"

Before he could finish his speech, footsteps sounded on the first floor. Yu Yao turned around, her eyes suddenly jumped, and she saw an old figure walking in, with many people following her behind.

She had seen this person before, and she had seen him in the news.

He is the ruler of the Rong family, Rong Shaoliang, and Rong Ye's grandfather.

Yu Yao was stunned, watching Rong Shaoliang being helped, walked to the round sofa and sat down, knocking on the ground with a crutch: "Rong Ye hasn't arrived yet?"

Someone bowed and replied: "The Second Young Master is outside the door."

The huge space was filled with suffocating silence, with only the sound of crutches ticking the ground one after another, hitting Yu Yao's eardrums. She suddenly felt so panicked that she couldn't bear it. The railings wrinkled their fingertips without even notice.

Lu Yanshi's hand covered her mouth without warning.

Yu Yao was about to get angry when another footsteps came.

I am so familiar with her listening every day that she engraved into the depths of her subconscious mind that she is unfamiliar with her. She has never known her before.

All her movements seemed to be frozen. She was stunned for a few seconds, holding the railing tightly to calm herself down, lowering her head, and looking at the entrance with red eyes.

The sound was getting closer and closer, grinding her will.

A pair of straight legs stepped in calmly and was meticulously wrapped in dark black trousers.

These legs were wearing similar suit pants and happily accompanied her to the birthday party. They took her out of the cage with broken glass and seduced her in the hotel room.

Yu Yao's breathing was stagnant.

The man walked around the corner, and the light on the roof seemed to light up dozens of times, and the beam of light was concentrating on him.

He is tall and tall, and he looks too expensive from a distance. The collar of the shirt is loosely spread out, revealing his neat neck, and the undulating Adam's apple, and the lower jawline seems to be drawn by a paintbrush.

Yu Yao's trembling eyes and moved up an inch.

That was her lover's face.

I touched and kissed her a few hours ago, I had indulged in sweating for her.

The most beautiful and sharp, the soft and harmless face of the past, the charming facial features were torn apart at this moment, and a man she had never seen walked out on the fragments of Nouo.

Just as I stepped into this place, the atmosphere condensed into ice, and the breathing sound disappeared. The anger and killing that could not be erased from the depths of my bones and blood were no longer covered, forcing people in the room to lower their heads and could not look at him.

He stopped outside the round sofa, his lips raised.

Yu Yao bit her lips and looked back anxiously. She saw it! The Rong Ye I saw in her private house last time, followed not far behind him, so he definitely wouldn't be-

The guess that was about to come out, but he didn't dare to believe it was hanging on Yu Yao's lifeline.

How is it possible, how can her nobility be—

"grandfather."

The voice engraved into her bones.

She had thought countless times that she was alienated from the cold and cold pine forests, like a snow-covered pine forest, cold and cold. Every time she said innocent love words to her, she was particularly fascinated.

Rong Shaoliang turned his head, looked at his face, and smiled briefly: "Rong Ye, long time no see."

The hanging knife fell down, cutting off Yu Yao's last trace of luck.

No one is Rong Ye.

The person in front of me is the person who depends on her, follows her, loves her, hides her, and goes to bed with her again and again.
Chapter completed!