Possessiveness: The private little wife of the paranoid CEO

In the narrow space, Shi Ranshuo stood in the corner, clinging tightly to the iron sheet behind him, with his head lowered, his long hair hanging down his sides, and he couldn't see his face clearly.

Time seems to be slowed down, and every second seems to be taken apart frame by frame.

In the entire elevator, there was only the sound of her breathing that she tried to suppress.

It was as quiet as if she was the only one, and the scene just now seemed to be a dream.

But the pair of high-end leather shoes under the suit pants on the ground were reflected in her eyes. She clenched her fists tightly, her nails digging into the flesh and blood, and tears rolled from the pain. This is really not a dream.

But it was so quiet, eerily quiet.

She raised her head slightly and met those sharp eyes. At that second, she felt that her breathing was about to stop suddenly.

"What are you running for?" The cool voice was especially clear in the narrow space.

She tried her best to control her breathing to keep it steady, and tried not to let herself dodge the way she looked at him, be natural, be natural.

He seemed to have changed from what he remembered but didn't seem to have changed, his brows and eyes became colder, and the innate sense of oppression on his body remained the same.

Hypnotize, forget.

The way he looks at her now is complicated and unpredictable, without any emotion, but he doesn't have the possessive/desire to look at his own things three years ago.

Moreover, he shouldn't have asked her why she was running.

"It's something." She could only bet that he was really hypnotized.

The numbers on the upper right were decreasing one by one, and she could only pray that time would pass quickly.

The ding-dong door was opened, Lu Beiyan stood at the door, his eyes were still looking at her, Shi Ran was stared at with hair straight, seeing the elevator door closed again, her toes curled up.

Go forward, pass him, exit the elevator door, force yourself not to turn around and keep walking.

Didn't take two steps.

"Hold on."

Following his voice, another elevator opened at the right time, and A Fei came out. Looking at this scene, the scene was a little strange.

Shi Ran paused without looking back, she tried her best to keep her voice from trembling, "What's wrong?"

There was no sound from behind, she turned her head, compared to the elevator, the hallway was brightly lit, he was wearing a crisp black suit, and compared to three years ago, he had an extra silver watch on his wrist.

It looks reserved and self-restrained, but also cold and abstinent.

Ke Shiran knew his true face under his meticulous suit.

He suddenly arched his waist and covered his heart, his eyes shrank suddenly, and his black suit became wrinkled, but his eyes were scarlet and he raised them to lock her tightly.

"Have we met?" He asked her word by word.

At this moment, Shi Ran believed that he had really been hypnotized and forgotten himself.

She is not so afraid anymore.

"No." She replied very lightly, but without any hesitation.

Suddenly, the voice-activated lights in the corridor went out, and the surroundings fell into complete darkness.

Lu Beiyan's pupils trembled slightly, her dark pupils were full of her reflection, strong emotions surged in his eyes, the hand holding the bag was clenched tightly, and the lines of his arms were sharp, finally suppressing those turbulent waves.

"Your things." He stretched out his hand holding the bag and hung in the air.

The sound is also very soft, and the voice-activated lights are not woken up.

In the darkness, Shi Ran saw him standing there quietly, like a cub with all its sharp claws put away, full of loneliness.

"Hey."

……

A Fei made a sudden sound, and the voice control light suddenly turned on.

His brows and eyes were still cold, as if the loneliness just now was her illusion.

She took two steps forward, stretched out her sallow hand to pick up the bag of daily necessities, her fingers accidentally touched his fingertips, and it felt cold to the touch.

So cool.

"Thank you." She nodded slightly, turned and walked out of the corridor, her figure disappeared around the corner.

There was no focus in his eyes, his eyes darkened, his heart seemed to be entangled by vines, his bone marrow seemed to be eaten by sharp-toothed insects, and densely packed needles pricked every place.

Heart-piercing pain.

Want to yell, growl, cry...

How restrained he had to be to not rush forward.

Until there was darkness in front of him, the whole person fell heavily on the ground, only Ah Fei's shouts were in his ears.

"Mr. Lu!"

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West Mountain Villa.

Zhao Qingyao was depressed and the group stood outside the door waiting anxiously.

There was the sound of Zhao Qingyao weeping, and the lamentation of others.

Bai Qi looked at Shen Yu who was lazily standing with his back against the wall, there was a smear of scarlet in his slender fingertips, and the gray and white smoke was lingering, making his face hard to see.

Melancholy only smokes when it's extremely difficult.

"Brother Yu, Master Yan won't really be able to survive this time, will he?"

He lowered his head gloomyly, took a deep breath on the cigarette when he heard the words, dusted his fingers, and the gray part fell down, and did not speak.

Two hours later, Nangong Mian came out with a confident smile on his face as always, although he was tired. Others could tell from a glance that nothing was wrong.

They all let out a sigh of relief.

She looked at Shen Yu and shook her head, sarcastically as always: "Young Master Shen, you have lost again."

Hearing this, the others laughed.

These two people are really happy friends. They have made a lot of bets in the past three years. At first, they bet on who can cure Lu Beiyan, and later they bet on who will Lu Beiyan die.

Shen Yu advocates conservative treatment and steady progress, while Nangong Mian likes to take a slanted edge with his sword, and if he fails, he will be benevolent.

Whether success or failure is a hero, the two of them showed their talents in their own fields, but it was useless. As time passed, Lu Beiyan's eyes gradually lost hope of life, and he began to commit suicide.

In the end, Nangong Mian succeeded.

The family's dangerous hypnosis was used to make him forget the source of his pain, so that he was like an emotionless robot in the past three months, no longer suffering so much that he wanted to die, but just living in numbness.

This method is either successful or insane.

With Nangong Mian's professionalism, it must be the former.However, it took her two and a half years to succeed.

Once it succeeds, it is like water of forgetting love, as if the memory of this person has been wiped away.

"He's awake, go in and have a look."

A group of people went in one after another, as if they were lined up, and the battle was quite big.

He still had that cold expressionless look.

The atmosphere was a little awkward with a touch of treachery. Since he forgot about that woman, in the past three months, there has been no self-harm or emotional depression to hell.

This is the first time.

According to Ah Fei, it was the woman who came back.

"I've seen it all, let's go out."

It was Bai Qi, who was so careless, who said, "Yan Ye, what's wrong, why did you faint all of a sudden?"

It was an obvious temptation, and everyone present took a deep breath, looking forward to his answer.

"It's nothing, I saw a woman whose back looks very similar to the dream, that's all."

He opened his mouth without expression, as if he was saying that the weather is good today, and it seemed that nothing major happened.

Bai Qi silently praised Nangong Mian.

Absolutely.

They also all let go of the hanging breath one after another. If you don't want to be strong, it's fine if you don't think about it. To him, that woman is addictive, poisonous, and untouchable.

"Okay, let's all go out, my patient needs to rest." This seems to be said by everyone, but Nangong Mian said it looking at the depression, and specially emphasized the two syllables of "my", which is shining brightly show off.

Once again stabilized by her superb technique, she can indeed be proud for a long time.

"A Fei stay and talk about the company."

After everyone else withdrew, the door was closed, and Lu Beiyan raised his drooping head suddenly, his eyes were instantly stained with extreme scarlet.

"check."

"Find out all the things about Ranran in the past three years, and the purpose of her coming back."

"My Ranran is finally willing to come back."