After the divorce, I was haunted by the sickly fifth master

In order to be able to build an empire that could protect her from wind and rain. It took him a long time.

But when his empire was beginning to take shape, he discovered that something was wrong with her.

No one knew how depressed Rong Wuye was at that time.

It wasn't until a year later, that is, half a month ago, that he answered a call from the mall in Xicheng, and he rushed to Xicheng that day.

No one could understand the shock and consternation in his heart at that moment.

He recognized her at a glance and was sure of her at a glance. I also felt that this matter was unscientific and seemed like a dream.

But this dream is real, real.

It's nothing more than resurrecting a corpse. He knew she was back.

This time, he wanted to face her head-on, and he wanted to give her everything he had worked hard to achieve.

Walking into Master Rong Wu's office, the entire top floor of the huge top floor was his office.

Surrounded by panoramic glass windows, it was taller and more beautiful than her house in Xicheng Garden. Standing in front of the window, she felt like she was trampling all living beings under her feet.

"Do you like it?" Rong Wuye hugged her from behind.

"How about you work overtime. I can wait for you on the sofa."

"..." Mr. Rong Wu curled his lips, "Can you not work overtime today? It's my first date, why do you have to work overtime?"

"I want to watch you work."

Rong Wuye had no choice but to lead Nanhuang around and finally opened a door. "There is a rest room here. I usually only use the rest room in the office for daily use. It is not fully equipped and the toilet is blocked. I didn't ask anyone to fix it when I was busy. If I had known you would come, I would have asked someone to repair this place. Take care of it. If you want to go to the toilet, you can use the bathroom outside. If you are tired, you can sleep on the bed here. The bedding has not been made for a while, so it may smell a bit."

Rong Wuye thought for a while: "I smell like this."

Nanhuang nodded, looked at the simple and simple lounge, and smiled.

This is the environment he usually finds in his studio.

Rong Wuye reluctantly went to his desk, turned on the computer, and got ready to work.

Nanhuang walked around.

There was something she needed to figure out.

She has already confirmed her relationship with him, but she still doesn’t know his name!

There are no such frustrated girlfriends in the world!

It’s not in the study, and no one in the manor will tell you, but there is definitely one place, and that’s his office!

As a boss, you always have to sign. Even if it is not a signature, there will always be a seal.

As long as she searches hard, she can always find his name.

Rong Wuye did not doubt anything else. He opened his mailbox to deal with the work left during the day. As soon as he entered the working state, Rong Wuye found that he had too much work to finish.

After Nanhuang glanced at Mr. Rong Wu, he began to look at the documents in the office.

…

In the huge office, there was nothing except the sound of Master Rong typing on the computer.

The girl in a white shirt and black jeans stood in front of the large floor-to-ceiling window, overlooking half of the West City.

At this moment, she felt panic in her heart.

Because there were two words on several documents in her hand.

——Rong Feng.

When she put a gun to his head and forced him to confirm their relationship as boyfriend and girlfriend, Nanhuang actually had a communication with the boy in his heart.

At that time, she thought. Things in the past should always be let go.

Put it down? Can't let go.

Feng...why is he also called Feng?

Why is his name Rong Feng?

How could he be called Rong Feng? !

His name is Rong Feng, how can she treat him fairly? He is so similar to him, she will be confused, unable to separate, she will feel sorry for Nan Feng, and also sorry for Rong Feng!

Her guilt and her emotions were intertwined. At this moment, Nanhuang's heart ached.

Rong Wuye, or perhaps Rong Feng, raised his head from his busy work and saw Nanhuang weakly holding one hand in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

The man strode forward and supported her: "Nanhuang, what's wrong with you? You look so bad, don't scare me."

The man picked her up and said, "I'll take you to the hospital."

Nanhuang pushed him away violently. At this moment, her eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes.

"Tell me, why are you called Feng? Why are you also called Feng!" Her heart hurt so much that she made a fist with her right hand and put it on her heart.

Only then did Rong Wuye notice some documents in her hand, and suddenly realized that something had been exposed.

"Nanhuang, I..."

"Let me ask you." She asked with some hope, "Do you have anything to do with... you and my Feng?"

Nanhuang looked at him expectantly, eagerly, and panicked.

She was afraid of him saying yes, but also afraid of him saying no.

The pain in my heart spreads inch by inch. This is the pain that has been hurting for more than ten years.

Rong Feng also felt a strong panic in his heart. At this moment, he felt Nanhuang's pain and her expectations. He had so many thoughts in his mind that he actually wished that he was not the one.

However, he couldn't lie to her.

He nodded.

Nanhuang was stunned.

He nodded, it does matter, he said it does.

"Are you my Feng?" Nanhuang stepped forward and reached for his face with her slender hands. He bent down slightly and touched his face to her.

"Are you really my Phoenix?" Her hands trembled slightly.

"Why?"

"I……"

Nanhuang took a step back suddenly.

Rong Feng was completely panicked. "Nanhuang."

She whispered softly, nonchalantly, coldly. "I have imagined countless times how we would have met if my Phoenix were still alive. Maybe he didn't come back to me because he had no choice but to do it. Or maybe he was entangled in trivial matters and was too busy to do anything. I was so looking forward to him being alive. I imagined many reasons and many scenarios. But there was nothing like this."

"It's been more than ten years. You've been like a prison, imprisoning me for more than ten years. In these ten years, have you never thought about coming to visit me in prison?"

She crossed her arms. Not saving the boy back then was a pain she couldn't let go of for more than ten years.

He is alive and well. Why don't you come to atone for her sins? She was feeling guilty, day after day, day after day...

Nanhuang's heart was filled with crazy waves. When she looked at him again, her eyes were filled with strangeness and fear.

Rong Feng felt a sudden pain in her heart. "Nanhuang!"

He had an inexplicable feeling that her heart was actually moving away from him.

I have never felt this way before. At this moment, this feeling is so clear.

"I don't miss you. I don't stop thinking about you for a day. I'm just angry..." Rong Wuye's knees bent, and his back also bent, "I'm angry that you gave up on me, that you don't want me anymore."

"Not a day goes by that I don't think about becoming strong. I think, I am strong enough. I want to tie you to me and become my only woman. Let you only see me."

He did have selfish motives. He wanted to turn the proud daughter of heaven into his own canary.

But he also really loves her.

"I didn't tell you my name because I was angry." Rong Feng raised his head and begged for her understanding and forgiveness, "I thought you really gave up on me and didn't want me anymore. Even when I stood in front of you, You don’t recognize me.”

"Let me ask you one last question." Nanhuang asked indifferently.

Rong Feng's voice became slightly hoarse. "You...you said..."

"Did you direct and perform the cliff jumping that day?"