Feng Yuxi brought Rong Dangle back to his villa under his name and sent police guards to guard the situation, not allowing anyone to steal people. His heart to take care of Rong Dangle was as firm as a stone and he would not give up easily because of anyone's disagreement.

There are all servants and doctors, obviously, Feng Yuxi planned to snatch Rong's favorite two days ago. It doesn't matter if Rong's family doesn't like him to take care of the favorite. He can snatch the person over and take care of him for a long time. They can be angry, annoyed him, and scolded him. He can accept all these, but the one that cannot or does not want to lose is Rong's favorite.

By the bed in the bedroom, Feng Yuxi gently stroked the beautiful girl's smooth and thin face and murmured: "Why aren't you awake yet? Is A Sheng away? Do you want to go with him? The cute girl... the favorite..."

The man who closed his eyes opened his eyes without warning. After the initial chaos and confusion, Rong Baili's eyes turned and looked at the person beside the bed. Feng Yuxi's happy expression had not come yet. With a snap, Rong Baili raised his soft and weak hand and slapped him without hesitation.

It didn't hurt when it hit the face, but how could the force of the hitting the heart not hurt? Feng Yuxi's lips bent, pretending nothing happened, as if the slap just now was just an hallucination. Looking at her, his voice was very soft and soft: "Dear, you are awake. Eme? I'll ask someone to prepare some food for you. What do you want to eat? Or oatmeal porridge or any other food you want to eat?"

His tone and expression were like nothing happened. Rong Baili saw it and felt even more resentful. He was so at ease that he lived happily. How could A Sheng lose his life to save someone like him who was ungrateful? Thinking of A Sheng, the Papa’s tears couldn’t stop flowing. Why was it A Sheng and why did A Sheng save him? Didn’t he think about what to do if he wanted her in the future without him? He agreed to come back to accompany her, how could A Sheng not keep his word! A Sheng, do you know that I have been waiting for you? Why are you so cruel and why are you leaving me behind?

It was him, it was him. If it weren't for saving him, her A Sheng wouldn't have died! At this time, A Sheng had already flew back from England to accompany her. They could hold hands and walk around the alleys of the imperial capital, and would not get tired of it even if they were on a day. They could go to various specialty shops with great interest and never get tired of trying it out. They could go to the mall, he tried to choose clothes for his girlfriend, she tried to dress up her boyfriend, dressing him extremely handsomely, making everyone look envious of them and agree that they are very compatible.

Now, there is nothing, nothing left. A Sheng is gone, and everything that Fantasy wants to implement is bursting like a bubble. The culprit actually asked her as if she was hungry, as if A Sheng’s life is so unremarkable!

"Eat?" Rong Baili sneered, supported the bed with her hands, slowly sat up, looked at Feng Yuxi coldly, and said sarcastically: "Do you think I can eat now? Or do you think everyone is as cold-blooded as you, someone dies for you, but you are as painful as a person who is fine? Feng Yuxi, I don't want to see you. Every time I look at you, I think of A Sheng, and when I think of A Sheng dies because of you, I can't help but hate you! Why isn't you who die? Why don't you die? Go and die!"

No one is Iron Man, and his heart is made of flesh. Sometimes language is more likely to hurt people than external blunt objects. Feng Yuxi's smile at the corner of his lips is bitter and stoic. He knew the pain in her heart, understood her hatred, and knew that she was just venting all the grievances and pain in his heart. He understood, and understood. But she yelled without hesitation without hesitation, "Why is it not you who died? Why don't you die? Go and die," he clearly felt that a thrilling heart came from.

He deserves it. Everything in the present is caused by himself, and no one can blame him. If time can go backwards, if he has the ability of a prophet, knowing that one day in the future he will be deeply trapped in the poison of the darling of the favor, then he will be holding her tightly at the beginning, not letting anyone spy on her, and never letting anyone take her away!

The air seemed to have condensed, and even his breathing was wrong. He couldn't bear to look at her resentful eyes. Feng Yuxi turned around in a mess and said, "You are weak, I'll ask the servant to prepare some food for you, and you can rest."

After saying that, he left as if he ran away.
Chapter completed!