Chapter 2652

Feng Shaojin's deep ink pupils were like the deep sea, staring at Hu Suya, shaking his head: "It's gone."

Hu Suya breathed a sigh of relief almost imperceptibly: "That person has passed away, how can I be by her side? The dead are gone, and the living will suffer forever.

Our Ling Wei has indeed been in pain for a period of time, accumulated worries and illnesses, and has been ill for a long time. When our young lady treated her, the newly developed medicine had too many side effects, making her forget some things that happened...

Now she only remembers the existence of that person, but she doesn't remember who that person is. I have never mentioned it to her, and I hope that Young Master Feng will keep the secret for me, and don't casually bring up those past events that are sealed in her heart... ..."

Feng Shaojin: "So that's how it is!"

He rolled the wheelchair and walked out in a daze: "Thank you for the tea, it's getting late, I should go back."

Hu Suya didn't stop her, she just said, "Go slowly."

Those who should come will eventually come, and those who shouldn't come will eventually leave. If Young Master Feng doesn't even have this bit of tolerance, there's no need to run to them one after another.

Anyway, Ling Wei didn't seem to have any feelings for him.

In the carriage compartment along the way, there was silence all the way. From the moment I drove the carriage, I wanted to say something, but I could feel the young master's complicated mood through the curtain of the carriage.

Feng Yichen saw that Feng Shaojin left early in the morning with several carts of flowers and trees, and thought that he would not come back until at least dinner time just like yesterday, but he didn't expect that he would return to Feng's house before noon fort.

Moreover, he changed into an ordinary cotton suit, which was of the same quality as the clothes on his body.

Feng Yichen was very happy, and helped Feng Shaojin out of the car, "I'm preparing lunch, I'll ask the people in the kitchen to prepare more of your favorite food."

Feng Shaojin rolled the wheelchair and said softly, "I'm not hungry."

Feng Yichen: "..."

Feng Yichen looked back at Congyi: "What's wrong with my brother? Was he kicked out?"

"No." Cong Yi shook his head: "I don't know, the young master suddenly became unhappy."

Feng Yichen: "..."

Thinking of Feng Shaojin's instructions, he didn't dare to ask any more questions, so he had to tell the kitchen: "Fry a few more meals that Young Master Shaojin likes, keep them warm, and send them to the restaurant when Young Master Shaojin is hungry."

Feng Shaojin returned to the room, saw the bundles of newspapers piled up on the table, and felt his head ache again.

He took off his clothes casually and threw them on the bed. He didn't sleep well last night, his head became groggy, his heart was blocked, and he didn't know who he was angry with.

Closing her eyes, Mo Lingwei's voice echoed in her mind: "He is me...a very important person!"

"Men are animals that are good at disguising, don't be easily fooled by appearances..."

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If that man is alive and well, is it possible that he wants to compete with a dead man?

Dig out a living person from Mo Lingwei's heart, and then put herself in, ask yourself if he can do it, but how to dig out a dead person from Mo Lingwei's heart, maybe she will always have that man in her heart for the rest of her life .

Feng Shaojin was taken aback by his own thoughts again, he had clearly not met Mo Lingwei a few times, so how could he suddenly come up with such absurd thoughts?

There was a knock on the door, and Feng Yichen's voice came through the crack of the door: "Brother, do you want to have lunch together?"

Feng Shaojin rolled the wheelchair, opened the door, and gave a faint "hmm".

Feng Yichen laughed happily, looked up at the clothes on the bed, and said, "That clothes are no longer worn, I'll throw them away for you."

"Leave it alone." Feng Shaojin's eyebrows turned slightly: "Let someone wash it, dry it, fold it, and I'll return it tomorrow."

Feng Yichen who was pushing the wheelchair: "..."