Xia Ning chats because of his words, and finally opens his eyes slightly.

He knows too much about his relationship. He doesn't know whether it's luck or misfortune.

After he realized that he had fallen in love with Tang Qing, he no longer wanted Tang Qing to respond to his feelings. It was so terrible that there were people in the world who could do well in the emotional world.

Xia Ling chats and lowers her head. She knows Xiao Fengting is right. She couldn't find any reason to make an excuse for Xiao Fengting.

Xiao Fengting cut off his own way for Tang Ning, but his reason finally hurt himself. Li intelligent maximized all the interests, but could not analyze his gradually sinking heart.

He found the best material for Downing, let her see the light again, but also let him never touch Tang Qing for the rest of his life.

That woman is so gentle, but so stubborn that she won't give him any more chances.

Xiao Fengting's plan is to keep her by his side forever. In this way, even if he doesn't need to say a lot of words, she may know it after a long time.

He made such an idea, regardless of whether Tang Qing was willing to accept it or not, he did so.

He hid her in the golden house and put it on the shelf, so that her eyes could only gaze at him forever. It didn't matter if she didn't get the heart.

Even if he couldn't give her any credit, he gave her all he could. No one in the Xiao family would dare to question her identity. Except for the marriage certificate, they were no different from ordinary couples -

he planned to plan all these things in silence and wanted to occupy the rest of her life.

However, everything was ended by a fire.

What has not been said will never have a chance to say again.

All his strategies for her were extinguished with a fire.

Including his feelings for her.

However.

If you give him another chance, he doesn't know if he dares to say that to Tang Qing.

Even if the whole world knows that he likes her, he doesn't dare to let her know.

"You go out." He said.

Xia Ning chatted, lowered her head, pursed her lips, and said in a hoarse voice, "you should pay attention to your body and remember to go downstairs to eat something."

Xiao Fengting waved his hand, which seemed to have been a little impatient.

She looks up and looks at the man's face in the shadow. The window of the room was pulled thickly, which made the study as cold as a tomb. He sat there alone. The dim light and shadow blurred his face, leaving only the gorgeous and precious outline of his face. The whole person, quiet and indifferent, is like an obscure oil painting.

She lowers her head and closes the door. She leaned against the door and rubbed her heart gently with her hand.

There is like a small needle gently pierced a hole, for a time, all the pain continued to spread.

*At eleven o'clock, Xiao Fengting went downstairs for lunch.

After Tang Qing's death, he immediately moved back to Xiao's house. However, the people who lived there knew that their master had become a bit gloomy.

He seldom went out or went downstairs. He hardly talked to them. Only assistant Xia had something to say to him.

No one knows exactly what happened to him, and those who know it dare not tell those who don't know it. So everyone knows it and quiets down. Even those Xiao family who don't deal with Xiao Fengting dare not run to him and say something.