Chapter 2 Qing Ling wakes up
A trace of joy flashed in Feng Mian's eyes. The first thing that flashed in her mind was Qing Ling's pale face. She missed Qing Ling and her grandma so much. Grandma was still lying in the hospital bed. This time, Qing Ling was going to marry her. , grandma, she also wants to protect her.

It's just... when she looked at the three people in the Wan family, a trace of resentment flashed in her eyes, but she quickly suppressed it. Fortunately, the three of them had been talking and didn't notice her eyes.

"Mr. Wan, Mrs. Wan, Miss Wan." Feng Mian greeted politely, lowering her head in humiliation according to her timid appearance in the past.

She knew that she couldn't reveal her secret before marrying Qing Ling.

A trace of disdain flashed in Wanfeng's eyes, he tapped the documents on the table with his chin, and said arrogantly: "As long as you sign, we will immediately transfer your grandma to the best hospital and hire the best doctors to treat her. From now on, outsiders will In front of me, you are Wan Mian, our Wan family's poor health who has been recuperating abroad, understand?"

"Yes." Feng Mian nodded and signed neatly.

Wan Jia was very quick, maybe because she was afraid of long nights and dreams, so she sent Feng Mian to Qin's house the next day. As for the marriage certificate, it had already been placed at Qin's house.

Standing in the Qin family villa again, opening the familiar bedroom and looking at the familiar figure on the bed, Feng Mian couldn't help but burst into tears. This was the person she owed the most to in her previous life.

Qing Ling is a young genius, but he had a car accident a year ago and became a vegetable. Wanfeng is so proud, how can she tolerate her husband being a vegetable?But fortunately, she has a good vision, so she can marry such a good man like Qing Ling.

She packed her things and started to wipe Qing Ling's body. She had done this often in her previous life and was already very skilled at it.

"Who are you? Why are you in the young master's room?" Feng Mian stopped unbuttoning her hands and turned to look at the door. A woman dressed as a servant frowned at her.

Feng Mian stared at her for a long time, and it took him a while to remember who this person was.

She forgot her name, but in her previous life, she was very angry with this servant because of her cowardly temperament, and those who didn't know thought she was the mistress of this villa.What's even more outrageous is that when her grandfather came to visit her in the villa in her previous life, the servant deliberately broke her grandfather's favorite vase and wanted to kick her out. But her grandfather liked her and sent this evil-minded servant to the villa. Resigned.

Today's Feng Mian is no longer the cowardly Feng Mian in her previous life.

She sat on the edge of the bed and covered Qing Ling with the quilt to prevent her from looking. She said coldly, "Who gave you the courage to break into our room? Get out!"

The maid was stunned for a moment, not expecting that she would be scolded.

"What's your room? This is our young master's room. You should be the one to go out!" After she finished speaking, she raised her chin and looked at Feng Mian arrogantly.

If Feng Mian had really left before, but her temper was not that good now, she stood up and walked up to her with a cold face, "Qing Ling is my husband, I will take care of him, is there any problem? "

"What husband...me!" Halfway through her words, the maid suddenly realized what she meant, but she was still not afraid. She had heard early in the morning that the eldest lady of the Wan family was not favored, and was in frail health and had been recuperating abroad. , with a weak temper, there is nothing to be afraid of. This time, there was a bit more contempt in her eyes, "You are just a tool for happiness. Why are you so arrogant? My young master has never recognized you as his wife. Besides, you are the only one like you." Are you qualified to stand with my young master? What a joke!"

Feng Mian didn't have much patience, and the maid's words easily aroused her anger.

Yes, she admitted that in her previous life she was a lover and was indeed not worthy of Qing Ling, but in her new life, she would work hard to become stronger and move forward side by side with Qing Ling!

She grabbed the maid by the neck, pushed her against the wall, and said coldly, "Whether she deserves it or not, it is my husband who has the final say. Who do you think you are? You dare to accuse me?"

"Ahem, let go, you..." They argued a little loudly, and several people gathered around the door. At this time, an old and majestic voice sounded, "What's going on?"

Uncle Fu walked to the door and saw Feng Mian pressing the person against the wall. He was surprised for a moment, but quickly regained his composure, "Madam, she made you angry."

Feng Mian glanced at Uncle Fu and put him down, "Well, she said I'm not good enough for Qing Ling. She talks about my young master. Those who don't know think that my husband is her husband."

Uncle Fu is the person next to Grandpa Qin Ling. Qin Ling's villa is a bit remote and suitable for recuperation. Grandpa Qin lives in the old house. After Qin Ling was moved to this villa, Grandpa Qin sent Uncle Fu to take care of Qin Ling. , Uncle Fu was particularly interested in Qing Ling, and was as good to her as Grandpa Qin. If she hadn't given Uncle Fu face, she would have to give the maid a few more blows to make her recognize her identity.

After hearing this, a coldness flashed in Uncle Fu's eyes. The maid ignored the cough and cried: "That's not the case. She lied. When I came in just now, I saw her sitting on the edge of the bed. I thought she was going to be harmful to the young master. , then I stopped her, she was the one who made the move first!"

"Noisy." Uncle Fu glared coldly, and the maid was frightened. Feng Mian stood aside and listened quietly, without saying a word, but with a bit of sharpness in his eyes.

Uncle Fu looked at Feng Mian and said, "Madam, since this maid has made you angry, let's see how to deal with her."

Feng Mian smiled and said, "Uncle Fu, I just came here and I don't understand anything. Please handle her according to the past rules of the family."

She said it neither condescendingly nor arrogantly. Uncle Fu's eyes flashed with admiration, and when his eyes fell on the maid, he was very cold. "Take her down. From now on, she will not be allowed to step into the villa."

"Cut off her left hand and throw it away. No one will be allowed to hire her."

A hoarse voice came from the bed, and everyone at the door was stunned.

When Feng Mian heard this familiar voice, she wanted to turn around and look, but her legs were heavy. Tears welled up in her eyes. It took a long time before she turned around and fell into a pair of calm eyes.

"Young... Young Master." Uncle Fu looked at Qing Ling who was sitting on the bedside with a shocked look on his face. He burst into tears and rushed to Qing Ling.

Qing Ling's eyes moved away from Feng Mian and fell on the maid with disgust, "Throw her out."

Immediately, two bodyguards came in and took the maid away, covering her mouth. Uncle Fu looked at Qing Ling and was speechless, "Master, are you feeling uncomfortable? Master, if I knew you I must be very happy when I wake up, yes, yes, yes, I have to tell the master, I have to tell the master."

Uncle Fu ran out excitedly and called Grandpa Qin.

They were the only ones left in the bedroom.

Feng Mian suddenly felt a little embarrassed, "My, my name is Feng, no, Wan Mian, it's... I'm your wife."

Qing Ling glanced at her and whispered, "I'm thirsty. Can you get me a glass of water?"

"Ah, okay, okay." Feng Mian nodded, her hand trembling when she picked up the cup. The spout of the pot failed to align with the mouth of the cup several times. After finally pouring the water, she rushed to the bed and handed it to him.

(End of this chapter)

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