Mrs. Shizi, she has excellent acting skills

Chapter 118 Chapter 118 Fragility
Chen Feng went to talk to Master Fu, but Fu Zhao found an excuse not to go in.

She asked Liangsui to call a maid over to find out what happened in Gao Zicen's yard.

She laughed back in anger, she never thought that Fu Qingxin hated her to such an extent that Fu Qingxin even gave up the pure and decent image she had always maintained, just to accuse her of indiscretion.

As for Cong, it was indeed fainted by Fu Qing's anger.

Fu Zhao's eyes were heavy, and Fu Qingxin should pay the price for everything she did.

After Chen Feng and Master Fu bid farewell, Master Fu personally sent him out.

Walking out of the house, Chen Feng saw Fu Zhao standing under the eaves with his back to him.

Chen Feng narrowed his narrow eyes, he always felt that Fu Zhao's back was full of hatred and loneliness.

He didn't want to see Fu Zhao like this, so he stepped forward quickly, not caring that Master Fu was behind him, he naturally took Fu Zhao's hand.

Fu Zhao struggled shyly from the beginning, but now he is very used to holding hands with Chen Feng.

She took a step towards Chen Feng, raised her face, "Are you leaving?"

Chen Feng nodded.

Fu Zhao then said to Master Fu who was following behind: "Father, my daughter will come to see you next time, so there is no need for father to see you off, just stay."

"Okay, come back often." Master Fu said happily.

He felt more and more that among his children, Fu Zhao was the most promising and most suitable for him.

But he couldn't help thinking of Fu Shaowen, his only legitimate son.

If Fu Shaowen is still there, he will definitely accomplish a lot.

Master Fu sighed faintly, and muttered: "Heaven is jealous of talents!"

Fu Zhao asked, "What did father say? I didn't hear clearly."

Master Fu smiled wryly, patted Fu Zhao on the shoulder, and said, "It's Lantern Festival, remember to go home and have a look."

When mentioning Yuanxiao, Fu Zhao's shoulders shook, his smile couldn't hold back, and the corners of his mouth drooped.

She lowered her eyes and said lightly, "I see."

Fu Zhao went out with Chen Feng.

After getting into the carriage, Chen Feng hesitated for a moment. Although he might be abrupt, he still asked, "Lantern Festival, what day is it?"

When Fu Zhao heard about Yuanxiao, he reacted greatly.

If Fu Zhao hadn't lowered his head, he might have seen Fu Zhao's moist eyes.

Lantern Festival must be a bad day for Fu Zhao, Chen Feng wanted to know everything about Fu Zhao.

Fu Zhao's fingers tightened involuntarily, and she tried to keep her tone calm, "Yuanxiao is the anniversary of my brother's death."

Chen Feng was silent.

Fu Zhao was secretly sad for a while, but Chen Feng kept silent, she felt strange and looked towards Chen Feng.

I saw Chen Feng's hands clenched into fists, and the veins on the back of his hands were bulging due to the force.

Fu Zhao was startled, and rushed over, forcefully opened Chen Feng's fingers, and said anxiously, "Don't do this, your hands will be hurt!"

Chen Feng spread out his palm obediently, leaving deep red marks on his palm, but luckily he was not injured.

"No matter how unhappy you are, you can't hurt yourself like this!" Fu Zhao taught Chen Feng unceremoniously.

At this moment, she only regarded Chen Feng as a disobedient child, not the majestic son of the Dingbei Houfu.

After finishing speaking, Fu Zhao realized that his words might offend Chen Feng.

"I said the wrong thing." Fu Zhao muttered, and wanted to back away from Chen Feng.

Chen Feng swept his arms around and let Fu Zhao sit down beside him.

Chen Feng buried his head in Fu Zhao's neck, "I like it very much... When the elder brother was still there, they only cared about the elder brother... No one has ever cared about me so much... Later, the mother and the elder brother both left, and the father only wanted to Let me grow up quickly, never care if I get hurt..."

Chen Feng's breath spat on Fu Zhao's neck, making Fu Zhao itchy.

Hearing Chen Feng's heartfelt words, Fu Zhao felt sour in his heart.

It turned out that Chen Feng, who seemed to be indifferent to everything and planned his strategies, also had such fragile moments.

Fu Zhao grew up loved and loved by the Fu family, so he couldn't personally understand Chen Feng's fragility.

But because of Chen Feng's heartfelt words, her eyes became moist.

She took the initiative to wrap her arms around Chen Feng's shoulders, and coaxed Sister Yi in a coaxing tone: "They just love you in a different way... They are the closest people to you, and they must all want to make you better... "

But it is often the closest person who hurts the most.

Chen Feng raised his head and walked away from Fu Zhao's neck.

His face was calm, without a trace of fragility.

Fu Zhao would think that everything just now was her hallucination.

Chen Feng looked at Fu Zhao's confused and innocent big wet eyes, and his heart almost melted.

He pinched Fu Zhao's cheek in a good mood, "What are you thinking about?"

Fu Zhao dodged, "It's nothing."

She quietly and slowly rested her head on Chen Feng's shoulder, and the relationship between her and Chen Feng seemed to be getting closer.

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Today is the day to go back to her mother's house, and He's going back to He's house as usual.

Originally, Chen Xin also wanted to go together, but the child suddenly developed a high fever, Chen Xin was unwilling to go to He's house with He Shi, he wanted to guard his son.

He almost pointed at Chen Xin's nose and cursed, "You let me go back alone, what will they think of me then? How can I hold my head up?"

Not to be outdone, Chen Xin said, "If you hadn't made the decision and carried him to his mother, how could he be sick? I'm just such a son, how could I leave with peace of mind?"

He gritted his teeth, "Do you think I can't have a son?"

Chen Xin said contemptuously: "What else? If you could have given birth, you would have given birth a long time ago! I wouldn't have been pointed at by others for years!"

He Shi was so angry that she couldn't speak, and there was a cramping pain in her chest.

Seeing that He's complexion was pale when drinking incense, he quickly hugged He.

Yinxiang also wanted to cry. For the past few days, she was worried that Mrs. He would faint from anger, or even die from anger.

"If you don't want to go, young master, don't go. The carriage is ready, why don't you go back first. The master and wife must be waiting for you." Yin Xiang persuaded.

If she returns to the He family, Mrs. He will definitely help the He family with ideas.

Listening to Yinxiang's words, Chen Xin said: "Go quickly, I won't go anyway."

After speaking, Chen Xin walked away.

He was angry for a while, and after recovering, he boarded the carriage and went back to He's house alone, disheartened.

The carriage stopped at the door of He's house, and He carefully wiped away his tears and put on heavy makeup.

He looked carefully in the mirror and asked Yinxiang, "Can you still see that I cried?"

"No, and even if you can see it, the master and madam will only love you more, and maybe they will help you find a way." Yin Xiang said.

He shook his head, "I don't want everyone to know about such a shameful thing."

(End of this chapter)