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In order to start over with Mu Qinghuan, Feng Cheng had personally taken care of Lan Fei'er!

Meeting three years later, Feng Cheng had always been waiting, waiting for Mu Qinghuan to ask him about his relationship with Lan Fei'er.

However, Mu Qinghuan acted indifferently, as if she wanted to give up on him!

He, Feng Cheng, was so high up, so arrogant, and so high up, how could he easily compromise with a woman?

But after personally witnessing the pain of a woman giving birth, Feng Cheng believed that if he continued to court death like this, Mu Qinghuan would really not let him go.

It had never occurred to him to give up this woman, to give up the child's mother.

He had given up before because he wanted to face it now.

It's just that my heart has been broken, can I still continue to love?

Could Mu Qinghuan still continue to love?

Would she be able to accept him again?

Feng Cheng didn't have the slightest bit of confidence.

When she left, she did not say a word. No one would reveal what had happened to her over the past three years, not even to anyone.

It was as if she wanted to show that her past three years were empty for everyone. She didn't want anyone to see through her.

Who said that it was only him, Feng Xin?

Mu Qinghuan was even more ruthless. She had already firmly sealed her heart, preventing anyone from entering!

After stopping the car at the apartment building, Feng Cheng thought to himself that he shouldn't force Mu Qinghuan to accept it for the time being. Maybe he should try to change it.

When he used it to open the door, Feng Cheng gently reached out and pushed it open.

Sensing that it was quiet, Feng Cheng could not help but sigh.

There were no other men.

After Mu Qinghuan just returned, even though sshe had been living in the Lan Family, he would frequently stay at the apartment.

If she had a man, then she would be able to find clues in the apartment.

Closing the door, Feng Cheng started to check each and every one of them.

First of all, the shoe cabinet... Although the slippers he used three years ago had disappeared, at least he didn't have any of the other men's slippers.

Then there was the bathroom, just her and Zhu Zhu's little toothbrush, one pink and one orange.

Secondly, there was the small blue toothbrush that was placed on the other side. It should be for Xinxin.

Feeling slightly uncomfortable, Feng Cheng opened his bag and handed over his own toothbrush. Then, the corner of his mouth hooked up in satisfaction.

It seemed that no one had lived in the apartment for some time, so it was tidily cleaned except for a bit of dust.

It seemed that when Mu Qinghuan was not around, no one had come. The most important thing was, no one had come to visit.

This way, Feng Cheng was in a happy mood. At the very least, his things did not belong to him for the time being, nor would they belong to anyone else.

Carrying a pile of vegetables into the kitchen, Feng Cheng first brought those that were easy to spoil into the refrigerator, then began to cook the dishes methodically.

Knowing that Mu Qinghuan liked Sichuan Cuisine, Xinxin also liked it a lot …

As for Zhu Zhu … With such a big craving worm, anything delicious would have to be eaten, regardless of whether it was sour, sweet, bitter or spicy.

Zhu Zhu sure is easy to support.

After an hour of work, Feng Cheng made a table full of people.

Looking at the time, it was already 7: 20. In other words, there were still about ten minutes before Mu Qinghuan arrived.

However, Feng Cheng hoped that Mu Qinghuan would be a bit late …

If Mu Qinghuan was late, she would probably be dressing herself, just like when she was going on a date with him.

As he slept on the sofa, Feng Cheng switched on the TV to watch the news. There was still no movement from the door.

At the same time, there was no reaction from the phone.

If Mu Qinghuan didn't have time, she would definitely call him, or at least notify him.

Maybe she was on her way.

Feng Cheng did not want to hurry her with the call, it would not be good if she got anxious.

Thinking about it this way, Feng Cheng continued to wait.

He had been waiting for three years, how could he wait more than ten minutes for this?

Feng Cheng had plenty of patience.

As he waited, the sky turned dark!

9 PM!

The food on the table was already chilly to the extreme.

Feng Cheng held onto the chopsticks alone, he was hungry, but suddenly lost his appetite.

His cellphone rang!

"Fourth Brother, you have eaten. You must be free now, right?" In the phone, Di Erye was continuously making fun of his. After all, who would have thought that the moment Feng Cheng got off work, he would personally cook for Mu Qinghuan!

"What is it?" Putting down his chopsticks, Feng Cheng was not satisfied, and his tone was extremely indifferent.

"It's like this, where's the gathering today? There are many good-looking young ladies here, one of them looks especially like Mu Qinghuan, do you want to come over?" Actually, Di Erye was doing this for Feng Cheng's own good.

It would be weird if Mu Qinghuan would turn back when the divorce caused such a ruckus.

If he, Feng Cheng, wasn't able to find Mu Qinghuan, it wouldn't be bad if he could find someone similar.

"…" Is he sick? You don't want the real deal, but you want to find one that looks alike?

"Fourth Brother?" The tone of his voice was playful, Di Erye did not believe that Feng Cheng would not be tempted by it.

"Not going." Closing the phone, Feng Cheng became agitated and could no longer sit still. He immediately dialed Mu Qinghuan's number.

"Haven't we already made an appointment?" After the call, Feng Cheng asked, "Do you still remember how you promised me? If you take the child and eat with me, where are you now? "

"…" After being so busy that her head was spinning, Mu Qinghuan took a deep breath, adjusted the glasses on her nose and explained softly, "I worked overtime today, so busy that I forgot to eat."

"So, have you forgotten?" After standing up from his seat, Feng Cheng paced back and forth on the spot, and then circled around once. With his flustered and exasperated attitude, the first sentence that the young master said would definitely be unpleasant to hear.

He forced himself to keep his temper, and then, trying to soften his tone, asked her, "Oh, is it? Are you working overtime? Hungry? Have you eaten? I'll send you a midnight snack? "

"…" The one who was at a loss for words was Mu Qinghuan. Was there something wrong with Feng Cheng being so attentive?

In short, she did not dare to enjoy the midnight snack that Feng Cheng delivered to her.

"No, thank you." Pressing on her forehead, Mu Qinghuan was extremely busy, thus, without saying a word, she hung up.

He was angry to begin with, so when Mu Qinghuan hung up the phone, she was immediately furious.

Feng Cheng called again, "Are you at Holy Beauty? I'll go and bring you a midnight snack. "

With that, Feng Cheng quickly hung up.

"…" Just because she was busy hanging up on him, he wanted to hang up on her?

He was just this strong and domineering. This was a personality that he could not change no matter what he did.

Mu Qinghuan sneered, and without waiting for Feng Cheng to send him supper, she immediately packed her documents and walked down to the underground parking lot.

However, Tina caught her car just as she drove out of Holy Beauty!

It must be Feng Cheng's doing!

Mu Qinghuan pretended not to understand and asked with a smile that was like flowers, "Secretary Tina, it's so late, why aren't you sleeping with your husband and son?"

"Our Fourth Brother will be here soon. Qinghuan, you better not make things difficult for me." Tina also wanted to go home and rest, but Fourth Brother told her to work overtime, so she didn't dare to disobey.

Tina had signed an indenture contract with Mo Tian Company, she would follow Feng Cheng and fight the world with her entire life.

Mu Qinghuan raised her eyebrows, Mu Qinghuan was not someone to be trifled with, she quickly turned the steering wheel, making a perfect drift, then retreated, turned, and beautifully drove past Tina's car, brushing past it and rushing towards the street!

Right at this moment, another car approached!

He was soon beside her.

If it wasn't Feng Cheng, who else would be so bored?

"Mu Qinghuan, don't run, you're wasting gas." With a swoosh, she lowered the carriage window. Feng Cheng turned her head in a good mood and glanced at her.

"If you don't chase, then I won't run!" Mu Qinghuan was so annoyed that she decided to have a good talk.

"Alright, I won't chase them." Not only did he not stop, Feng Cheng increased his speed.

"…"