Chapter 1875

The seventh day of summer smiles and nods. When the car arrives at the apron, Feng Xun's plane is already waiting. Feng Xun holds the hand of the seventh day of summer and is planning to get on the plane together. A car suddenly comes at a high speed, alerting several bodyguards.

Xia Chuqi and Feng Xun also looked back. They saw the door open, and Laixi got out of the car with a paper bag in his hand and yelled to Xia Chuqi, "Miss Xia, wait a minute."

"Lacey, what are you doing here?" In the early summer of the seventh day, she raises her eyebrows suspiciously and sees that Laixi comes over. She nods to Jiashan and others, indicating that they don't have to stop Laixi.

But the bodyguards Jiashan and Kerry dare not relax their vigilance. They stare at Laixi to prevent Laixi from taking any weapons against Feng Shao and his wife.

"Miss Xia, I bought these things together with Miss Xia before, but later they were put in the holiday house. Today Miss Xia left, so I went back to deliver them to Miss Xia specially... Fortunately, I caught up with her!"

Speaking of this, Lacey showed a happy smile, handed the paper bag in her hand to the seventh day of the summer, and said in a low voice, "it's our boss's farewell gift to Miss Xia!"

At the beginning of summer, she was stunned. She took the paper bag and took a look at it. She found that it contained all the handicrafts that she and Lacey had chosen when they were visiting the handicraft shop. At the beginning, it was out of goodwill that Pedro bought a lot of the old lady's handicrafts with the money he gave.

But she didn't expect that Lacey would specially send these handicrafts. After a moment of surprise, she noticed Feng Xun's displeasure on one side. She apologized to Lacey and said, "Lacey, thank you for your kindness, but I don't think these handicrafts are important to me. Pedro and I have nothing to do with each other, and these are all bought with his money, So I can't take it... "

"But Miss Xia, our boss won't take back these handicrafts. If Miss Xia doesn't want them, they will have to be thrown away or burned. I think it's a pity!"

Lacey whispered a word of advice. Seeing that the seventh day of the summer still didn't seem willing to accept it, she said, "Miss Xia, you'd better take these handicrafts for your own sake

"Why don't you take it back to the old Aboriginal woman?" The seventh day of the summer asked tentatively.

Lacey shook her head and said with a bitter smile, "if you return it, the old lady will return the money..."

The seventh day of the summer also felt that this was not very good. It seemed that he supported the old native shopkeeper in vain. With a low sigh, he accepted such a bag of handicrafts and said with a smile to Feng Xun: "forget it, it's better to come out on holiday and bring some souvenirs back."

Feng Xun doesn't object this time. He just winks at Jiashan, the bodyguard. Jiashan takes out a wallet, takes out a pile of banknotes from it, and then takes Laixi's hand and puts it in her palm.

"You are..." Laixi was confused by the sudden money and looked at Xia Qiqi and Feng Xun.

"My wife shouldn't let other men pay for things. The money is the cost of shopping!" Feng Xun said in a light tone, and could not let Laixi refuse the bills, so he took Xia's hand and got on the plane.

Laixi has no time to return the money, so he can only watch Feng Xun's men all get on the plane.

She was trying to catch up with her, but the cabin door closed in front of her soon, and Lacey could only be forced to retreat by the airflow. She raised her head and took off the plane not far away from her. She looked down at the money in her hand and could not help sighing for her boss.

As a matter of fact, it's her own opinion to give these souvenirs to Miss Xia, but the boss didn't stop it. Maybe the boss also hopes to leave the things he paid for as a souvenir to Miss Xia, which is her last wish. However, Feng Xun always refuses to give this only chance!

Although the sentence "his wife doesn't need other men to pay for his money" is strong, it also touches her. Although she knows that the eldest brother and Feng Xun are enemies, she, as a bystander, admires the feelings between Feng Xun and the seventh day of the summer in her heart, and never gets into the exclusive desire of a third person!

Lacey looked up and saw that the plane had risen into the blue sky. Subconsciously, she waved goodbye. Then she went back to the car and drove back to the boss.

After getting on the plane on the seventh day of the summer, he lowered his head and looked at the scenery below through the window. It seemed that Laixi's car took a long time to leave. Then he withdrew his eyes and sighed.

Feng Xun handed her a glass of juice, gently stroked the back of her hand and asked in a soft voice: "what's the good sigh? Are you willing to leave

On the seventh day of the summer, when he heard the slight vinegar in his words, he could not help shaking his head. He took a sip of this glass of juice and answered, "do you think I had a good time in Pedro's resort, so that I would remember it?"

There was a little anger in her eyes. Feng Xun chuckled and said in a low voice: "I'm sorry, little girl. I choose to cooperate with Pedro and let him take you away for a while, but I don't know that you will return to the scene, witness the explosion, and even less know that you will experience a near collapse..."

If Xia had known all this before on the seventh day of the lunar new year, he might have been blamed and scolded. After these days, he had figured out a lot.

After experiencing great sadness and joy, she had only one idea in her heart, that is, he must live safely!

"Feng Xun, in fact, I thought before that if everything was false, if you came to contact me after the second day of the explosion, I would scold you. But I didn't wait until now. I experienced sadness, anger, despair, and even saw it on the news that there was no life left..."

In fact, the seventh day of the summer is not willing to look back on those feelings. Speaking of these, her voice is still shaking. Seeing this, Feng Xun holds her hand tightly.

"Later, Pedro thought that I would go on a hunger strike and chose to die with you. He warned me with his children. I figured it out and firmly believed that I would do anything as long as you could survive!"

On the seventh day of the summer, he said with a low sigh and a smile of self mockery on his lips: "it was at that time that I realized that life was too fragile. We can't risk our limited life because we still have many things to do together. We all experienced the feeling of losing our family in childhood, so we should strive to live for ourselves and our children."

"Little girl..." Feng Xun took her into his arms, lowered his head and gave her a close kiss on her face. He sighed in a low voice: "I promise you that it won't happen again, and you won't worry, fear and despair for me any more..."