Chapter 347 Encounter in the Rain

After Ma Yuhan ran away, Murong Qingyun and Fang Yi had some embarrassment. The two looked at each other and felt that it was not a bad thing. Now that things have been said, it will be achieved in a moment. What is more important, the country or the beauty? Let him measure it again.

"I already know your intention. Let you and I think more about this matter. After all, the forced melon is not sweet. Murong Qingyun was playing with the teacup in his hand and said with a polite smile, "I still have some things to deal with, so excuse me first."

"Okay, if you have something to do, go ahead." Fang Yi was a little confused, and her expression was still calm.

Murong Qingyun, who got up, walked out of the private club in no hurry. Instead of rushing to get on the car, he took a deep breath. Although I really wanted to get Ma Yuhan, a sad feeling suddenly surged in my heart. He felt a little bit of taking advantage of people's danger. Suddenly, it rained cats and dogs, reminding him of her departure with pear blossoms and rain just now.

Murong Qingyun, who was suddenly somewhat confused, opened the door and sat in the back seat of the car. At the moment of closing the car door, his heart seemed to be vibrated well. I didn't expect Ma Yuhan to be such a stubborn girl. He thought she was the flower in the greenhouse and could be controlled by others at any time. However, the scene that just happened completely changed his mind. The car was moving slowly in the rain, and his eyes were blankly staring at the scenery outside the window.

Ma Yuhan's lonely and desolate figure walking in the heavy rain suddenly fell into Murong Qingyun's eyes. He hurriedly stopped the driver and pushed the door, not thinking about whether it was raining or a knife. Murong Qingyun quickly ran to her and saw that she was still crying so sad, and her tears slid down from around her cheeks with the rain.

The two did not have any verbal communication, but stared at each other for a minute. A car quickly passed through the street, and splashing water splashed on the two people. Murong Qingyun had no reason to grab her hand and drag it in the direction of the car he was sitting on. Ma Yuhan is very stubborn to pull back in order to offset his force. Since he can't take her away in a soft way, he can only use a slightly tougher way. Murong Qingyun suddenly picked her up forcibly, turned around, and walked out quickly.

"Let go of me." Ma Yuhan struggled hard while shouting, and didn't forget to beat him on the head with both hands and said, "What is this? Don't pretend to be good people. You and them are the same.

Murong Qingyun pretended not to hear and forcibly took her into the back seat of the car. After closing the door of the car, he ordered his driver to drive. Ma Yuhan continued to beat him all over his body as if he were crazy. Murong Qingyun did not dodge and was still vented by her. He fully understood her feeling of being betrayed by her relatives.

"Stop the car, hurry up and ask the driver to stop, or I will stop." Ma Yuhan cried and said stubbornly, "Who are you? My business has nothing to do with you. Let me die."

With a 'bang', Murong Qingyun suddenly slapped her in the face crisply and loudly. The driver sees and hears clearly, but he knows his duty as a driver. After all, the owner's affairs are not something that he can interfere with. He pretended not to see or hear and drove his own car directly.

Murong Qingyun roared in a low voice, "You sit down honestly."

From childhood to age, Ma Yuhan has been loved by thousands of people. Not to mention being beaten, even the person who shouted at her has never appeared. At this moment, she was completely stunned. He stroked his hot side face with one hand alone and sobbed in a low voice. After Murong Qingyun saw that she was no longer noisy, he ordered the driver to hurry home.

The car passed through the familiar street and soon returned to Murong's house. Murong Qingyun did not seek Ma Yuhan's opinion and arrogantly took her out of the back seat of the car. She didn't cry and beat like the first time, but was still hugged by him obediently. Two Filipino maids hurriedly approached and waited for the master's order.

"You two go upstairs with me." Murong Qingyun told them simply and clearly.

The four people went to the third floor one after the other. Without much thought, he directly carried Ma Yuhan into his bedroom. Murong Qingyun gently put her on the edge of the bed. She, who was weak, couldn't help shivering. Before leaving the room, he gave very brief instructions on what two Filipino maids should do.

Murong Qingyun, who closed the bedroom door, was soaked, and the rain fell from his clothes and trousers to the floor. Without much thought, he went down to the second floor and walked into the bathroom of a guest room to bathe. Two Filipino maids took off their wet clothes for Ma Yuhan in full accordance with their master's instructions.

"No, I can do it myself." Ma Yuhan's face, which slowly reacted, was a little pale.

A Filipino maid went straight into the bathroom and put away the bath water for her, while another Filipino maid stood next to her for the wet clothes she took off. After the water temperature was adjusted, the Filipino maid withdrew from the bathroom, and Ma Yuhan walked into the bathroom with an empty mind and lay down in the big bathtub. Warm water temperature can't cure the coldness in her heart.

A Filipino maid took out Ma Yuhan's wet clothes, while a Filipino maid left behind found medicine to prevent her from colds and poured a cup of hot boiled water. The Filipino maid wants to wait for her to come out after taking a shower, and the temperature of the boiling water in the cup will be very suitable. Some of their microservices have been professionally trained.

Ma Yuhan's height is quite different from that of Yang Mengmeng, so the Filipino maid selected a whole set of clothes that the hostess had never worn for her and put it in **. All this was arranged by Murong Qingyun to the Filipino maid. After everything was arranged by the Filipino maid, she consciously closed the door and exited the bedroom.

Although Murong Qiuwei did not walk out of the study, a Filipino maid has already rewarded her. She had already known that her son was affectionate. However, she obviously felt that this time was extraordinary. After all, Murong Qingyun was the first time for other young women to go home. Murong Qiuwei paid special attention to this matter.