Chapter 2906

The next morning, Huarong came out of her bedroom and went down to dinner.

In the dining room, two little guys have already got up early. In the living room, there are two Picasso shaped suitcases containing their luggage that they packed early last night.

Huarong looks at the four people who are talking and laughing in the restaurant. She only feels that her stomach is blocked and she has no appetite for breakfast.

"Miss Hua, won't you go in for dinner?"

The servant who took care of her saw her go to sit on the sofa and asked her softly.

Huarong propped her forehead against the armrest of the sofa. Her face was full of irritability. She shook her head, "no appetite. Don't worry about me. You can eat early

The maid looked at her face, nodded, and said kindly, "call me when you are hungry."

All the people in this line of work are human spirits. It can be seen at a glance that Huarong is in a bad mood and doesn't touch her. After finishing speaking, she immediately left.

Feng Jin came out of the restaurant and saw Huarong's calm face. Sitting on the sofa alone, Fengjin went to sit beside her and called out to her, "Rongrong."

Huarong opened his eyes to see him, his face even more ugly, "what the hell are you doing?"

"I just wanted to help you," he said, sounding sincere. "I went to Los Angeles to talk to your parents about cooperation."

If it's so simple, then hell.

Huarong was angry and wanted to laugh. Her voice was very low, like squeezing out of her teeth. She said in a small voice: "Feng, you have more and more eyes in your heart. Dare to count on me, I will let you die very beautiful!"

Feng Jin looks quiet and deep. He looks at the expression of extreme boredom and anger of the woman in front of him. Compared with the irascible mood of Huarong, he looks really calm.

"Rong Rong, I never do anything bad for you. You don't have to be on my guard like this." He dropped his eyes and said quietly, "you are too far away from me. I just want to be closer to you Even a little bit. "

Don't look too far, spit out a word: "roll."

“……” Feng Jin looks at her, long vomit a breath, stand up from sofa.

He touched her scales and did something she didn't want to do, which made her unhappy.

The flower banquet came out of the restaurant with two children in her arms.

He has been liked by his elders since he was a child, and also liked by children when he grew up. However, in one night, he became one with two little guys.

Xu saw the dull and gloomy atmosphere in the living room. He put the child down, came over and looked at Huarong's face and asked, "why, my aunt?"

Huarong closed his eyes, eyes did not open: "you don't bother me."

"It's just taking two kids back home." Flower banquet way, "your parents have not seen them, take them back to see, happy not happy?"

Huarong opened her eyes, frowned and said, "I'm not because of this problem..."

"If it's not them, it's Fengjin." The man tilted his head, and there was a trace of examination on his beautiful and frivolous face. He looked at Huarong's face and slightly hooked his lower lip. "I came here this time and found that the problem was not in Fengjin."

"What do you mean?"

"My family thought you were kidnapped by Fengjin. I rushed to have a look. Actually, you don't want to come back. "

"You..." Huarong moved his lips and looked at the face of the flower banquet. He didn't know what to say. For a long time, she sighed and leaned on the sofa wearily. "Between him and me, it's really not what you imagine."

"I think he wants to marry you." He looked at the Phoenix brocade standing at the door, "a lover will get married, why do you suddenly shrink back?"

“……” Huarong was silent for a long time, then said, "I don't want to be controlled by others."

*

on the plane, Huarong leaned against the window and looked out with her face up.

"Floret, floret."

Feng Sheng was carried over by the stewardess. As soon as he saw her, he stretched out his hand to her.

Huarong took the man over, "how did you come?"

Feng Sheng put her arm around her neck and curled up in her arms like a kitten. "Xiaohua stays here alone. I come to accompany her."

There are only a few people in the VIP class who are chartered by Fengjin. The stewardesses who come and go to serve them specially. I'm afraid they are used to such a luxurious way of travel.

In terms of taking care of children, Fengjin can be regarded as a luxury.

Her daughter is indeed a kind little cotton padded jacket. Fengsheng relies on her more than Fengge in sticking to her.

She didn't take care of her since she was born.

Huarong gently hugged the little girl and watched the clouds outside the window with her.

Feng Sheng Ba blinked her big eyes and looked at the face of the flower: "does Xiaohua dislike my father and me?"

The child is sensitive like a small animal. Although Huarong has always been kind to her, she is still aware of the tight breath in the air by Fengsheng.

Huarong looks at Fengsheng and inherits the beautiful big eyes of Fengjin. She reaches out her hand, gently touches her small head and sighs, "I'm not your mother. You shouldn't rely on me like this."Fengsheng aggrieved way: "Dad than and Xiaoge both like florets, I also like florets, florets do me and Xiaoge's mother is not good?"

"I'm not suitable," said Hua Rong in a warm voice

I can't tell the truth with a child. What's more, she can't explain all the entanglements between her and Fengjin with such a small child.

Feng Sheng asked with a cry: "don't you like me?"

Huarong shook her head and hugged the child: "I like Fengsheng very much. I just can't be your mother. When you grow up, you won't like me so much. I'm not a good person, and I'm not fit to be a mother

Feng Sheng was lying in her arms and cried bitterly. She was still too young to know what this feeling was. She only knew that she was extremely miserable.

She cried for a while, tired of crying, and fell asleep in her arms.

Huarong looks down at the little girl's pink face. If she grows up and knows that she was born but not raised by her, will she hate her?

More likely, though, is that she may no longer remember her.

She didn't want her children to remember her, a mother who was so irresponsible.

Feng Jin came over and carried away the Feng Sheng sleeping in her arms.

When he came back again, his face was very ugly. He sat beside her and asked her, "if you don't like it, why give birth to them?"

He may have heard her conversation with Fengsheng just now, and finally he can't help but come to question her.

Huarong's response is very cold: "because want to be born, so born."

"You shouldn't be like that."

Huarong opened her eyes and looked at Feng Jin's frown, "you're wrong. I was such a child." She looked at him quietly for a while and whispered, "we don't know each other very well, do we?"