Chapter 925

On the way back home, Chu Yunyao asked Mo Lingyuan in the carriage: "Your father is in poor health, are you not afraid of irritating him?"

The corners of Mo Lingyuan's lips curled up into a cold arc: "This commander is afraid of irritating him, so he keeps the Cheng family. Otherwise, it's not Cheng Xinqi's turn to play around in front of us."

Chu Yunyao raised her hand, smoothed Mo Lingyuan's frowning brows, and said in relief: "Feng Shaojin has a deep affection for Ling Wei, so she shouldn't hurt her, don't worry too much.

Now the Gong family must know that the injury of the Second Gongzi is related to Ling Wei, and they don't know what to do. "

The Gong family is not a fuel-efficient lamp at all, once this incident broke out today, Mo Lingwei's reputation in the entire upper class circle was ruined.

The Gong family also paid attention to red tape, and the marriage between the Gong and Mo families was going to be put on hold for a while.

There is no news from Mu Qing up to this moment, and I'm afraid Mo Lingwei still hasn't been found.

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Mo Lingwei didn't know how long she had been in a deep sleep, but when she woke up, she felt severe pain in the back of her neck, and when she moved, her bones seemed to be about to break.

She raised her hand, rubbed her eyes, and saw the snow-white ceiling.

There are western palace murals on the walls and crystal cups on the table, all in her favorite style, exactly the same as the place where she lived when she lived abroad.

Mo Lingwei sat up with her arms propped up.

Waves of pain in her ankle and calf hit her scalp, and memories flooded her brain.

Mo Lingwei instantly became alert.

The door was pushed open, and the servant saw her wake up, exclaimed, ran out excitedly, and patted on the door of the study: "Young Master, Young Master, Young Madam has woken up, Young Madam has finally woken up."

Feng Shaojin, who was processing the documents, heard the words, threw away the pen in his hand, and immediately stood up, before even putting on his coat, he strode out of the study and rushed to the bedroom.

His stern and beautiful face was stained with joy, and his footsteps were slightly messy.

Standing at the door of the bedroom, holding the doorknob with his fingers, he took a few deep breaths, rolled his Adam's apple, and used all his strength to restrain the emotions that surged from the bottom of his heart.

After a while, he pushed open the door, walked in, stood at the head of the bed, and looked at Mo Lingwei who had been half-lying on the bed and sleeping for several days.

The corners of her lips curved gently, her voice seemed to be wrapped in honey, and she said softly, "Are you awake?"

Mo Lingwei looked coldly at the man who barged in, her dark pupils shrank heavily, and said nothing.

Seeing that she ignored her, Feng Shaojin was not annoyed, and continued to speak: "After you passed out, you fell into a coma for several days. I asked the doctor to come and see, saying that your body is too weak and has not recovered yet. Just take care of it."

If you listen carefully, there seems to be a little flattery and pleading in his tone.

Begging her to forgive herself.

Pray that she can accept him well again.

Although he clearly knew that all of this was just his extravagant wish.

Mo Lingwei didn't seem to know him, and there was a strange coldness in her eyes.

Seeing that the quilt had slipped off her shoulders, Feng Shaojin was afraid that she would catch a cold, so he strode towards the head of the bed.

Just as the long legs started to move, they were stopped.

Mo Lingwei erected guarded thorns all over her body, and tightly grabbed the quilt with her five fingers, "Don't come here!"

Feng Shaojin was both surprised and delighted.

The good news is that she is finally willing to talk to him.

Surprisingly, her tone was so unfamiliar, so guarded against him, so vigilant.

Feng Shaojin obediently withdrew her steps, her voice was low and hoarse, "Ling Wei, I won't hurt you."