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Chapter 53

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    Seeing Fang Congyuan¡¯s thin figure huddled in the corner, An Shiyu¡¯s face was full of disbelief.  He turned his head and glanced at Zhang Haoyang, who was uncertain, and then turned his suspicious eyes to Fu Huaixi. In the end, he could only ask in a deep voice, "What on earth is going on?"

    In fact, An Shiyu almost understood it the moment he spoke. He thought of "Rat"'s sudden offer to help last night, as well as the surprise he said when he called today, and then when Fu Huaixi came over with a sharp and sarcastic voice.  The appearance of

    Everything points to one point, the "rat" forcibly "tied" Fang Congyuan for him.

    But why does "Mouse" look like this? It seems like an indescribable loneliness.

    And Fang Congyuan, why was she crying so miserably again? Could it be that the "rat" really did something to her?  !

    In this short moment, An Shiyu was moved and angry. These two very different emotions were tumbling back and forth in his chest. In the end, he could only turn his eyes to Zhang Haoyang, hoping that he could say  Be clear about what's going on.

    But Zhang Haoyang just leaned against the doorframe with an expressionless expression, as if he didn't see his doubtful expression and turned a deaf ear.

    He has been staring at the person in the corner without blinking since he stepped into the bathroom. Under his sharp gaze, Fang Congyuan gradually stopped sobbing, and only the tears in her eyes showed her silent accusation.

    The air-conditioning outside seems to have diffused in, and even the warm orange light shining through the skylight is covered with a layer of frost. There has never been a moment where people can feel the coldness of the North so deeply.

    The weird silence seemed to seep into his bones through the cold air. An Shiyu couldn't bear his troubled mood. He suddenly raised his voice and shouted again, "Speak! What happened?"

    The roar that suddenly sounded in the silent room turned into a roar. When the lingering sound was still lingering in everyone's ears, a low sob came from the corner. The extremely subtle tone seemed to be trying desperately to suppress the heart.  sadness and sadness.

    The sound was obviously very low, so low that you couldn't hear it if you didn't pay attention, but it made several people in the room stunned.

    Fang Congyuan buried her head sadly and hugged herself tightly. Her waist-length hair was like a thick black blanket, covering her but also giving her some comfort.

    Fu Huaixi originally squatted beside her silently, wanting her to try to calm her ups and downs on her own, but because of the appearance of Zhang Haoyang and An Shiyu, she seemed even more timid and sad than at the beginning.

    He pursed his lips, and before even thinking more in his mind, he reached out his hand in her direction.

    It is often difficult to take the first step, but once you take this step, the next thing will become a matter of course.  His palms passed through her armpits and held her arms tightly. With just a little effort, she was pulled up.

    He had always known that she was very thin, but Fu Huaixi didn't expect that his palm could hold her entire arm in just one loop.

    There was a weak force of struggle suddenly coming from her slender arms. Fu Huaixi's clenched hand stiffened for a moment. After becoming numb, he subconsciously loosened his palm and comforted her in a low voice, "Don't be afraid, it's me."

    She looked over with her lowered eyes, her black and white eyes filled with tears that were about to fall, but finally left a faint trace in the blink of an eye.

    An unexpected glance, so poignant and hazy.

    Fu Huaixi's retracted hand trembled a few times unconsciously, and there was a brief struggle in his mind. Finally, he held her wrist again, and the delicate and cold touch was instantly transmitted through the palm of his hand.

    This time she was very obedient and no longer struggled at all.

    An Shiyu frowned and looked at the two people not far away who were almost holding hands. Perhaps it was because the skylight outside the window had completely turned into the sunset, and the light projected in was no longer the original orange-red, showing a faint yellowish color.

    It was clearly a desolate atmosphere, but because the two stood side by side, even in the dim light, the two back figures seemed to blend into one, showing a bit of indescribable warmth.

    Such a scene is undoubtedly extremely dazzling to the eyes.

    An Shiyu pursed his lips, the displeasure between his brows almost overflowing.

    "Who are you?" The words An Shiyu suddenly asked were much softer than the roar just now. Maybe it was because he had scared her to tears. This time he consciously controlled his volume.

    ????????????????? Fu Huai? Still feeling uneasy, he rushed out a few steps and pointed at the guard's nose and yelled, "Who the hell are you?! You dare to interfere in my affairs. Believe it or not, one day, sooner or later, I will  I¡¯ll make you walk around without food!¡±

    His mean and vicious roar suddenly sounded in the empty and silent room, and even Fang Congyuan, who was more than ten meters away, felt it was deafening.

    But the guard at the center of the storm remained calm. He was as tall as a stone sculpture at nearly 1.9 meters. He turned a deaf ear to such derogatory words, which seemed to have become a common occurrence.

    An Shiyu glanced at Zhang Haoyang inexplicably. He rarely saw such an angry "mouse". His intuition was that the "mouse" was humiliated in front of strangers today, so he was so upset.

    Fu Huaixi saw their reactions, but he just curled his lips and sneered.

    He didn¡¯t take it to heart when Zhang Haoyang criticized Sang and Huai. Zhang Hongsheng had indeed held the power in recent years, but the discord between father and son was also well-known in the entire Yanjing circle.

    Without the aura of his father, what can Zhang Haoyang be?  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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