Feng Yichen nodded, "If I were that man, I would probably leave here too, and a windfall fell on my head for no reason, but in the end I didn't get any money, and only gained a good reputation in the hearts of the people.
It happened that he was murdered, this is indeed not the place for him to stay for a long time. "
When He Wenhao saw that Mo Lingyuan heard Yun Che's name, his face changed. Thinking of the news he had investigated, he was secretly startled. The rumor that Mrs. Mo and Yun Che had a close relationship must be true, otherwise, Master Mo would It would not be so against Yun Che.
He Wenhao changed the subject calmly: "Mrs. Mo's kindness, Mr. He will never forget it. If there is a need for Mr. He's contribution in the future, Mr. He will definitely do his best..."
There was a slight smile on Chu Yunyao's beautiful face, like the breeze and the moon.
"I have taught Feng Yichen all the methods of making and using prosthetics. If you have any problems with your prosthetics in the future, you can directly ask him to help you solve them. You don't need to go to Jincheng."
After Chu Yunyao finished speaking, the train whistle sounded, she took Mo Lingyuan's arm and turned into the carriage, and waved goodbye to the two at the window.
When the car started, Feng Yichen stared blankly at the person by the window.
Chu Yunyao's head rested on Mo Lingyuan's shoulder, and the two were extremely intimate.
Feng Yichen's heart suddenly felt empty, and he ran after the train, "Yunyao!"
Seeing this, He Wenhao quickly grabbed his wrist, pulled him back, and said calmly, "Young Master Feng, Mrs. Mo has followed Mrs. Mo back to Jincheng. It's better not to yell at Mrs. Mo's name." .”
As if being splashed with cold water, Feng Yichen's head suddenly woke up, he stared blankly at the rear of the train, and clenched his fists.
"You never thought about following her to Jincheng?" Feng Yichen turned his head and looked at He Wenhao with empty eyes, "Your eyes can't deceive anyone, you obviously like her."
It was unspoken, of course she was referring to Mo Lingwei.
He Wenhao smiled wryly, and laughed at himself: "Even if your brother is engaged to Miss He, they will never be together again, and a woman as good as Ling Wei is not my turn to like a cripple.
Don't you see that the second son of the palace also likes her very much? "
"A beauty is a disaster." Feng Yichen muttered in a low voice, thinking of Chu Yunyao's explanation to himself, he sighed a long time: "If the Mo family is in the south, it's not the He family's turn to marry the Feng family ,Why!"
He Wenhao turned around and walked towards the exit: "It's time for me to go back to He's house too!"
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I got on the train at Zishi, and the car drove unsteadily for an hour and a half, and arrived at Choushi.
At two o'clock in the morning, it was the most drowsy time in the dead of night. Chu Yunyao and Mo Lingyuan were in the same carriage, and they were sleeping on the sofa hugging each other.
Everything was quiet except for the clang of the train.
After Mo Lingwei woke up, she was a little thirsty. She wanted to ask Bao'er to pour her a glass of water, but she took out her pocket watch to check the time. She was embarrassed to disturb Bao'er who was sleeping soundly, and walked towards the restaurant on crutches. .
There were many people in the restaurant, and there were guards guarding the door. Mo Lingwei poured water and took a few sips.
"Are you hungry?" came a low and concerned man's voice behind him.
"Not hungry." Mo Lingwei replied casually, took another sip from the water glass, and suddenly noticed something was wrong.
This voice is so familiar, it will be unforgettable forever, how can I hear it here?
Could it be that she was hallucinating?
She turned around suddenly, and saw the man standing behind her at a glance. She was so frightened that she couldn't hold the cup firmly in her hand. She loosened her fingers, and the cup fell straight to the ground...