Chapter 42

Hao Shuqin patted Cheng Xinyue on the shoulder and comforted her: "don't worry first. Mom has a way. Now that you know that closing the house is not so terrible, now you broke up with the man before. We can ask Cheng ran to help."

Cheng Xinyue hasn't responded yet: "Cheng ran, what can she help? You didn't see her attitude just now."

"Feng family doesn't only have Feng moye's son, but also has a doctor Feng Changdong. Although it's really not comparable to Feng moye, if you can give birth to a son to Feng family in the future, you will have a different status from Cheng ran."

Hearing what Hao Shuqin said, Cheng Xinyue also had some ideas, and her anger gradually dissipated.

"What if Cheng ran doesn't help us?"

"If she dares not to help, you will do something to Feng moye. If something really happens at that time, she won't want to stay out of it."

Hao Shuqin is going to fight hard this time. If they can succeed, the Cheng family will soar to the sky. It's not a word to drive the wild girl out of the house when Cheng Xinyue is dominant.

Cheng Xinyue's eyes gathered a beam of light again: "that's what we'll do. When I get married to Feng's house, will there be her Cheng Ran's good fruit to eat?"

Dare to be arrogant in front of her and don't see if you deserve it.

Cheng ran and Feng moye went out of the meeting. She asked.

"Why are you leaving just now?"

Feng moye glanced at her lightly: "do you want to continue looking at the women here? Wait for them to set you up again."

He just asked Che Jin to check. He knew that Cheng ran was helpless on the stage. Originally, Cheng Xinyue's mother and daughter wanted to make a fool of Cheng ran. After all, everyone knows a girl from the countryside who doesn't even know the most common musical instrument knowledge than the piano.

If you really screw up, you will not only lose your face, but also be criticized by President Wang, saying that Cheng ran ruined his party. After all, today's guests are high-end people.

However, it was indeed expected by Hao Shuqin and Cheng Xinyue that Cheng ran could not play the piano, but she could dance. About this dance, Feng moye decided to go back and ask questions.

How many unique skills did he have to show his little wife.

Cheng ran had no surprise or resentment on her face.

"I knew from seeing them that it would not be so simple today. Fortunately, I was only allowed to perform the show and didn't let me do anything else. Besides, I didn't escape. You just helped me blow their beard and stare. Look at my stepmother's face. It's green and white."

At the thought of this, Cheng ran couldn't help laughing. Before, due to the immature time, it was hard to be positive with Hao Shuqin.

In fact, even if Feng moye doesn't help herself out today, she will never let Hao Shuqin and them go easily. If it weren't for them, she should have stayed at Cheng's house with grandma. Now everything Cheng Xinyue got should be hers.

Grandma left the Cheng family for her. Without grandma, she wouldn't be what she is now.

Feng moye noticed that her gentle face climbed up to the cold in an instant, and her eyes were mixed with sharp eyes that didn't belong to her age.

Why is she only in her twenties, but she has this calm, as if she had experienced thousands of sails.

It can't be pretended.

After returning to Feng's house, Cheng ran takes Feng moye to his room. She goes downstairs to get him medicine and then looks at his legs.

As a result, I was busy and forgot. Before I had time to change my clothes, I was suddenly stopped by Feng Yanfei when I was going upstairs with medicine in my hand.

"Hey, who are you? You dare to steal from our house!"

Cheng ran looked back and Feng Yanfei was stunned on the spot. The shocked expression was like a freeze frame, and he couldn't even blink.

Good film engraved Fengyan Feicai reluctantly pulled back his thoughts, and his words were still stuttering.

"You... Are you the Hick?"

Cheng ran calmly picked Xiumei: "what's the problem?"

Feng Yanfei immediately felt a little funny, even dreaming: "how can you be Cheng ran? Cheng Ran is not black and has a lot of spots on her face, and then she still..."

"Also wear black framed eyes and thick bangs, right?" Seeing that she had a hard time talking, Cheng ran simply helped her say the rest.

Feng Yanfei nodded: "yes."

This is the village girl. The woman in front of her is so graceful and beautiful.

She could hardly compare the fairy in front of her with the country girl a few days ago. There was no comparison. These were two people at all.

Cheng Ran is quite satisfied. Seeing Feng Yanfei's dull expression now, he looks a bit like a mentally retarded.

She smiled and was in high spirits between her eyebrows and eyes.

"Before, I just wanted to see what kind of people you closed your house, but it seems like what I expected. They are ordinary people who judge people by their appearance."

Now that she showed her true face, Feng Yanfei was stupid and no longer aggressive, ridiculed and ironic.

Feng Yanfei can't slow down under Cheng Ran's change, but Cheng ran doesn't intend to play with her anymore.

"I have to cure your brother's legs. Let's go first."

Cheng ran took the medicine bag and walked towards the room with his skirt in the other hand. Feng Yanfei didn't slow down until the door of the room was closed.

I'll go. Is this... Is this still the black steamed stuffed bun? It's like a different person. What's the matter? Does the girl think she's playing role-playing?

If you were someone else, you would show your best side. At least you wouldn't be laughed at by them. It's good for this girl. She made herself ugly first, and now she brought her fairy down to earth to stimulate herself to be less beautiful than her, right?

However, it seems that she is really beautiful. Now if she only looks at her appearance, she and her brother really deserve it. They stand together, a living golden girl.

Cheng ran returns to his room. Feng moye has just finished calling Che Jin and sees Cheng ran come in.

"Why so long?"

"I'm entangled by your sister." Cheng ran takes out the clothes he usually wears in the wardrobe and is ready to zip up. Feng moye says.

"Come here and I'll pull it for you."

"No." She practices dancing and Taekwondo, which is softer than normal bones. Pulling a chain is a piece of cake for her.

Feng moye looked at her and pulled the zipper down. He suddenly felt that his words were superfluous.

Naturally, Cheng ran will not take off her skirt in front of Feng moye. She takes the skirt to the bathroom, takes it off, puts on her clothes, and comes out. Feng moye sees her crumpled dress together, and her eyes twitch. She can't help laughing.

"Do you know how much this skirt costs?"

"I don't know." Cheng ran shook her head and hung the dress in the wardrobe again. She didn't feel reluctant to give up the dress all the way.

Feng moye wondered whether the girl really didn't know the price of the skirt or didn't have any interest in these luxuries?

"This dress is a famous Italian designer. It's the only one in the world." Feng moye decides to let her know the price of the skirt.

It was not easy for him to get it. Originally, there was a goose yellow, which was easier, but he didn't know that his little wife was so beautiful at that time. Otherwise, her skin was white. If she wore that, she would look better.

Cheng Ran's reaction once again disappoints Feng moye.

"I know. I've heard of it."

Feng moye's lips tightened: "then you're not careful."

This woman, knowingly.

"It's just a skirt. I heard that when your rich families attend a banquet, they can only wear the dress once. Now this skirt is just a decoration for me. I can't wear it at ordinary times and can't wear it at a banquet."

Cheng ran looked indifferent, as if others had put gold and silver in front of her, and she could remain unmoved.

Feng moye helplessly helps his forehead. He is married to a treasure daughter-in-law. His thinking is different from that of ordinary people. He always likes to make him something new.

Well, since it's all given to her, how to deal with it is her own business.

"Do you want to tie it today?"

"Well, take another medicine bath and massage by the way."

She specially communicated with senior doctors abroad and found that Feng moye's leg was not incurable, but she didn't find the right way. At least he had felt conscious in front of him, which proved to be useful.

The doctors over there are also very concerned about Feng moye. After all, there are few cases in which paralysis can be cured by traditional Chinese medicine.

Feng moye picks his eyebrows, and the bottom of his eyes is depressed.

"New items added?"

Cheng ran just took out his things. Hearing his tone, he couldn't help feeling a little funny.

"Why do I think you still enjoy it?"

When he first saw Feng moye, his room was dark and there was no light. It was enough to see that this man had lost interest in life. Now, even if his legs had not fully recovered, his mental outlook had already recovered.

Feng moye's lips stir up a charming smile. Cheng Ran has seen many men, but there are really few best products like him.

With such a smile, Cheng ran felt her heart beat faster.

But later, Cheng ran got goose bumps all over.

He said, "my wife doesn't take good care of me."

Although it sounds warm, Cheng Ran is not used to it.

She raised her hand: "stop, we show love outside. It's all acting. There's no one else here. Don't pretend."

"Then you can't deny it. It's my wife now." He also played a rogue.

Cheng ran looked at his arrogant face as if he really had nothing to do with him.

It doesn't matter. Just ignore it.

She pricked Feng moye and helped him take a bath. After a series of things, the sweat on Cheng Ran's forehead came out, and the light came down, making her skin crystal clear.

This is her original skin color.

Cheng ran grabs the bathtub and gets ready to get up, but Feng moye suddenly grabs her wrist.

She raised her eyes suspiciously and suddenly bumped into his deep eyes. Her heart missed a beat.

"You... What's the matter with you?"

"Wife, do you still have something to hide from me, such as what else you will order?"

Feng moye's words are meaningful, especially his eyes are focused on Cheng ran, even if there is a slight expression on her face.

Cheng Ran's heart is beating drums and even a little flustered, but in the face of Feng moye's exploratory eyes, she's still afraid that she won't be able to reveal her emotions.

It's probably that he is too amazing today, which makes him feel like a country girl. In addition, she has exposed some of her skills before. It's strange that Feng moye doesn't doubt it.

The distance between the two people is a little close, and the heat in the bathroom is diffuse. From this point of view, Cheng ran can see feng moye's sliding Adam's apple, pulled into beautiful lines, with a hot smell of men, sweeping the world towards her.

Cheng Ran's heart was so nervous that he was about to jump out of his throat. His cheeks rose with a touch of crimson. He looked cute.

Feng moye slowly approaches her, his lips close to her ears, and his voice is low and dumb.

"Can you kiss?"