Chapter 291

Feng Sujin nodded. "According to what they said, it seems like this. I'm also confused. I don't know what's true and what's false."

"But I have been looking for the evidence that old lady Feng ran into my father, but there is no clue, so I have to suspect that old lady Feng is right."

"As for Fengjia's industry, I don't care, but if it's left by my grandfather to my father, it's something belonging to my father. I can't let the old lady rob my father any more."

Jun Mohan can hear the melancholy in Feng Sujin's voice. He holds the steering wheel in one hand and reaches out to touch her hair. He says softly, "tonight, I've sent old lady Feng to a special mental hospital to make people look like it. If there's any movement in Feng's house, I'll know. Don't think about anything now, eh?"

"Well, I just hope dad gets better soon."

Feng Sujin's voice is deep and sad, which makes the softest place in Jun Mohan's heart seem to be pricked for a while. It hurts.

He can't control his heart. He turns the car around a corner, stops at the side of the road, takes Feng Sujin into his arms and caresses her hair. "Don't be sad, my father will be OK, you and me."

Jun Mo's cold voice is mellow and gentle, with a unique sound quality, as if it can soothe the sadness in the bottom of Feng Sujin's heart.

Some of her greedy and some of her dependent, she made an effort to arch in Jun Mo's cold arms, hoping to be closer to him.

At the tender moment, Feng Sujin's stomach is out of time, making her blush and embarrassed to find a hole to drill in.

She is even buried in Jun Mo's cold arms.

But the stomach is still screaming.

She may not eat much all day, so it will be really hungry.

Jun Mohan listens to Feng Sujin's tummy cry, but he is distressed. "Hungry? Let's go to the square in front of us to eat. If we go home and do it now, it will be a little late. "

Jun Mohan sighs in his heart. During this time, he is busy rectifying the Beiquan city. He has less time with her and doesn't urge her to eat well.

Feng Sujin knew that it would be late to go home and cook again. She nodded, "OK."

"What would you like to eat?"

Feng Sujin shakes her head, a little confused. "I don't know."

Jun Mohan rubs the hair of Su Jin, then picks up the tablet and opens the food webpage of the square. The food introductions of each shop above are available.

"Look at this. I'll drive there. I'll be there later. Tell me what I want to eat."

Jun Mohan starts the car again. Feng Sujin takes a tablet and looks at the square delicacies introduced on the webpage. There are various styles and flavors.

She was hungry. Seeing the pictures of those delicious food, she was even hungry. She felt like eating everything.

Jun Mo looks at Feng Sujin's face and smiles with a doting smile. "Tell me what you want to eat."

Feng Sujin's eyes are almost glued to the plate. She looks up at Jun Mohan with bright eyes. "I want to eat grilled fish."

"OK, let's have grilled fish."

Jun Mo's cold voice is deep and gentle, which can warm people's hearts under the cold night.

He looked at Feng Sujin's face bright, and he was relieved. Her sad face just now really hurt his heart.

He couldn't see her sad.

After getting off the bus, Jun Mohan takes Feng Sujin's hand and takes the elevator to the sixth floor of the square.

Feng Sujin is firmly led by Jun Mohan, following his steps, walking on the sixth floor, "Mohan, do you know the direction? How can I turn around? There are a lot of shops here. I don't know which way to go. "