Lord Buddha, don't laugh, Madam dug your ancestral grave

Chapter 7 Born to be timid, how dare you carry a nourishing kid with you?
Of course, the old man couldn't have told him about this, but Luo Li went to ask Jiang Ci immediately after receiving the call.

It was also from Jiang Ci that a little fairy who hung a pot to help the world came to the Feng family.

There was no warmth on Feng Lingche's face, and when he looked at Wen Yang, there was something in his eyes that he couldn't see normally, "Yeah."

Luo Li smiled meaningfully, "Such a simple and beautiful little girl, are you willing?"

"Get out as soon as you finish your work, the money has already been transferred to your account." Feng Lingche's voice was low and cold, and he began to yell at people impatiently.

Luo Li has long been used to Feng Lingche's attitude of turning his face and ignoring others after finishing his work. Fortunately, the remuneration given by the Buddha is generous enough, and he has always adhered to the idea of ​​making money by being tolerant to the gold master, so he finished eating the big melons steadily. After that, naturally there is no reason to stay.

Tilting the orchid fingers, humming a tune, packed up the things she brought, and left happily.

Feng Lingche pushed the wheelchair and came to Wen Yang, with a low voice, "Is everything packed?"

Wen Yang nodded.

"Let's go then."

After finishing speaking, he saw him press some button on the handle, and the wheelchair turned automatically and drove towards the door.

Feeling that the coolness was gradually diminishing, Wen Yang hurriedly caught up with her skirt, "Where are we going to meet people?"

Feng Lingche didn't raise his head, "Yufengyuan."

Wen Yang used his only memory to recall the name, but he didn't remember it at all. Just as he was about to speak, a voice behind him suddenly stopped her.

"Miss Wen!"

Wen Yang turned around, it was Ping Dai.

She put a small brooch in Wen Yang's palm, with a smile in her eyes, "My mother designed this by herself back then. She told me to give it to the most worthy person, and I want to give it to you."

Wen Yang quickly waved his hand and refused, "I can't accept such a valuable relic."

Ping Dai's face was slightly surprised, she couldn't believe it, "How do you know that my mother has passed away?"

Wen Yang chuckled, she couldn't say that when she saw Pingdai for the first time, she had already seen the vacancy in the column of mother through the parents' palace, right?

Ping Dai thought about it for a while, and changed her mind, no longer entangled with this issue.

But she still stuffed the pin into Wen Yang's hand, "To be honest, from the first time I saw you, I always felt that I would hand it over to you. If you don't dislike it, please accept it, okay?"

When Wen Yang heard this, he couldn't help but pinch his fingers to calculate carefully, and then his eyes became more profound, "Then I'll help you hand it over to the person who really belongs to it."

Ping Dai was taken aback for a moment, and when she came back to her senses, Wen Yang had already gone far away.

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In the car.

Wen Yang and Feng Lingche sat side by side in the back seat.

The small and cramped space was occupied by Feng Lingche's cool rain-like air, which made Wen Yang feel unprecedentedly comfortable physically and mentally.

Her eyelids became more and more heavy, and her little head gradually became overwhelmed. Finally, she fell onto Feng Lingche's lap with a snap.

Feng Lingche's body froze, his eyelids drooped slightly, he stared at Wen Yang's small face covered by most of his hair, and pushed her to the other side expressionlessly.

But the little girl slept heartlessly. Not only did she not wake up, she even rubbed her cheek against the high-grade soft seat cushion.

In fact, not only Wen Yang could feel it, Feng Lingche felt it even more deeply.At this time, the warm temperature was close to him, like a little sun, warm and hot.

Just like Wen Yang's arrival, behind this mystery and conspiracy, like a sudden influx of light, rekindled his long-lost hope...

On the way back to the manor from the company, Feng Lingche thought about countless scenes of facing Wen Yang, whether it was intimidation or temptation, or questioning to the end, he just wanted to figure out that he was unable to stand up because of his evil physique. What happened to the legs.

Also, why did she propose the absurd idea of ​​marrying herself.

But someone just wanted to plot against him at this time.

Feng Lingche's gloomy eyes swept over the man in the passenger seat, and tapped his knees with his clear knuckles.

This woman with short hair is not a maid.

On the day of the old man's 70th birthday party, he had seen her by his father's side.

Heh, on the surface, he said that he would hand over the power of the company to him, but secretly sent his own woman to make trouble?
It was precisely because of the sudden appearance of this woman that his original plan was disrupted.

Feng Lingche looked down at Wen Yang again. Before getting into the car just now, she suddenly leaned into his ear and whispered something, she must bring this short-haired maid with her. As for the reason, she said that she would have an answer before arriving at Yufeng Garden .

Now I don't care about sleeping at this moment...

Su Rao, the short-haired maid sitting in the passenger seat, felt Feng Lingche's eyes linger on her for a while, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of her lips. She seemed to put her hand on the driver's leg unintentionally, and gently Rubbing the small piece of fabric lightly, he said in a coquettish tone, "Brother Driver, it's raining heavily outside, why don't you drive slowly~"

The driver froze and stepped on the brake subconsciously.

The car stopped, he threw Su Rao away like a worm crawling on his body, and then apologized to Feng Lingche in trepidation, "I'm sorry Buddha, I accidentally shook just now."

Feng Lingche caught Wen Yang's body that was about to fall, ignored the driver, looked at Su Rao with cold eyes, and sarcastically said in a low voice, "Since you are afraid, why don't you get out and walk to Yufeng Garden?"

Su Rao's expression twisted for a moment, but she quickly remembered something, and curled her lips viciously.

The son born to a well-known bitch in the entertainment industry is indeed the same as his mother, a bitch!

If it wasn't for the master's assignment before she came, she wouldn't be bothered to make this trip to see a disabled face!
Being able to stay by Master Feng's side for a long time, Su Rao naturally won't have a beautiful and youthful appearance, what's more important is that brain that she thinks is bright and her eyesight to adapt to changes.

She immediately lowered her head, pretending to be terrified, and choked up, "Lord Buddha...I am a coward by nature, and when I thought about your car accident on the road before and broke a leg, I couldn't help feeling flustered. I am worried that the road will be slippery in rainy days, and there will be accidents to hurt you again..."

As she said that, she was about to take something out of her bag, but just as her hand touched the zipper of the bag, she was grabbed by a warm and soft hand.

"You are born timid, and you still dare to carry a nourishing brat with you. Are you playing too much?"

A cold, crisp and teasing voice suddenly sounded.

Su Rao's pupils shrank, her face was still innocent, she timidly looked at Wen Yang who didn't know when to wake up, "Wen...Miss Wen, I don't understand what you are talking about, I just want to get medicine for Buddha , It's almost time for him to take his medicine."

Just as she was talking, a WeChat message rang on Su Rao's phone, her eyes flashed quickly, and she held up the phone and the medicine she had prepared in her bag to Wen Yang, "Look, Uncle Fu sent a special message Urge it!"

Wen Yang glanced at the words on the screen.

Suddenly Youyou smiled, "Are you sure it was sent to you by Uncle Fu?"

(End of this chapter)