1876. Chapter 1876: Vigorous and Resolute Action (I)

The low scolding made Dongfang Rou'er tremble, and she subconsciously raised her gaze to look at Fujiwara. Only then did she realize that Fujiwara's face was terrifyingly gloomy, and there was obvious anger and grief in his black eyes. His fists She also held it tightly, and Dongfang Rou'er had no doubt that if she had continued what she just said, Fujiwara's fist would definitely not show mercy to her.

As she could have predicted, Dongfang Rou'er couldn't control the pain in her heart. Now that she had talked about everything and said everything, she no longer wanted to suppress the feelings in her heart. Thinking of herself over the years, Her eyes couldn't help but heat up due to the pain of secret love she endured, and her eye sockets couldn't help but become moist.

However, she didn't want to cry in front of Fujiwara. Who made her unable to control her heart, so she fell in love with such a cold and heartless man?

She could never expect him to give her any comfort in return. Moreover, she was the proud Dongfang Rou'er, the princess of the Dongfang family. She could never allow herself to love so humblely. She resisted such feelings again and again, but the more she became It was a struggle, but she sank deeper and deeper, and finally she couldn't bear it anymore.

"You just can't accept the fact, Fujiwara, do you know that the more persistent we are, the only ones who get hurt are ourselves. Dongfang Liuyun doesn't care at all anymore. She doesn't care at all whether you are in pain or not. Are you having a hard time? Wake up! Just like you are to me!"

"I like you, longer than she has liked you before. More than 20 years ago, when I first saw you appearing in Dongfang's house, I already liked you, and you and Dongfang Liuyun, aren't they that? Did it start after this time?”

Dongfang Rou'er took a deep breath and pushed back the burning in her eyes. She was extremely sad and her voice became very bitter.

"That's your business. I can't accept any woman who says she has feelings for me. Since you already know that, you should also understand that there is only one person I want."

Hearing these words, Fujiwara Ye didn't feel moved at all. He glanced at Dongfang Rou'er lukewarmly, then strode over to leave.

"No! Fujiwara, wait! Dongfang Liuyun has become Mrs. Qi now, can't you wake up? She doesn't deserve what you do for her! She doesn't deserve it, do you understand?"

Dongfang Rou'er pulled Fuji Yuanye's sleeves and shouted in silence.

Fujiwara pulled her away with some disgust, "This has nothing to do with you. I will pretend that I didn't hear anything tonight."

"Fujiharano!"

Dongfang Rou'er wanted to chase her out, but she only heard Fujiwarano calling Matsuda, and Matsuda had already walked over.

"Send her out."

Fujiwara said this indifferently, and Dongfang Rou'er felt sad and was invited out. When she left the private room, she was a little dazed and her eyes were moist, but her head was unusually clear.

Staggering back to her car, she endured it for a long time before crying...

However, at this time, in the private room, Fujiwara also sat on the sofa. Lan Xiu was pouring him wine. Seeing that his face was not good, he asked, "What's wrong? What did that woman say to you? Very few Seeing that you can still have such emotions, I thought only Liuyun could make any waves on your face. "

"Just a self-righteous stupid woman."

There was a trace of disdain on Fujiwara's lips, and he didn't want to mention this woman. He took the wine and drank it.

When Lan Xiu saw this, he hesitated for a moment, but finally didn't say anything and just drank with him silently.

…

As night fell, the cold wind was biting, and the black limousine drove into the Tanshan villa area like a hurricane, and slowly stopped at the door of Villa No. 9.

The car had just stopped, and A Cai, who was sitting in the front passenger seat, quickly got down and opened the door for Dongfang Schumann in the back seat.

Dongfang Schumann was wearing a dark coat and holding a cane in his hand. He slowly got out of the car. He stood beside the car and looked up at the mansion in front of him. The lights in the front yard were still on. The villa is also brightly lit.

"Mr. Shu, Lawyer Song should still be waiting. The lights inside are still on."

A Cai lowered her voice and walked over.

"You go and ask them to open the door."

Although Dongfang Schumann is a little weak, his aura has not diminished at all. If it weren't for his somewhat thin body, he would not look like a sick person at all.

"Yes! Mr. Shu!"

A Cai quickly responded and walked over.

When the doorman in front saw Dongfang Schumann, a look of respect immediately appeared on his face, he quickly opened the door and greeted -

"Mr. Shu! You are here!"

Dongfang Schuman glanced at him, and then strode towards the villa.

In the large living room of the villa, Song Siting was sitting on the sofa, flipping through documents, while waiting for Dongfang Schumann.

The news that Dongfang Schumann was coming over actually made her feel a little stressed. Dongfang Schumann had always disliked her. She had been married into the Dongfang family for decades, but Dongfang Schumann had not treated her well and was not cold-hearted every time they met. It's not hot. Song Siting can naturally see that Dongfang Schumann is very dissatisfied with her. If it weren't for Dongfang Qian's insistence, she has no doubt that she and Dongfang Gan would be as loving as before.

Therefore, Song Siting also had resentment towards Dongfang Schumann, but she did not want Dongfang to be in trouble. Over the years, she tolerated it as much as she could, but if she couldn't, she just hid.

"Madam, Mr. Shu is here!"

The servant suddenly came to report.

Song Siting paused and quickly stopped what she was doing. When she heard the greetings and footsteps coming from the door, she turned her head. Dongfang Schumann's cold and oppressive figure had already appeared at the door.

Then she quickly closed the document in her hand, put it aside, then stood up and called out——

"mom……"

Dongfang Schumann crossed the sofa and walked over directly. He took a deep look at her and quickly stopped at the document Song Siting had just put aside. His eyes darkened for a moment before he sat on the sofa opposite Song Siting. Sat down.

"sit down."

After saying this coldly, Song Siting slowly sat back and was busy making tea for Dongfang Schumann.

"Mom, you came here so late, but what's the matter?"

No matter how strong Song Siting was on weekdays, now she had to endure her temper in front of Dongfang Schumann.

"Can you not worry about what happened when I came here? I think your body should be almost recovered."

Dongfang Schuman took the tea, took a sip of it lukewarmly, and said in a deep voice.