Chapter 2281

The man was furious, and his whole body was full of hostility. He opened the car door, pushed her into the car, stared at her with red eyes, and almost gritted his teeth: "Why did you tell my father these things? You Is that why you don't want to marry me?"

Mo Lingwei's painful face was pale, she was trembling all over, and she shook it vigorously, trying to pull out her hand, but Feng Shaojin's palm was like iron tongs, clenched tighter and tighter.

His voice seemed to overflow from his throat, "Answer me!"

"If I agree to marry you, are you willing to send Xiu'er back to Jincheng?" Mo Lingwei raised her face and asked in a trembling voice.

"For Xiu'er?" Feng Shaojin just felt incredible: "Just for Xiu'er?"

Feng Shaojin couldn't figure out, what conflict could there be between Xiu'er's existence and marrying him?

"It's also for myself." Mo Lingwei dug her fingernails into her palms: "You know that I can't give birth to a child, so it's impossible for you to send Xiu'er away.

Feng Shaojin, once the Feng family allows me to enter, it means that Xiu'er and I will move into the Governor's Mansion, and I must always be on guard against He Jingshu and Mrs. Feng who are staring at me.

Food, clothing, and play, those unsightly methods have also been staged in the old house of the Mo family.

It's too scary, too unpredictable.

I won't let Xiu'er and I don't want myself to live in these calculations all day..."

"Just for this?" Feng Shaojin's black and white eyes were covered with red, "You don't believe me that much? I told you, I will let you and Xiu'er move out..."

"Everything will have accidents, I can't afford to gamble." Mo Lingwei's throat choked up: "Shaojin, Xiu'er is my sister-in-law's life, and it's also my life, I don't want to bet on Xiu'er.

You are not by our side all the time, if something happens to you like last time, Xiu'er and I will have no way out.

It doesn't matter if I die, but Xiu'er can't die.

If something really happened to Xiu'er, what can you do? What else can you do for him besides helping him avenge?

Can you cure human flesh and bones?

Can you bring the dead back to life? "

Feng Shaojin: "..."

Mo Lingwei lowered her eyes, looked at the hand tightly held by Feng Shaojin, and choked up, "Shaojin, you hurt me."

Feng Shaojin: "..."

Feng Shaojin looked at her delicate appearance with hazy eyes. At this moment, he wanted to pinch her to death, but the strength of his palm still loosened bit by bit.

He took a step back, straightened up, his voice was cold and bloodthirsty, "I will answer these questions for you when I return to Wenjing Garden."

Feng Shaojin slammed the car door heavily, turned around and walked towards the hall.

Mo Lingwei sat in the car, rubbing her red fingers, her head ached, not knowing whether her actions were right or wrong.

But her affection for Feng Shaojin has long been consumed by those displacements and assassinations.

Asking herself, between Xiu'er's life and marrying Feng Shaojin, of course she would choose the former.

The ending of her relationship, no matter how happy it is, has long since deviated from her original intention, and is mixed with too many hidden dangers that are visible and invisible.

Mo Lingwei was sitting in the car, the night was cold and the wind was strong, she was very cold.

The cloak was forgotten in the governor's mansion, and she was wearing a long jacket pinched to the waist, which could not withstand any severe cold. Looking at the majestic mansion, she also gave up the idea of ​​going back to get it.

Mo Lingwei curled up on the seat, saw the driver's door was opened, and said softly, "Please drive."

Feng Yichen slapped the steering wheel, turned around, and said viciously: "Mo Lingwei, I haven't seen you for a few years, and your heart is getting worse.

Can you tell me, what exactly do you think? "