Chapter 2007

Feng Yichen couldn't bear it anymore, regardless of the nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine taels of snowflake silver, he growled lowly: "What are you looking for? If you don't lie on the bed again, believe it or not, I'll knock you out?"

Feng Shaojin was out of breath, pressing on her bloody waist and abdomen, Feng Yichen forcefully dragged her to the edge of the bed, and pressed her onto the bed.

He was about to struggle to sit up when Feng Yichen pulled the quilt over him.

The two letters that Mo Lingwei had hidden under the quilt were exposed in front of them.

Feng Shaojin grabbed the two letters, opened the envelope, and shook off the letter paper.

One was in elegant lower case letters. With a glance at it, Feng Yichen recognized that it was Mo Lingwei's handwriting. The words on the other letter paper were vigorous, sharp and majestic. It was a man's handwriting at first glance.

Feng Yichen read the contents of the letter at a glance, stared blankly at Feng Shaojin whose expression was unpredictable, "Brother, how could you deceive her like this?"

Feng Shaojin crumpled the letter in his hand, and felt his blood surging, and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his throat...

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After Feng Shaojin left, Mo Lingwei sat in front of the dressing table for a long time.

She looked at herself in the diorama, her face was full of tears, her hair was disheveled, her clothes were disheveled, she was wearing a cloak, her throat was burning like a madman.

On the slender and fair neck, there are dense bruises and red marks, like a centipede climbing from the snow-white shoulders to the roots of the ears, which is shocking and invisible.

The appearance of Feng Shaojin out of control is really terrifying.

Like a wolf that was starving to the extreme, with a savage aura that devours everything, it has lost its gentleness and gentleman in the past, as if it was a different person.

Perhaps, from the very beginning, she never really understood him.

She missed the man who carried her fainted to the cave to shelter from the rain in the heavy rain in the old mountain.

I also miss the man who shrank aside, covered her with his clothes, and hugged her all night without going too far.

I still miss the man who secretly took her back to Yuncheng, patiently and carefully took care of her drunk all night.

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The past is like a sharp blade, cutting open the memory engraved in her bone marrow.

Her Feng Shaojin, the man she loved, has changed and will never come back.

Mo Lingwei held her face in her hands, sobbing in pain.

The servant knocked on the door, saw Mo Lingwei crying, pushed the half-closed door open, and said in a low voice: "Young Madam, the Young Master ordered the old servant to tidy up the guest room next door, and the old slave will help you to go to the guest room to rest Bar."

Mo Lingwei huddled on the rattan chair and remained motionless.

The servant went to hold her hand, "Young Madam, let's go."

Seeing that her fingers were cold, she found a cloak with a fox fur collar from the cabinet and wrapped it around her body: "If you like to live in the master bedroom, you can live in it after the old slave cleans up the place."

Mo Lingwei stood up, stepped on the slippers handed over by the servant, and followed the mother to the next room like a puppet.

She was sitting on the edge of the bed, and was about to untie the belt of her cloak, when she saw the frozen red on the palms and backs of her hands.

The servant hurriedly said: "I put some hot water, young lady, go take a bath, just wash it clean."

Mo Lingwei went to the ear room and soaked in the wooden basin, only to feel the rust-like smell being evaporated by the warm water, and poured into the nasal cavity and lungs between breaths, and the stomach began to overwhelm.

She just felt so uncomfortable that she lay down beside the basin and vomited desperately.

Mammy quickly poured light salt water for her to sip, and went downstairs with the acidic water she spit out.

Mo Lingwei got up from the basin, wiped off the water droplets on her body, put on her clothes indiscriminately, walked to the room staggeringly, and fell on the bed...