He overestimated the woman's conscience.

She could not even give up her own flesh and blood.

So he left the mess to him and ran away.

In the past seven months, he served her with all his heart and soul, and in return he got such a reward.

It's incredible to think about it.

What kind of woman is she?

However, Rao complained repeatedly, or was angry, and could not change any facts.

Huarong ran away. Within an hour after she gave birth to the child, Huarong left the child and ran away with him.

He didn't even look back.

He even suspected that it was a good idea she had made from the beginning.

Three days later, Feng Jin came home with the twins.

as like as two peas, two brother is the same as the child. The difference is that his brother's eyes are inherited from his mother's tear lice. He has asked two children to register in their own name and raise them as their own children.

Three months later, he took Fengge and Fengsheng back to Liangcheng, holding two children to the Feng family.

Xu is that these two children are too similar to Huarong, and no one doubts the blood relationship between the two children and him. Fengjin's mood is a little complicated.

He wanted to live after Huarong had two children, but there was no such kind of life.

He even thought that Huarong would take the two children away, and he was not qualified to speak. However, she left alone and threw two oil tankers to him.

I don't know if she is too heartless or too heartless.

When she left, she didn't even feed a mouthful of milk.

*

three years later. London.

"Daddy, I'm going to wear a princess dress today." Only three years old, xiaofengsheng has learned to stink.

Feng Jin looked out of the window at the weather, London's summer feeling is not as warm as the domestic, yesterday just rained, the morning air is moist and cold, with a trace of cold.

"Tomorrow." Feng Jin refused and picked up a warm skirt to put on xiaofengsheng.

On the other side, xiaofengge has been dressed up under the care of the nanny.

Small suit children's wear, wear very handsome, foil xiaofengge that round steamed stuffed bun face is full of a bit of heroic.

"Wow..." Xiaofengsheng looked at his brother drooling, "Feng song is so handsome."

Xiaofengge was a child of Chen Zhuangzhuang. When she heard Fengsheng's praise, she did not move. She glanced at Fengsheng elegantly, then reached out her hand and asked the nanny to hold him out of bed.

"Daddy, Fengsheng also wants to wear a princess skirt." Xiaofeng Sheng Du mouth, not happy, "clearly so match!"

"Tomorrow, it's too cold today." Fengjin reaches out to pick up xiaofengsheng and takes her downstairs for breakfast.

After breakfast, it was already 9:30. Fengjin took a look at the time and asked the servants to push the two babies out for a stroll.

Until Fu Tingyuan called him.

"Huarong is in London. Would you like to come and have a look?"

……

I don't know what I feel at that time.

He knew that he would meet Huarong again sooner or later.

He will find her sooner or later.

So he didn't ask anyone to help him find her. With a kind of paranoia and obstinacy, he wanted to find her in person.

He couldn't explain why this kind of self abuse psychology was just as meaningful as it was.

Huarong is in London. Should he go to her?

In the rational thinking between the answer, the body has been unable to withstand three years of loneliness, rapid response.

He drove to the western restaurant that Fu Tingyuan had agreed with him. He walked in low-key and saw Huarong and Fu Tingyuan sitting at a table near the window chatting.