MTL - The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me-Chapter 922 Old things in the Republic of China: Even if you are indifferent, you are also romantic18

  Chapter 922 Old things of the Republic of China: Even if it is indifferent, it is also romantic 18

  The brief silence in the car, listening to the patter of rain outside, was like the deep and lonely melody in his eyes.

   Paused for a short while, Chu Jin'an paused every word again.

   "I know—" she said with a cold face, "Fourth master never, come, no, have, heart!"

  The car stopped outside the Chu Mansion, and the rain was getting heavier and heavier. After Chu Jin'an finished speaking, he didn't want to be alone in the car with him.

  The aura field was full, but he fled in despair.

  The wind was strong, and the heavy rain hit him unexpectedly and violently. Chu Jin'an was hit by the rain all of a sudden, but he didn't expect it to fall in such a hurry.

  She raised her hand to block it, but she couldn't stop her panic, her head went blank for two seconds, and she couldn't hold back when she went back, so she simply walked forward.

   At this time, a shadow fell above the head.

  The straight-handled black umbrella slowly tilted towards her, blocking the wind and rain.

   Shulang's voice was unhurried and fell on his ears.

   "If you don't agree, you will lose your temper." The young officer stood behind her with an umbrella, his back was steep and straight, and he stood still, "Chu Jin'an, you are growing a bit."

   "That's how I am, fourth brother has watched me for so many years, don't you know?"

  Chu Jinan turned his face away, with a fair and thin side face, standing still, the tassels on the military uniform swaying from side to side, the golden color is particularly eye-catching on rainy days.

   "Go forward." Fu Rongheng held her by the shoulders, the knuckles of the fingers holding the umbrella were clear, and his voice was slightly lazy, "Fourth brother has no habit of getting out in the rain with you."

  Chu Jin'an's face softened a little, and he walked forward in silence, easily angry, but also very coaxable.

  The military boots stepped on the stone slab calmly, stepped into the gate of the Chu Mansion, always behind her, holding an umbrella for her.

  The white shirt on his body was a little wet.

   "Get an umbrella for yourself." Chu Jin'an couldn't stand it anymore and said.

   "Aren't you angry?"

  Chu Jinan pursed his lower lip, raised his head, and saw the man's cold and noble eyebrows, part of the shadow cast by the eaves of the umbrella, and those deep eyes clearly reflected her.

The rain under the eaves was dripping and falling on the moss. He was standing beside the vermilion column in the veranda of the mansion, holding an umbrella in one hand, looking antique and forever in charge of life and death. Concentrating on a person can give people the illusion of affection.

  Chu Jinan wanted to ask a lot, but suddenly felt that it was unnecessary, his expression loosened, and he refused to admit it: "Why do you look at me like that..."

  Fu Rongheng looked past her and nodded: "Mr. Chu."

  Chu Jinan: "."

   "Rong Heng is here." Mr. Chu walked over slowly, dressed in a long coat, and said generously.

   "I'm bothering you, I hope I'm not late." Fu Rongheng said calmly.

   "I know you're coming, the study is ready." Chu Changzong looked at Chu Jin'an with a gentle expression, and patted her on the shoulder, "I'll trouble you to send the little girl back, Jin'an, thank Rong Heng."

  Fu Rongheng: "You're welcome, I happened to be on the way."

  Chu Jinan: "..."

  She said how could Fu Rongheng be so good! Heart!

   It turned out that she was just incidental!

  Chu Jin'an thought of his self-indulgent sentimentality just now, his lungs were about to explode, how could he thank you, snatched the umbrella from Fu Rongheng's hand, and his eyes were blazing: "Fourth Master, goodbye!"

   After she finished speaking, she turned around and left, walking quickly.

  Mr. Chu saw this scene, and sighed helplessly: "The little girl has a bad temper, she is very offensive, and she didn't mean it."

   "No." Fu Rong looked away.

  Chu Changzong laughed, looked at the back of the girl leaving, paused for a moment on the solemn military uniform she was wearing, and looked at Fu Rongheng.

  The two walked down the veranda together, relatively silently.

   After a while, the vicissitudes of life and the kind voice spoke slowly amidst the sound of rain.

   "Because the little girl is spoiled, I only hope that she can live in peace and health in the future, and stay away from war-torn places. If I can't protect her from worries, I will never let go of my heart."

  Fu Rongheng stopped slightly, his face seemed a little pale.

  He looked into the distance, the scenery of the North City was ups and downs all the way, extending to the Qingshan Mountains, across thousands of miles of bones, and the flames of war were raging.

  The old gentleman let out a long sigh.

   "She has also reached the age of marriage now, so she should keep a distance from Fourth Master, so as not to be misunderstood...

  The sound of rain falling, the roar of mountains and tsunami, silence.

  Yu Mu couldn't see his face clearly, nor could he hear his voice clearly. He was always at the top but rarely waited patiently for Chu Changzong to speak.

  The back view under the veranda, strolling in the old era, the material is as steep as snow among the pines, unattainable, and the coldness of several years can not be erased.

  Under the seemingly elegant surface, who knows the king's ambitions, dormant for thousands of miles.

   After a while, answer.

   "Mr. Chu said yes."

  The study is here.

  Mr. Chu stretched out his hand: "Please, Rong Heng."

  Fu Rongheng stood under the eaves, nodded slightly, and stepped in with his military boots, his eyes were far-reaching, pretending that the mountains and rivers are vast, and there are old friends playing.

  The door slowly closed.

The rain stopped at night, and Chu Jin'an didn't know when Fu Rongheng left. When the family was having dinner in the living room at night, she couldn't help but look at Chu Changzong, holding back her words, and after a while, she took another look. , see later.

  Chu Changzong doesn't know her yet? opened the mouth.

   "Rong Heng left a long time ago."

   "What did you tell him?" Chu Jin'an asked reservedly.

   "It's just some official business." Chu Changzong exhorted with white hair on his temples and reading glasses.

   "Recently, you stay at home peacefully, and don't run around. Also, Rong Heng has heavy military affairs, so don't disturb him."

  Chu Jin'an was not happy: "I still have to train the medical team! How can I count it as running around? This is a big deal, and I still have to go to the battlefield with Fu Rongheng."

   "Does he know?"

   "I will naturally tell him when the time comes!"

  Chu Changzong looked at her for a long time, "Don't mention this matter in the future, let's eat."

   "Why do I feel like you guys are hiding something from me?" Chu Jin'an was suspicious and uneasy.

  Chu Changzong said in a deep voice: "I hope you can work in the hospital with peace of mind, and you don't have to do other things."

  Chu Jin'an heard the sound of the clock, and lost all interest in life, and even the delicious food in his mouth became dull.

   After finishing the meal, Chu Jin'an returned to the room, and saw the military uniform hanging on the shelf, which she deliberately did not return to Fu Rongheng.

   She is not allowed to go, right? She wants to go anyway.

  Chu Jin'an took away the military uniform, slipped out of the mansion, called a car, and said calmly, "To Fu's mansion."

  The night in Beicheng gradually deepened.

  In the old house of the Fu family, today is a family banquet, and people from each room gather together.

  Fu Zhenshan is over 60 years old this year. He is the current ruler of the Fu family. He has many heirs and has extremely high prestige.

   Fu Rongheng came a bit late, but no one said no.

  Even if Fu Zhenshan is still in charge of the Fu family, it's hard to say who owns the real power.

  Fu Zhenshan loosened his brows when he saw Fu Rongheng: "How about Pingcheng?"

   "The two rebels in Guizhou Province have an affair." Fu Rongheng sat down calmly, "It's over."

   As for how cruel the solution is, there is no need to say more.

  (end of this chapter)