The next day, when Ning Ye woke up, Fu Yunting had already gotten up. When Ning Ye dragged his slippers out, Fu Yunting was in the kitchen, making a phone call.

He held a cigarette between the fingers of his other hand. His brows were dark and deep, his calmness was frighteningly heavy, and he never spoke.

Ning also saw that the shirt he was wearing was exactly the one he bought for him.

The quality is not as good as his own, but Fu Yunting is really a natural clothes hanger. When the clothes are worn on him, they look more customized. There is no sense of discounting because of the difference in price.

He even wore his clothes to give him a noble feeling.

Ning Ye was standing at the door of the kitchen, her hair a little messy. She felt her heart was trembling a little, and she was beating a little fast.

Fu Yunting stood by the balcony of the kitchen, his hand resting on the outside of the balcony, his long and well-jointed fingers talking about the cigarette ashes, and he took a deep breath of cigarette, not knowing who was on the other side. He never spoke a word from the beginning to the end.

It wasn't until he hung up the phone that he said: "If this is the outcome they give, I will accept it completely."

Ning was also stunned for a moment.

She quickly remembered what Xue Hongshan said to her.

He said: "Ning Ye, do you think that the only person who has been kind to you since you were a child? His efforts for more than ten years have been completely denied, overturned, scolded as worthless, and become notorious. Is this what you can do?"

Take responsibility, or is that what you want?"

Ning Ye looked at him, her eyes gradually became swollen and painful.

Fu Yunting hung up the phone and took another puff of cigarette. The nicotine was sucked into his lungs, which made him look a little expressionless. When he was about to smoke again, he saw Ning Ye standing at the door from the corner of his eye. He turned towards

Ning also looked over.

The smoke made the outline of his facial features extremely deep, especially his eyes, which were so deep that they seemed to have no bottom.

Fu Yunting quickly put out the cigarette butt.

Ning Ye walked towards him, and Fu Yunting said, "It smells like smoke."

Ning also stood still.

Fu Yunting walked in from the balcony. He closed the door and asked, "Why did you wake up so early?"

Ning Ye said: "I didn't find you when I woke up."

Fu Yunting saw that her eyes were a little red, and he asked, "What's wrong with her eyes?"

Ning Ye said: "I cried last night."

Fu Yunting said: "I didn't do it that harshly."

Ning Ye actually didn't know what to say. Xue Hongshan had a great influence on her. She knew that Fu Yunting must have loved his profession very much. Otherwise, he wouldn't have even had his own when he was in Nancheng.

You can take your life on it.

Ning Ye calmed down her emotions before speaking. She did not reply to Fu Yunting's words, but said, "This dress looks better on you than on the model."

Fu Yunting said: "Did you buy it based on the previous one?"

Ning also said "hmm" and said, "I don't know what to buy you."

Fu Yunting stretched out his hand to straighten her messy hair and said, "This is also very good."

Ning Ye asked quietly: "Will you regret it?"


Chapter completed!