Chapter 2283

"In this way, how Feng Shaojin treated me was voluntary. I should have made it clear to him long ago."

"You..." Feng Yichen was so pissed off by Mo Lingwei, he said mockingly, "My brother is also the youngest young marshal in Yuncheng, and he can't even get a woman, so I don't know what to say He's sad or funny."

"In the eyes of a woman who seeks power and adores power, power is indispensable.

In the eyes of a woman who doesn't care about power, what does power mean?

Shaojin is now a young marshal, and may be a warlord who will call the wind and rain in the future, but what does all this have to do with me?

There is no reason to talk about feelings in this world. If Master Yichen has a sweetheart one day, he will know that power is at most just icing on the cake for feelings, and it is not very important at all. "Mo Lingwei said eloquently.

I don't know which sentence touched the irritable Feng Yichen, and the violent aura around him suddenly subsided.

A moment later, Feng Yichen tore off the warm woolen scarf around his neck, threw it on Mo Lingwei, slammed the door with a "bang", and restarted the car.

There was silence in the carriage, Feng Yichen's car was driving very fast, and the scenery outside the window receded quickly like the tide.

Mo Lingwei looked at the scarf that was thrown on her knees with lingering warmth, feeling inexplicably uncomfortable.

Instead of wrapping the scarf around her neck, she folded it and placed it on the back seat.

The car was parked in the courtyard of Wenjing Garden, Feng Yichen didn't get out of the car, Mo Lingwei opened the door and went straight back to the main building.

Feng Yichen watched her thin and slender figure disappear from sight, turned around, saw the scarf folded into tofu cubes on the back seat, and gritted his teeth angrily: "A woman who doesn't know what to do, only has the eyes of Feng Shaojin." Blind men will fall in love with you."

He turned the steering wheel and hurried to the Governor's Mansion.

In the study.

Feng Muyun's cloudy eyes were bloodshot, "You already knew that Mo Lingwei had a physical defect and couldn't bear children?"

"It's not that you can't have children, it's just that it's difficult to have children. If you take good care of it, it may not be..."

"Shut up!" Feng Muyun's mind was a little confused, and after he figured out what Feng Shaojin was doing, his confused mind suddenly became clear: "Since you have known about this for a long time, why don't you stop talking about it?" She is willing to start a family, but she is unwilling to marry Jing Shu, nor does she really want to take Mo Jinyu as a concubine...

You, do you really want us to seal our family off? "

Feng Shaojin sneered: "The last one? Yichen's future children will also be children of the Feng family, so why is he the last one?"

Feng Muyun: "..."

It was good not to mention Feng Yichen, but when Feng Yichen was mentioned, Feng Muyun remembered what Mrs. Feng had said to him, and Feng Muyun felt his head hurt even more.

The most worry-free son just passed away. Are the two remaining children here to beat him?

Feng Muyun propped his forehead with his palm, and waved at Feng Shaojin with a dejected whole body: "Get out, get out of here.

If you really want to marry Mo Lingwei into the Feng family, either she is pregnant, or Jing Shu is pregnant, otherwise, I will never let you marry a woman who cannot succeed my Feng family as the head of the family female. "

His voice seemed to have aged dozens of years in an instant, and for the first time his rickety body appeared to be aging.

When Feng Shaojin left, there was a slight sound of closing the door.

Feng Muyun couldn't bear it any longer, covered her face with her hands, and an old voice escaped from her throat: "Jingyi, this is the child you desperately wanted to give birth to for me.

Had we known so...know so, we might as well not have them.

In my whole life, after all, I am ashamed of the ancestors of the Feng family! "

Thinking of his dead wife, Feng Muyun couldn't help crying.