Huarong took her hand from the heart of Fengjin palm and stood up from the bedside. Fengjin looked at her movements and asked, "where are you going?"

"Go home." Huarong took a rubber band to tie up her hair and showed her sharp jaw lines. Feng Jin was fascinated by her face and couldn't help saying, "what are you doing home?"

Huarong coldly replied, "I don't want to see you."

Feng Jin didn't expect that she said so simply. She looked at her for a while and then said, "well, if I can't "

Huarong stops and looks at Fengjin, who lies on the bed with a pair of peach blossom eyes and looks at her innocently.

"Your mother will come later." Huarong paused and explained to Fengjin, "it's not good for me to meet her."

Fengjin's mother is a beautiful and strict woman. When she wanted to marry Fengjin, she also tried her best to help her.

But now, she got Feng Jin into the hospital. Although Feng Jin killed herself, she still couldn't have a clear conscience in the face of her mother.

I'm sorry for the trust she had in her year.

Feng Jin Ba blinked her eyes and looked at her: "then will you come at noon?"

"It depends." Huarong answered coldly.

Fengjin did not dare to do it again for fear that Huarong would be impatient. Although Huarong's patience with him has reached the peak during this period of time, it can be called obedience.

Seeing Feng Jin did not speak again, Huarong opened the door and went out from the ward.

A person came to the hospital door, opened the door, just got on the bus, she saw the black Lincoln stopped at the corner opposite her, she recognized that it was Fengjin's mother's car.

Sure enough, the next second, the door opened and a middle-aged woman came down.

Although there are fine lines in the corner of her eyes, time still does not erase her beauty. From her face, you can see the outline of Phoenix brocade.

Is it true that sons are like mothers and daughters are like fathers?

Why does Fengsheng look like Phoenix brocade?

This is really a puzzle.

When passing by her car, Feng's mother's feet stopped. She turned her head and took a glance at the Huarong sitting in the car. Then she left slowly.

“……” Huarong holding the steering wheel, slightly spit out a breath, knowing that Feng mother saw her, she did not get out of the car to say hello, it is a little embarrassed.

Looking at the Phoenix mother left the back, she did not immediately drive away, until the figure disappeared in the line of sight, she slowly retracted the line of sight.

Instead of driving home, she drove around the city of London.

Feng Jin's coma made her think clearly about many things, for example, she could not lose this man.

Feelings to this point, it seems that there is nothing to be hypocritical.

In the face of life and death, those little jealousies do not seem to be an important issue.

If you still punish him with those things at the beginning, you will never stop until you die.

No need.

At noon, Huarong went home and got along with the two children for a while. She took the lunch box that the housekeeper gave her and planned to go to the hospital.

Coincidentally, at this time, the Phoenix mother also came back.

Mature and steady women sometimes have more pressure than men who are serious and cold.

She can face Fengzhen without incident, but she is bound to be a little tied up in the face of Fengjin's mother.

"Give Xiaofeng a meal?" She rarely said hello to her, Huarong nodded, "good aunt."

Fengjin's mother came over and patted her hand. She said in a warm voice, "it's just right. I have something to tell you. We'll talk when you get back. "

She was wrong with him.

“……” Huarong looks over her head and looks at the young and beautiful girl who is following Feng's mother's footsteps, and then slowly withdraws her sight.