Chapter 332

Feng Ming's pupil shrinks, "make it clear!"

His voice was so loud that he startled Shen Yan when he just lay down. "What are you doing so loudly? Who are you scaring?"

Feng Ming took his cell phone to the balcony. He didn't know what Feng Jing said at the other end of the phone. His face became darker and darker. Finally, it was so gloomy that he could drip water.

"Don't tell anyone, especially your mother. I'll stay with her until she finishes the play."

Feng Jing is also helpless at the other end.

This time, more than ever, he wished he didn't have the ability to predict, so the pictures he dreamed of would never come true.

Huo came over with tea. Seeing his frown, he couldn't help comforting him: "don't be afraid, my mother will be fine with my father and some younger brothers."

Feng Jing sighed and hugged her. "I hope so."

Huo Congyu is three months pregnant, but she doesn't see it because she usually exercises.

She hugged his waist for a while and said, "go to the capital. Instead of worrying here, go to the capital with them."

"What are you talking about? What will you do if I go to the capital?"

"I can go home and live. Don't you worry about my parents taking care of me? You'll come back after you're busy. Maybe the baby will somersault in his stomach. "

Feng Jing chuckled, "it's true."

Huo Congyu said happily, "did you promise? Then I'll pack up for you. "

Feng Jing hugged her and didn't move. "He didn't promise. I said, "no matter what, I will be by your side."

What Feng Jing didn't say was that he also saw the future of his language with Huo Cong.

What he saw was that he left Huo Congyu and went to the capital. When he came back, he and Huo Congyu's children were gone.

Even if he doesn't know what caused the loss of the child, now that he knows it, he will always be with her and won't let her face those things alone.

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It's two days before Shen Yan kills.

These days, Feng Ming almost followed her step by step. Even when she was filming, his sight was glued to her.

A high-quality man suddenly appeared in the crew. Not only the actors were interested in him, but also the director came to him several times and asked him if he intended to develop in the entertainment industry.

At this time, Shen Yan laughs at him with schadenfreude.

Feng Ming always looked at her expressionless and let her laugh. When she laughed enough, he continued to follow her.

Shen Yan doesn't care. It doesn't feel too good to have another bodyguard and assistant.

But Xu huaiman had a hard time.

Several times when Feng Ming was alone, Xu huaiman brazenly went forward to chat up, and almost all of them were ruthlessly rejected.

She even saw LAN Ziling sneak close to Feng Ming. Although the result was not much worse than her, she was as disgusting as eating flies.

That day, Shen Yan was filming, and Feng Ming sat in the rest area as usual.

Xu huaiman was almost angry.

That's Fengming, the son of qingluan. He followed a woman so recklessly that he was willing to be her green leaf.

Shen Yan, why can she get all his favor?

Thinking about it, she took a cup of coffee she had just bought and walked towards Fengming.

"Mr. Feng, it's very cold. Would you like a cup of hot coffee to warm your stomach?"

Feng Ming frowned and raised his eyes. The bottom of his eyes flashed a look of disgust: "can you drink anything that passes through your hand?"