Gu Wei hugged a quilt and came over, glanced at the quartz clock on the table, "Master, it's getting late, go to bed early."

Feng Shaojin nodded and asked, "Young Madam, have you cleaned up?"

"It should be packed." Gu Wei thought about it for a while, "When I went to get the quilt just now, the light in the young master's bedroom was already turned off."

After Gu Wei went out, Feng Shaojin raised his head from the papers on the table and blew out the lamp in the study.

The moonlight came in through the window, Feng Shaojin pushed open the door of the study, slowed down his pace, walked out quietly, stood at the door of the master bedroom, and listened carefully to the movement inside.

After a long time, he heard two low coughing sounds. Feng Shaojin finally confirmed that Mo Lingwei lived inside, and his restless heart finally sank.

He turned and went back to the study.



When Mo Lingwei took Xiu'er from Feng Shaojin, seeing that Xiu'er had changed into brand new clothes all over her body, her body smelled delicious, and there was no trace of abuse, she was slightly relieved.

Although Mo Jinlan went too far, he must have taken care of Xiu'er along the way.

She hugged Xiu'er, brushed past Feng Shaojin, and put Xiu'er on the soft bed.

When he looked back, Feng Shaojin had already gone towards the study.

Mo Lingwei took a change of clothes from the suitcase, went to the shower room to clean herself, locked the bedroom door, and lay down next to Xiu'er.

The journey was bumpy, and I was thinking about Xiu'er again, so I didn't have a good sleep for several days.

As soon as she lay down and closed her eyes, she felt drowsy, and Mo Lingwei quickly fell asleep.

On the second day, Mo Lingwei was woken up by the yelling from downstairs.

She opened her eyes, and saw that Xiu'er had sat up, was stroking her little face with her fleshy little hands, smiling cheerfully at her silly, and the vigilance in her eyes was much less.

Mo Lingwei sat up, and stuffed the little wooden horse brought from the Mo family into Xiu'er's palm: "Xiu'er is good, aunt will take you to freshen up, okay?"

Xiu'er stuck to Mo Lingwei and went to the ear room.

When the two of them were fully dressed, Mo Lingwei went downstairs with Xiu'er in her arms.

Mrs. Feng and Feng Muyun came to the other courtyard early in the morning, but were stopped by the guards from the other courtyard.

When Mrs. Feng saw that the people under Feng Shaojin had such an attitude towards her, she almost went mad.

Fortunately, Feng Muyun was quite sensible, so he asked the guard to pass it on.

Feng Shaojin quickly went downstairs and ordered the guards to let the two of them in.

Feng Muyun saw the faces of some unfamiliar guards in the yard, suppressed his displeasure, and sat down opposite Feng Shaojin: "I heard that you brought back a child, is there such a thing?"

"Yes." Feng Shaojin put on the appearance of a rogue who is not afraid of boiling water, and confessed.

When Mrs. Feng saw Feng Shaojin's ghostly appearance, she felt angry and almost flew into a rage: "If you want a child, there are so many women who are willing to give birth to you. Why do you bring other people's children back when you have nothing to do?

Whose child is that? "

"Mine." Feng Shaojin leaned lazily on the back of the chair, resting his head on the palm of his hand, and his tone of voice was far from alienated, but it couldn't be said to be very respectful: "Mother, please keep your voice down, there are still people resting , don’t wake people up.”

When Mrs. Feng heard Feng Shaojin's words, her head throbbed and she raised her voice a little higher: "You don't even have a woman around you, how could you have a child? Where did it come from... .”

When Mrs. Feng looked up, she saw the woman walking down the stairs with the child in her arms. She fell silent as if struck by lightning.