Chapter 997

Let song ruochu himself press the cotton ball to stop bleeding, Xu jingnian did not solve her doubts: "it's Rong Mingyuan's home. You are greatly stimulated and fainted. Although it's not a big problem now, it's better to have a rest for a few days. The wound under your body also needs time to recover."

The pain from her lower body clearly reminds her of the cruel facts in the past. She asks with a cold face, "where's Rong Mingyuan?"

"Hospitals, bleeding from the seven orifices, vision and hearing may be affected by different stages." Xu jingnian's reply surprised song ruochu again.

"How could that be?"

"He didn't take the medicine that ordinary people can bear, so don't blame him. At that time, he couldn't help himself, which made you suffer." Xu jingnian was quiet and cold, but he comforted song ruochu a few words, "well, you saved him, otherwise he would be lying in the flat of the hospital now."

She was so dull that she wanted to hate, resent and annoy, but all her strength was like beating on cotton. She couldn't find the point of exertion, but she couldn't afford to stay in Mingyuan any longer. She got up and fell out of bed with difficulty.

"Hey, be careful --" although Xu jingnian reached out to help her, she still didn't help her. She fell down and hit a photo frame on the bed head cabinet with one hand.

In the photo frame, the beautiful smile of the woman is like a hammer, which directly knocks into her brain and makes her feel happy.

"Are you ok?" Xu jingnian reached out to help her. She pushed her hand away and went straight out.

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Zhang Ailing said that the road to a woman's soul is Yin.

On the busy street, the bustling street, the dense flow of people from her side, such as snowflake like camera.

Accidentally knocked on the ground, knee knock on the ground also don't feel pain, self-care to get up and go forward.

After a bath center just opened, she saw her haggard appearance on the glass at the door. The vicissitudes of life were so pale that she couldn't see the blood color. Is it really her?

The landlady who opened the door looked at her in surprise and asked, "are you OK, miss?"

She shook her head: "is it open? Can I have a bath? "

"Yes, yes." The landlady welcomed her in, thinking that she had suffered some inhuman experience, and asked if she wanted to call the police.

She said nothing.

Standing in the hot water, the water temperature is very high, almost take off a layer of skin, almost heat fainted, the landlady is not at ease to come in to check, she just give up.

The skin is red, several places are broken, bleeding, wrinkled, more and more ugly.

She always felt that it was not clean, but the landlady would not let her wash it, so she had to give up. When I had to pay, I found that I didn't have a wallet. I couldn't find a cent all over my body. I don't know where the mobile phone is.

The landlady was afraid that she would not accept her money.

She left a phone and insisted that she would send the money back. It was frightening to see the walking corpse.

Don't know how to come back, the water of the soul seems to be drained, she just want to close the curtain, sleep deeply, never wake up.

*****

when you open the door and see an extraordinary man sitting on the sofa quietly reading the newspaper, the key in your hand falls to the ground.

Feng Jingmo came back without warning.

She wanted to open her mouth, but she found that her voice was so dry that she couldn't say a word. After a dull monosyllabic, she became dumb.

Feng Jingmo looked back, against the brilliance, and his black eyes were full of brilliance. After seeing song ruochu's white and blue face, he quickly put down the newspaper and took her hand to embrace her: "ruochu, where have you been? What happened? Why don't you answer my phone?"

Fortunately, she took a bath first, otherwise, how to explain the disaster.

She hid in his arms, smelling the fresh and clean sunshine on him, and forced back her tears: "I'm so tired, can you sleep first and then explain?"

"Good." He didn't force her. Without saying a word, he picked her up and went to the bedroom to take care of the peerless baby. He usually put her on the bed and laid her down. He put her head on her arm and helped her adjust a comfortable position. He gave her a kiss on her forehead and said, "darling, go to sleep."

She closed her eyes and fell asleep.

When she fell asleep, Feng Jingmo stroked the corner of her dry eye with one hand, took out her mobile phone with the other hand, and was ready to let Lao Zhong check what happened last night. But unexpectedly, she remembered that she once said, Mr. Feng, since we are husband and wife, should we trust each other? I believe you. Do you believe me?

So he gave up.

Husband and wife. The weight of these two words is very heavy and the connotation is very profound. Fengjingmo doesn't want to destroy the beauty.

Song ruochu had a very long and lengthy dream. She couldn't even scream in the darkness of the dream. Finally, she was forced to accept it.

When I wake up, I am still in Feng Jingmo's arms. His handsome smile is magnified in front of her eyes. His slender fingers shuttle between her soft hair. The steady Xiang bore is like a mountain to shelter her from the wind and rain.She gradually showed a smile in her eyes. It would be a beautiful thing if she could be so quiet all the time.

"Hi, Mr. Feng, thank you for your arm. Now let it go out." She moved her body so that his stiff arm could be pulled out.

He had been keeping such a posture and sleeping with her for so long.

Feng Jingmo moved a little. She got up and knelt on the bed. "I'll press it for you."

After a few presses, my stomach suddenly gives out a sulky grunt, which is very clear.

Her face turned red, so her hands pressed harder. Feng Jingmo suddenly pressed her hand and said with a smile, "how can I press it so boring? It turns out that I'm hungry and have no strength. Let's go. I'll take you to dinner first, and then I'll press it when I come back in the evening!"

The hint in his words was strong, and she wanted to pretend that she didn't understand, but the blushing ears still betrayed her. However, as soon as she stood up, her painful lower body reminded her of last night's unbearable situation, and her face was as white as paper.

Fortunately, Feng Jingmo got up to change her clothes and didn't find her strange.

Today is really a day to be happy and celebrate.

Feng Jingmo asked Lao Zhong to send Feng Yanxi and Feng Yiyi. I haven't seen them for so many days. Song Ruochuan's eyes turned red as soon as he saw them. He was so excited.

Feng Yi also held her neck tightly and kept calling for her mother. I miss you so much.

Song ruochu nodded and kissed her white face: "mom wants to kill you, too. Kiss more."

Feng Jingmo picked up Feng Yanxi, so she stood on tiptoe to seal Yanxi. As a result, Feng Yanxi's resistance was aroused: "it's so dirty, my face is full of saliva, and women are like this. They always cry, hum." He has the appearance of a little adult. Seeing that Feng Jingmo and song ruochu are so happy, he still pretends to be reserved.

Feng Jingmo laughed and praised him: "it's really the wind of being a father."

Therefore, a family can't live without children. Children can add laughter to the family. They are also the best lubricant between husband and wife. Although Feng Yanxi dislikes them, song ruochu is still very happy to see such a lovely pair of women.

The husband is handsome and the child is beautiful. They hold a small one. When the family goes out, it makes people envious.

Standing with them, song ruochu felt that he was a poor man. No matter her appearance or temperament, Feng Jingmo is superior and outstanding. She always seems to be out of harmony with them.

"Mom, what are you thinking? Why don't you eat?" Sitting in a western restaurant with good atmosphere and delicious food, song ruochu looks at Feng Jingmo, who is sitting in front of him and two children who are just as young and have gentlemanly temperament. He is so absorbed that he even forgets to hold a knife and fork in his hand.

Feng Yiyi called to pull back her free, even, she laughed, continued the action on her hand, cutting the well cooked steak: "look at you eating, suddenly feel very happy, good, hurry to eat."

"Oh, mom, I feel very happy, too. I'm happiest with you, dad and brother." Feng Yitian narrowed his eyes and looked around at the crowd. Feng Jingmo put the steak in his plate in front of her

Feng Yanxi was cool, but he was generous enough to give her some of his own fish sauce. So Feng Yanxi stared at the cheese in Song ruo's first plate again.

This girl ah, is the intention is not, song ruochu smile Mo her head: "can only eat a little."

Feng Yi easily became a big winner in life.

Feng Jingmo moved song ruochu's dinner plate.

Very cooked beef, also had to song ruochu this kind of person can order.

It's only seven to eight, or even five. She wants it well done. But you can imagine how old it turned out. It's hard to cut a knife and fork that is not sharp. The beef is pockmarked. How can it be.

Feng Jingmo's elegant knife rises and falls, and the old beef can't be any more old is perfectly cut into flower shape. He smiles and shakes his head, and gives the dish back to her: "are you sure you can really bite it?"

"Well done, at least." Looking at the half cooked and bloodshot beef in fengjingmo's plate, she really had no appetite. Moreover, she said, "I don't like beef very much. I ordered shredded chicken. I'll have that later."

Last time, between the beef belly rice and the chicken leg rice, the reason why she chose the beef belly rice was that the chicken leg looked really bad that day. In fact, the chicken was her favorite.

Waiting for the gap, she asked Feng Jingmo what the following arrangements, Feng Jingmo said to go to the cinema.

She had no opinion, but she clapped her hands happily: "OK, Dad, I'm going to see it, OK." The cinema's latest two cartoons, one.

So Feng Yanxi said, "no, I want to see it."

"I want to see it!" Feng Yi's voice was not so loud, but he didn't give up.

Feng Yanxi said, "look!"

Feng Yi's beautiful eyes began to accumulate steam. He had no appetite for food. He looked pitifully at Song ruochu: "Mom, I want to see, Dad..."Song Ruochu's tears to the seals were the most helpless. He make complaints about each other: "every time I cry, do you think I won't cry?"

As soon as he said this, the beautiful golden beans fell from the cover one by one. It was really pitiful.

Song ruochu helps her wipe her tears, and asks Feng Jingmo for help. Feng Jingmo smiles. He first pats Feng Yiyi's head, and then says to Feng Yanxi, "Yanxi, your brother should be humble to your sister most of the time, but we don't let you be humble without principle, so Dad will satisfy you, OK?"

"Really?" Feng Yanxi looks at him reluctantly at the beginning and looks at him suspiciously at last.

"Well," Feng Jingmo called the waiter to buy the order, picked up Feng Yanxi and Feng Yiyi, and took song ruochu out.

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as a result, when he came to one of the tables, one stood up and looked at him in surprise: "Mr. Feng, is that you?"

Feng Jingmo is comforting Feng Yi, so the corner of his mouth is still with a slight smile. When he hears the voice, he looks at the man, who turns out to be Zheng Zhiyuan.

And the person sitting opposite Zheng Zhiyuan makes song ruochu angry and nervous.

her smile is stiff in the corner of her mouth, and her fingers are unconsciously squeezed into the palm of Bai Nen's hand, and her face suddenly turns pale.

I met Rong Mingyuan again.

Zheng Zhiyuan saw Feng Jingmo clearly. He was so excited that he immediately stood up and shook hands with Feng Jingmo: "Mr. Feng, it's really you. You heard that you didn't believe it when you came to China. I didn't expect to meet you here. It's really a pleasure to meet you."

Feng Jingmo has no hands, but he said with a smile: "it's general manager Zheng. It's a bit of a coincidence, but it's not convenient today. I'm going to go to the cinema with my wife and children. Let's make an appointment another day. Excuse me." He didn't even look at Rong Mingyuan, so he took two children and called song ruochu to leave.

Zheng Zhiyuan is very sorry. He shakes his head and sits down. His face is full of excitement and pity. His expression is more difficult to understand than fifty thousand.

And Rong Mingyuan finally believes what Jiang Yihan once said to him.

She said that Feng Yanxi and Mr. Feng look exactly the same. Now, it's true that they are father and son.

As for the woman who followed him, he was really full of apologies, especially for Su ran.

That night, it was mo Qianyu's fault, but in the end, song ruochu suffered such a disaster. At the same time, his body was also greatly injured, and his hearing was slightly damaged. This is something that can never be reversed. Zheng Zhiyuan's strange performance made him more curious about Mr. Feng: "Mr. Zheng, is that Mr. Feng you mentioned just now? Don't you say he never leaves Paris easily? What's going on now

Zheng Zhiyuan drank a mouthful of red wine to suppress the excitement: "you haven't been to Paris, maybe you really don't know what amazing power Mr. Feng has in Paris or even France. He controls most of the economic lifeline of Paris, and there are many factories in China. It's thanks to him that I can have today's strength."