Chapter 868

Of course it's not good, Feng Shaojin has always been a realistic person, and never lives by relying on an empty memory, even if that beautiful past actually happened.

As long as being with her is a happy time, why should these times be kept in memory?

Wouldn't it be better to make these memories a beautiful reality?

The two of them worked hand in hand to grow old together. In retrospect, whether happy or sad, whether happy or sad, they were bound to her for the rest of their lives, and the time in that lifetime was never wasted.

Feng Shaojin put away his gun, walked to Mo Lingwei, brushed his warm fingertips over her cold face, and said in a gentle voice, "Ling Wei, just because you saved my life, and because we also I had a very happy time, and I don't want to lose you.

In this world, there is nothing happier than having you, and no one else brings me such pure happiness like you.

Ling Wei, come with me, I will treat you well for the rest of my life. "

Mo Lingwei's throat filled with fishy sweetness one after another: "Feng Shaojin, you said this once before you brought me back to Feng's house from abroad, do you think I will still believe you? "

Feng Shaojin's heart suffocated: "I will never break my promise."

It's just that the world is unpredictable, life is impermanent, and you can't help yourself.

After all, he failed to fulfill his promise to her at the beginning.

Mo Lingwei's body leaned against the dining table and slowly slid to the ground, "Okay, let them send the second son of the palace back to his carriage."

"Okay." Feng Shaojin waved to the guards who carried Gong Su, and the two left the restaurant with Gong Su.

Feng Shaojin leaned over and wanted to hug her up, but Mo Lingwei grabbed the crutches on the ground and stood up with support, "I want to leave a letter for my brother, saying that I voluntarily stayed here, Lest he worry about me."

Hearing this, Feng Shaojin chuckled, took out a letter sealed in kraft paper from his pocket, and put it on the dining table: "No need, I've already prepared it."

Mo Lingwei stared at the letter that had been prepared long ago, feeling a chill rising from the soles of her feet.

He didn't intend to let her go from the beginning.

From the moment she set foot in the south and was known by him, he had no intention of letting her go back to Jincheng.

He had already planned everything to trap her here.

Whether he was single or engaged to another woman, he pursued the monstrous power he wanted, forced her to submit, forced her to be wronged, forced her to bow down and obey his will, but he never really considered her.

This selfish man.

Even if she was determined to let go, he wouldn't allow it.

Mo Lingwei caressed the letter with her finger, threw away the crutch in her hand, gritted her teeth, ignored the wound on her leg, turned around and ran towards the door of the restaurant, shouting: "Help..."

Before the sound came out, his body fell limply.

Feng Shaojin withdrew the hand knife that fell on the back of her neck, stretched out his long arm, caught her, hugged her horizontally in his arms, walked out, and told the guard at the door: "Take the crutches."

"Yes!" The guard went in, picked up the crutches that fell on the ground, and chased after him.

When the door of the restaurant was closed again, the figure covered by the dining cloth thrown in the corner moved, and when the footsteps went away, there was no more movement, and it was confirmed that no one was left in the restaurant.

Cheng Xinqi pushed away the fainting guards who stood in front of her, and crawled out from the innermost position with difficulty. Her eyes flicked around in a hurry, and finally saw the letter left on the table. The excitement and ecstasy, grasping it in my hand...