Chapter 500

"Feng Xun, what are you stopping me from doing? Since my Father accepts you, he should not treat you as a guest any more!" At the beginning of summer, seven curled their lips and said with some depression.

"It's late now. Let's talk about it tomorrow." Feng Xun gently patted her on the shoulder. Seeing that she still wanted to argue, he winked at her.

"All right!" On the seventh day of the summer, he still showed a discontented expression and said to the housekeeper Chen Bo, "Chen Bo, please!"

"Don't worry, Miss seven. Everything in the guest room is ready. Mr. Feng will live comfortably." Housekeeper Chen Bo makes a "please" action. Feng Xun nods politely and leaves with housekeeper Chen Bo.

In the seventh day of the summer, he silently looks at Feng Xun's leaving figure. He doesn't rush back to his bedroom. He looks up at the housekeeper Chen Bo and leads Feng Xun to a quiet room at the end of the room. His lips rise slightly.

Fortunately, the guest room arranged by Chen Bo is on the same floor as her bedroom, and it's not too far away. Even if her father doesn't let Feng Xun stay in her room, she can still slip to Feng Xun's guest room by herself!

On the seventh day of the summer, I made up my mind to go back to my bedroom, took a hot bath in a hurry, put on my home clothes, and was wiping the water on my hair with a towel when I heard a knock on the door.

"Come in, the door is unlocked!"

At the beginning of summer, seven words fell, the door was gently pushed open, and Feng Xun's figure appeared in front of her.

"Why are you here?" Seeing Feng Xun coming so soon on the seventh day of the summer, he stood up and asked anxiously, "didn't Uncle Chen find out?"

"No, he has gone to sleep..." Feng Xun shakes his head and smiles. Seeing that her hair is still wet, he takes the towel in her hand and says softly, "I'll come!"

At the beginning of summer, he nodded at seven o'clock and sat in front of the dresser, letting Feng Xun wipe his hair while whispering: "I didn't expect that my father would accept you, but let Chen Bo arrange a guest room for you. I don't know what he thought. Are you afraid that we should live together before marriage?"

"Maybe he does have this worry. After all, in his mind, we are just lovers, not engaged yet!" Feng Xun said with a light smile that he didn't care much about Xia Fu's arrangement.

"We are all legal husband and wife..." at the beginning of summer, seven curled his lips, fiddled with the skin care products on the dresser, smeared some, looked at his bare fingers and sighed: "if it wasn't for fear of scaring my father, I wouldn't take the ring off!"

"Bear with it, I believe your father will soon agree to our marriage!" Feng Xun lowered his head and kissed her cheek. He whispered in her ear, "the wedding in Hawaii was too hasty before. I will hold a grand wedding for you with your father's consent."

"In fact, I don't care much about those ceremonies..." at the beginning of the summer, he turned his head and said with a smile, "but if Uncle Feng could also come and witness our wedding, it would be good!"

"I'll send more men to find him!" Feng Xun put a wisp of her hair behind her head and comforted her with a low smile: "I won't let our wedding leave any regrets!"

At the beginning of summer, he nodded at seven and answered with a smile. After wiping the face cream, he stared at himself in the dressing mirror, stroked the faint trace on his face, and said in a low voice: "fortunately, only my elder brother found this trace on my face, but my father didn't, otherwise he would question me again..."

When she said this, she suddenly remembered the ointment that doctor Jack had prescribed to herself before, and quickly stood up and said, "I have to continue to wipe that ointment. I hope I can get rid of the traces as soon as possible!"

Feng Xun shakes his head in a funny way and hangs the towel on one side. He is going to accompany her to find the ointment. The light from the corner of his eye suddenly sweeps to her bedside table and suddenly becomes stiff.

Placed on the bedside table, it is a group photo, which is installed in an exquisite classical frame. The woman in the group photo has a picturesque face and a gentle temperament. She is standing with a three-year-old girl in her arms.

Feng Xun frowned slightly, strode to her bedside table, picked up the classic photo frame, carefully looked at the two people in the group photo, without saying a word, but the hand holding the photo frame unconsciously increased strength.

"Finally found..." the seventh day of the summer happily picked up the small bottle of ointment, opened it and put it on the dressing mirror, while saying to Feng Xun: "Jack said that he should apply it for another week, so that he could not see the scar completely..."

When she finished saying this, she couldn't wait for Feng Xun's reply. She called doubtfully, "Feng Xun? Feng Xun? Do you hear me

The seventh day of the summer called Feng Xun several times, but he couldn't wait for his answer. He simply put down the ointment and turned to look around. He saw Feng Xun standing by his bed, holding the familiar picture in silence. He couldn't help walking up to him, patting his arm and laughing: "you're looking at this one. I just called you a few times, why don't you answer?"

Feng Xun seems to react suddenly from his short absence, but his eyes still stay on this picture and asks in a low voice: "this picture is..."

"The beauty in this picture is not my mother!" Pointing to the gentle and beautiful woman in the photo, Xia Chuqi said with a smile to Feng Xun, "she's very beautiful, isn't she? It's said that my mother often has young men after her marriage... "

Feng Xun nodded silently and said in a quiet tone: "it's her..."

"What did you say?" On the seventh day of the summer, he did not hear his sigh clearly. He asked suspiciously, "look at your expression, have you ever seen my mother?"

Feng Xun didn't answer. Instead, he pointed to the little girl in the photo and asked hesitantly, "the little girl she's holding..."

"Of course it's me!" Early summer seven shrugged and said with self mockery, "does it look a little silly? In fact, I don't know when I took such a picture with my mother when I was a child, but I found this picture one day when I helped my father to sort out things, so I put a picture frame on the head of the bed, so that I could see it before I went to bed every day! "

When she said that, a bitter smile rose from the corner of her lips: "I just hope that when I put this picture at the head of the bed, my mother can often come to see me in my dream when I sleep!"

Her eyes turned red unconsciously, and her voice choked. Feng Xun held out one hand and held her in his arms. The other hand held the photo frame tightly and refused to let it go. There was a huge wave in his heart.

It turned out that the woman he had been grateful for and felt guilty was the little girl's mother!

It turned out that the little girl with sugar to eat for him was his little girl!