2724 Love Comes Like The Southern Breeze (242)

Seeing that Mu Yunli did not come after her, Qiao Ruoxi let out a sigh of relief.

As they walked along the tree-lined road, the cold wind blew. Qiao Ruoxi wrapped her coat tightly around herself and cringed.

They walked along the road and decided to take a taxi at the crossroads.

She had not gone far when she vaguely felt that someone was following her from behind. She turned back and only saw a black shadow.

Her heart sank as a bad feeling filled her heart. Was she being followed?

At the thought of this, Qiao Ruoxi felt a little afraid. She couldn't help but quicken her pace, wanting to shake off the people following her.

But she realized that no matter how fast she walked, the people behind her kept following her at the same frequency.

Qiao Ruoxi subconsciously hugged her bag tightly. She quickly looked around and realized that she was almost at the corner of the street.

She quickly walked over and went around the corner, but she did not continue to walk forward. Instead, she hid behind a trash can by the wall.

Not long after, there really were people chasing after them. Qiao Ruoxi counted and saw that there were four or five people. They were all dressed in black and were tall and strong.

They went around the corner and found that Qiao Ruoxi was nowhere to be seen. They began to look around.

One of the leaders ordered a few people to split up and search. After the people dispersed, the leader made a call.

Qiao Ruoxi clearly heard him. He said respectfully into the phone, "Mr. Feng, Young Madam is missing… I've already arranged for people to split up and look for her… Yes! I promise to find her as soon as possible…"

Qiao Ruoxi was surprised when she heard the keywords "Mr. Feng" and "Young Madam." Could it be that these people were arranged by Feng Yunan?

How could he do such a thing?

Was he following her because he was worried that she would cheat on him?

Thinking of this, Qiao Ruoxi felt a tinge of bitterness in her heart. He really did not trust her at all.

She was lucky that she had rejected Mu Yunli just now. Otherwise, if Feng Yunan knew that she had seen Mu Yunli in private, he would definitely be angry again.

For safety's sake, Qiao Ruoxi did not go out rashly. Instead, she waited until everyone had left before she stood up and walked out.

She hailed an empty taxi and returned to the Ocean Pavilion.

Qiao Ruoxi walked into the Ocean Pavilion quietly. From afar, she could hear the man's arrogant scolding coming from the living room of the villa.

"Are you all freeloaders?"

"What's the point of having you guys when you can lose a woman?"

"What a bunch of idiots!"

"If you can't find her, you can all jump into the sea!"

He had indeed sent his people to follow her.

Was the color of the hat more important than anything in his eyes?

No matter what she did, she had to care about his pride. Did he really think of himself as God and everyone should be centered around him?

Feng Yunan slammed his phone on the floor. He was still angry, but more than that, he was worried.

It was already so late. What if a pregnant woman met a bad person?

Who knew if Qin Xuming would hide in the dark and take revenge on Qiao Ruoxi?

At the thought of this, Feng Yunan could no longer stay calm. He immediately grabbed the jacket on the back of the sofa and rushed out while calling Xiu Yi to prepare the car.

Just as he stepped out of the door, he was shocked by the woman standing in the shadows outside.

Feng Yunan widened his eyes in disbelief. His lips moved, but he didn't say anything. He just stared at her.

He had just received a call from one of his men saying that she was missing. At that moment, he realized how anxious he was and how worried he was about her safety.

He took his jacket and was about to go out to look for her personally. Seeing that she had returned safely, the stone in his heart finally fell.

The man's tall body blocked the door, blocking the light inside. Against the light, his entire body was covered in a cold shadow.

Does he know how scary he is?

Like Satan from hell, he liked to control people's lives and deaths. He was temperamental.

She really wanted to ask herself why she had provoked such a Satan-like man.

"I never thought that the president of the Fengtian Group would do something so despicable. Don't you think you're as shameless as those stalkers?"

Qiao Ruoxi stood in the cold wind, her face indifferent and cold. Her slightly slanted eyes were filled with indifference and distance, even a little disdain.

Her attitude was harsh. After saying this, she looked away and entered the house.

'She called me a stalker?'

'Shameless? Lews?'

He did send someone to follow her, but he did it to ensure her safety, okay?

When they brushed past each other, Feng Yunan grabbed her wrist and questioned, "Are you calling me a perverted stalker?"

"Aren't you? You were the one who arranged those men. Are you not going to admit it?"

She gave him a sideways glance, her eyes full of mockery.

"Yes, I arranged it."

Feng Yunan took a deep breath. He wanted to flare up, but seeing that her face and nose were red from the cold and her hands were clammy, he could not bear to flare up at her again.

Perhaps it could be said that he had done something disgraceful, so he was a little unreasonable.

After all, he had arranged for someone to protect her secretly. He really did not want her to know.

He admitted it.

Then there was nothing to say.

What was the point of reasoning with someone who was so possessive?

If she told him not to do that, would he listen?

Qiao Ruoxi sneered and pushed his hand away.

Feng Yunan finally managed to control his anger. He slammed the door and chased after her. He questioned her back, "Qiao Ruoxi, stop right there. What kind of attitude is that?"

Qiao Ruoxi did not stop. She walked through the living room and up the spiral staircase. The man followed her closely.

Qiao Ruoxi suddenly stopped in her tracks and turned around to face him. She was two steps taller than him, and their eyes were only on the same level.

Usually, it was him who was high up in the air. She needed to look up at him, but today, she did not need to. She looked at him calmly and coldly.

"What kind of attitude can I have? You are the president of an empire who is respected by everyone. Everything you say is an imperial edict. Everyone revolves around you. Why do you care about my attitude?"

"…"

Feng Yunan almost spat out a mouthful of blood. Even though this woman was usually soft and weak, once she became stubborn, she was like a porcupine with sharp thorns.

"Qiao Ruoxi, listen to your tone. Are you trying to anger me?"

A strong gust of wind blew in the man's dark eyes. If looks could kill, she would already be dead.

The angrier he was, the calmer she became.

Originally, she was still feeling guilty for exposing his scars in the morning and was prepared to come back and apologize to him. But now it seemed that there was no need.

It had nothing to do with her. She was not the one who should care about him.