Chapter 541

Because of the special mode of getting along at the beginning, Qin Qing has been difficult to define the existence of Feng Yan.

The man gave her warmth as a family. Although she was indifferent, she was well arranged in terms of clothing, food, housing and transportation. Even if she was distressed, she was still strict and merciless. As a lover, he believed in the loyalty of a soldier and gave her stability and all accommodation.

This man seemed to fill the gray emotional zone in her heart at once.

But when she thought about it, it was a little different. She remembered what the young woman said tonight and the pain in her heart when the female white-collar workers were sharp and ironic.

"Feng Yan, you say, what is maternal love like?" she grabbed the man's broad and warm palm and raised a face that was bright and dark reflected by the lights outside the window. The confusion of the bottom of her eyes stabbed Feng Yan's eyes in an instant.

Feng Yan leaned in this position and hugged people in his arms. He pressed her thin back tightly to himself and said in a deep voice: "my mother said that it was hard to conceive in October, and the pain of giving birth to a baby was love for them."

The pain of childbirth not only divides life into two, but also shares love with another life.

It is said that children are the debt of parents, but the mother's initial pain is not the debt of children.

"She went crazy when you were very young. Do you still love her?" Qin Qing actually heard the warmth of the male population, but she couldn't feel it, so she had to break the casserole like an ignorant child.

Born but not raised, locked up in the attic all year round, and almost unable to take care of themselves, will there be love?

"Love, maybe, is more a responsibility." Feng Yan frowned and thought for a while. He was not good at words. He could only organize words to comfort his lover, "I was not impressed by her. More importantly, when I joined the army later, I learned that she entrusted someone to take care of me. When she was not crazy, I must be responsible for everything she did to me. I don't know whether it is love, but I can't allow others to hurt and slander her."

This view is very similar to that of the young woman tonight. She is also an orphan because she has no choice but to defend her mother.

This may be a kind of human nature in blood relationship, so coldness is like Feng Yan. She has been looking for her mother with her sister Feng Yue for so many years. Why is she suffering in her heart.

This conversation was unconventional, and Feng Yan was silent. Qin Qing was listening. When the car drove downstairs, Qin Qing had fallen asleep in Feng Yan's arms.

"She... Is a little tired recently. Take good care of her." Zhao Yin opened the door and saw Feng Yan coming down with the sleeping girl. He glanced at the girl's thin face buried in the shadow, but he swallowed it after all.

"I will, please." Feng Yan nodded, blocked the wind for the girl with his suit, and then opened his steps and disappeared into the foreign house.

Zhao Yin looked at it for a while before shaking his head and sighing. As a person assisting in the investigation, he knows the girl's entanglement at the moment, but even if he told Feng Yan, this dilemma is always unsolvable.

The night was deep. The fan family on the hillside was brightly lit. Fan Hong, who was still playing mahjong by the French window, took a look at the motionless mobile phone screen and suddenly stopped the card game in his hand.

"It's late, that's all for today." he waved his hand in a lack of interest, knowing that the people he met tonight could not be caught back.

"The gambler had an early rest." several matching people immediately left the table and took the initiative to resign.

After a while, a housekeeper hurried over, "Sir, a girl didn't understand the rules, offended the fourth young master, was interrupted and threw her hand out."

The housekeeper was no younger than the gambler. He was in a hurry. He was still sweating on his forehead and looked frightened.

Hearing the speech, Fan Hong touched his mahjong hand and raised one side of his eyebrows in surprise, "Oh? This boy is enlightened."

If someone's child hurt someone, as a parent, he must teach him a lesson. When the old man heard that his son broke a girl's arm, he laughed instead of getting angry.

"The fourth young master said he wanted to go out and take over some affairs." the housekeeper observed his words and expressions and carefully conveyed the meaning of the little master.

After hearing this, Fan Hong nodded and said happily, "it's rare that he is sensible and has been closed long enough. Let him come out. Tell him that guests will come to the house in a few days and let him take care of the house."

Inner house refers to the main house.

The housekeeper was surprised and bowed his head and said, "yes."

Now everyone knows that the gambling king is old, and many of his wife's children are managing business outside, and what really counts is the people around him who deal with internal affairs.

It seems that the heirs' affairs are really going to be on the table after the gambling king competition.

Qin Qing, who escaped the disaster successfully, did not know how the dark tide surged. She slept deeply until it was bright and the sun outside the screen penetrated into her eyelids.

She subconsciously stretched out her hand to explore the position around her. It was empty and there was no residual temperature. She wanted to get up early and leave first.

There was a little loss in her heart. She opened her eyes and looked at the too empty room. She still had no sense of belonging. She remembered what she had talked last night, couldn't help sighing and got out of bed to wash.

When I came out to change my clothes and go out, there was a sudden sound of footsteps at the door. In the blink of an eye, I saw a tall and majestic man with an apron and a dinner plate.

Qin Qing was stunned. The corners of his mouth had been raised first, "aren't you busy today?"

"Your breakfast first." Feng Yan took a long step, put the meal by the table and took something out of his pocket.

Qin Qing sat in front of the dressing table and was absent-minded. After considering for a long time, she decided to talk again, "Feng Yan, last night I said about the retreat, I think..."

Halfway through the conversation, she suddenly stopped, because the moment she turned her head, she saw what the man put on the plate.

"This is a reward." sensing the misplacement of her sight, Feng Yan picked up the little red flower and put it in the palm of her hand.

A little red flower.

"If you go on boasting, you should reward me little safflower."

Qin Qing remembered that at that time, she was just joking, implying that the other party regarded herself as a kindergarten child. If she praised her, she would reward little safflower. She didn't think that this person was silent and really cut a flower with red paper.

"You......" Qin Qing rubbed the unsightly, simple and rough flower in her hand and wanted to say something, but first he gently laughed and smiled. Suddenly something in her heart had an answer.