Mentioning this person, Mo Lingwei's already cold face became even colder, she snorted softly, turned her head, and ignored him.

Feng Shaojin explained in a good voice: "I didn't accompany anyone, something urgent happened to the Feng family, I had to go back and deal with it, and then I left."

He held her finger on his knee, "I even squeeze out the time to be with you, how can I have time to spend with other irrelevant people?"

Irrelevant people?

In a few days, I will be engaged to someone, and maybe I will be married to someone in half a year.

He Jingshu turned into an irrelevant person in his eyes?

Mo Lingwei sneered in her heart. It was because she had listened too much to his oaths and promises in the past that brought her to where she is today.

She no longer believed in every word and every thing this man who knew how to act could do.

Mo Lingwei forcefully pulled her fingers out of Feng Shaojin's warm palm.

Feng Shaojin didn't expect to let her see his decision in a short time, so he didn't feel annoyed, his finger slid down her knee and landed on her sprained ankle, "Does it still hurt?"

He lifted up her trousers to check the wound on her calf. Although the wound was deep, it had scabbed over.

Feng Yichen's pharmacy had a lot of plasters for removing scars, and he brought many bottles to apply on her, probably there would be no scars left.

Feng Shaojin rubbed her ankle, and asked again: "Does it still hurt?"

Mo Lingwei pushed his fingers away and put down his trousers: "It hurts for a hundred days, of course it hurts."

Feng Shaojin's heartache was about to overflow from those deep phoenix eyes, "I bought you a walking stick. The weather is fine and the air is good these few days. If you want to go downstairs, you can go downstairs with the walking stick. , and then sit in a wheelchair and let the maid push you around.

If I am free, I will try my best to come and accompany you.

If you have any thoughts, you can tell me directly. If you can't remember it for a while, you can tell the servants and let them tell me. "

Mo Lingwei picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, "Feng Shaojin, you have trapped me here, and I have trouble with my legs and feet, so I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to fly, so you don't have to always act like you're afraid that I'll run away.

I told you a long time ago, we can't go back to the past.

You have your ambitions, I have mine.

Why should you sacrifice my principles with your ambitions, why not abandon your ambitions to fulfill my principles? "

Seeing the thorns all over her body erected again, Feng Shaojin stood up and plucked her long hair hanging by her ears with her fingertips, not intending to waste time on this deadlock.

She simply avoided the question that made her unhappy just talking about it.

He leaned over, touched the top of her hair with his thin lips, and said lovingly: "I will answer this question with practical actions in the future, anyway, no matter what I say at this moment, you will not believe it.

I have long since lost your trust in me. "

Mo Lingwei put on a cold face, and said in a sarcastic tone, "I thought you didn't even have this bit of self-knowledge, but it turns out that you are quite clear in your heart."

Hearing this, Feng Shaojin rubbed his back teeth, straightened up, picked up the coat that was draped over the back of the chair, and went out: "I'm a bit busy today, so I might not be here tonight, you should go to bed early."

Walking to the door, he turned his head reluctantly and glanced at her.

Mo Lingwei only left him a beautiful back of the head.

Feng Shaojin pushed the door open and went downstairs quickly.

As soon as he arrived at the door, Gu Wei, who came to pick him up, rushed in and stopped him, "Master."

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Feng Shaojin asked.

"Just received the news that Gong Su has arrived in the south!"