Chapter 992

Early in the morning of the second day, Feng Shaojin ate breakfast with her, and said goodbye to her: "I'm leaving, I'll come see you tomorrow."

"Well, happy engagement!" Mo Lingwei didn't raise her head, lowered her head, eating the western breakfast on the plate, and replied casually with a calm expression.

Feng Shaojin, who was about to leave, paused, walked around the table with his long legs, and came to her side, his voice was as cold as the expression on his face, showing a trace of chill: "I'm engaged, you are very happy ?”

Mo Lingwei put down the knife and fork in her hand, "There's nothing to be happy or unhappy. Since it's your engagement day, you should always say some words of blessing that suit the occasion, and you won't be expected to leave you behind by crying, making trouble, and hanging yourself." here?"

Feng Shaojin laughed angrily: "Words of blessing? I really hope that you can really keep me crying, making trouble and hanging yourself, and don't let me leave here."

Feng Shaojin turned her wheelchair around, put her hands on the armrests of her wheelchair, leaned over, and looked down at her, "Ling Wei, you are really more and more good at stabbing my heart now."

Mo Lingwei raised her small face, raised her cold little hands, and stroked his brows and eyes, her voice was rare and gentle, but her words were extremely ruthless: "Shaojin, people will change, you are not the same as before. You, I am not the old me..."

Feng Shaojin stared at those misty and dark eyes, his heart sank and sank, as if he had fallen into a bottomless pit with no sky and no sky.

He turned his eyes away and straightened up, "Even if we are no longer who we used to be, it's still good to witness each other's changes together."

After he finished speaking, he left without looking back.

The sound of footsteps going downstairs was messy and urgent, and after a while, the sound of a car starting came from the yard.

Mo Lingwei no longer had the appetite just now, pushed the plate in front of her aside, stood up from the wheelchair and walked to the window, opened the curtains a small gap, and watched the car disappear from sight, He said softly, "Shaojin, goodbye."

Never see you again!

Farewell to this, I hope that in the future, you and I will be safe for the rest of our lives without disturbing each other.

She is leaving!

Mo Lingwei waited silently, from morning to noon, and from noon to afternoon, finally there was a long-lost noise downstairs.

Mo Lingwei's heart was pounding, she grabbed her crutches and ran out.

Standing at the stairs, it was indeed Mu Qing who rushed in with someone.

The servant yelled in fright, but blocked the stairs, not allowing Mu Qing to go up: "Young Madam can't leave, Young Madam left, and this old slave can't live anymore."

Mu Qing grabbed the servant's shirt, was about to twist it up and throw it aside, but was stopped by Mo Lingwei.

"Mr. Mu, don't hurt her." Mo Lingwei rested her fingers on the stairs, forgetting to throw away her crutches, and stepped down the steps step by step: "She is very good to me!"

Hearing this, Mu Qing withdrew the gun in his hand, pushed the servant aside, and looked up at the person who came down the stairs: "Miss, the second son of the palace has also come to the south, let's go out and meet up, and we will pick you up together Jincheng."

"I would like to know how you will take her back to Jincheng."

As soon as he finished speaking, a low, cold voice came from outside, and immediately after, Feng Shaojin appeared in the hall downstairs in military uniform.

Gu Wei raised his hand, and the guards behind him came in from the outside in unison, surrounded Mu Qing's people, and pointed their black guns at them.

Mo Lingwei's footsteps stopped in place, and she was caught off guard by everything that happened suddenly.

Once they shoot, Mu Qing and the others will become the living targets of Feng Shaojin, and they will be beaten into sieves...