The carriage drove for a long time, but still did not reach the other courtyard. Mo Lingwei pushed aside the curtain, looked at the strange scene outside the window, and asked, "Aren't you going back to the other courtyard? Where are you going?"

The guard replied respectfully: "At the fork in the road ahead, I just received the news that the young marshal is coming to pick you up to the camp in person."

Mo Lingwei: "..."

The horse's hooves sounded hurriedly, and it stopped in front of the carriage. Feng Shaojin got off the horse, jumped into the carriage, opened the curtain, got into the carriage, and sat beside Mo Lingwei.

The movement is smooth and done in one go.

The man's long arms rested on Mo Lingwei's shoulders, his long and narrow eyes lowered slightly, staring at her side face, with a low voice: "Have you been to see He Wenhao?"

"Didn't your people tell you?" Mo Lingwei asked back.

Ask knowingly.

"Tell me." Feng Shaojin smiled, and a bit of sourness appeared on his handsome face: "But I like to hear you say it yourself."

The man's slender fingertips with thin calluses rubbed her side face, and put the hair hanging behind her ears behind her ears, "After talking for so long, it's not just as simple as thanking him? He also said what?"

Mo Lingwei took a breath, and suddenly raised her head to look at him: "Feng Shaojin."

"Huh?" A low and bewitching voice came out of Feng Shaojin's nasal cavity, like a hook wrapped around people's hearts, turning a thousand times.

If it was another woman, she might have already fallen into his gentle and tender voice.

But Mo Lingwei's chaotic mind became more and more clear: "He said that you are very good to me, and you have considered everything for me, and wished you could hold me in the palm of your hand."

"What else?" Feng Shaojin was a little surprised.

He Wenhao is young, but is as cunning as a cunning fox, how could he speak favorably of him in front of her for no reason?

"You also said that you arranged for the rest of my life and bought 40% of the shares in the Yunlai Pavilion branch and transferred them to my name, right?"

"Yes." Feng Shaojin admitted frankly: "I know you are not short of money, but one more way to make money is more protection.

As a woman, if you don't have to worry about food, clothing, housing and transportation in your life, your life will be much easier.

If one day, I can't be by your side, the money I give you can be by your side, and the money can be implemented in your daily life, and it can be implemented in daily necessities, rice, oil and salt, that's fine! "

"Feng Shaojin, is this the life you planned for me?" Mo Lingwei's throat choked up, "You have thought so far, you even thought about the possibility that I will be alone in the future, why don't you take me into consideration? Feel, agree to my request?"

Feng Shaojin: "..."

Feng Shaojin stared at her painful and desolate expression, and looked away, "Ling Wei, it's not that I don't care about your feelings, but that as long as I live, I can't live without you by my side."

"Why?" Mo Lingwei raised her head slightly: "Why is this? There are so many women in the world, you can have whatever you want, why is it me?"

It's not that she doesn't believe in special liking, she just doesn't believe that a man as arrogant as Feng Shaojin will have special liking.

If he had believed in the past, after going through so many things, he would not have believed it anymore. To be precise, it would have been impossible to believe in Feng Shaojin.

This is what she has always been puzzled about.

Everyone who has been in contact with Feng Shaojin is talking about how good Feng Shaojin is to her, but she has suffered so much, and the people around her have suffered so much, but all of them come from Feng Shaojin.

Who cares if she narrowly escaped death several times?

Who cares that she and Xiu'er almost died at the hands of the He family and the Feng family?