Chapter 2617

The fourth aunt had never seen such a man before, and she sighed silently in her heart: rich, powerful, powerful, and good-looking, it's a pity, God is fair, at a young age Suffering from an incurable disease, sitting in a wheelchair all day...

Pitiful!

If you are a normal person, you don't know what perfection is like.

Sitting next to the fourth aunt, Mo Lingwei looked up at Feng Shaojin who was directly opposite, and asked, "Is Young Master Feng feeling better? Are your legs still hurting?"

"It's much better." Feng Shaojin said concisely, "Thank you."

He turned his head and glanced at the guard standing behind him: "Serve the food."

The guard turned around and left the restaurant immediately.

Feng Shaojin said lightly: "I don't know how you two taste, so I made a little bit of Chinese and Western food..."

Mo Lingwei asked: "Can someone send us away after dinner? My aunt has to go to school, and I still have work to do in the nursing home."

Feng Shaojin raised his eyes, his deep eyes stared at her for a moment, then nodded his head lightly: "Of course."

Mo Lingwei let out a long sigh of relief, turned her head and smiled at Fourth Aunt Tai, "Eat quickly, we'll leave after eating!"

Feng Shaojin: "..."

The guards filed in, holding plates and placing the meals on the table one by one.

The long table, which was several meters long, was filled up in no time. There was not much Western food, but Chinese food. There were even eight servings of special soups from various places.

The fourth aunt was too dumbfounded.

A trench is a real trench, and waste is also a waste.

After five minutes, the food that has not been touched by the chopsticks will be removed when it is slightly cold, and replaced with new dishes. The food that has been touched by the chopsticks will stay for a little longer, but it cannot escape the fate of being removed soon.

Mo Lingwei looked at the dishes that were being served continuously, and couldn't help but said, "Here, we can't finish all these dishes. There are only three of us. Would it be too wasteful?"

Feng Shaojin ate very little, and it was very light. When the eye-catching dish was served, he occasionally picked up a little bit with his chopsticks, put it in his mouth to chew slowly, and then took a snow-white handkerchief to wipe the corners of his lips.

His movements are elegant and methodical, and it looks like a habit that his tutor has cultivated since he was a child.

Hearing what Mo Lingwei said, Feng Shaojin waved his hand to the guard: "You don't need to serve the rest of the food, let's share it with everyone."

The guard left the restaurant with an exquisite plate.

Feng Shaojin explained quietly with a good temper: "There are a lot of people in the mansion, and there are many animals raised, so there will be no waste."

Mo Lingwei: "..."

After eating, Mo Lingwei put down her chopsticks, wiped the corners of her lips with a handkerchief, took a sip of warm water, and looked at Feng Shaojin, "Can we go?"

"Yeah." Feng Shaojin rolled the wheelchair and took the two of them out, "I arranged a car, and someone will take you back to the nursing home and school."

At the gate of the courtyard, the guards opened the doors on both sides, and the fourth aunt got into the car first.

Mo Lingwei held on to the car door, twisted the medicine box and was about to go up, but was stopped by a call.

"Miss Mo." Feng Shaojin's dark eyes were as deep as an ancient well, fixedly staring at the woman who was about to leave in front of him, and there was a faint throbbing pain in his breathing.

He couldn't tell what it was like, but it made him a little crazy for no reason.

"Huh?" Mo Lingwei turned around: "What's the matter?"

"My two legs have improved a lot after you gave them the needles. Can I ask you to come over and give me the needles in the future?"

"Of course." Mo Lingwei nodded lightly with a smile, and changed the topic: "But if you're not in a hurry, you'd better go to the nursing home to find me, I'm busy too."

Feng Shaojin: "..."

principal:"......"

The person in charge at the side was dumbfounded.

Feng Shaojin's mood was suddenly relieved, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, and his pleasant voice seemed to be bewitching: "Did someone tell you that your voice is very pleasant!"

Mo Lingwei: "..."