The Emperor's Young Master has turned black again

Chapter 251 I Can't Hold It Down

Although Jun Mohan already knew clearly in his heart that Feng Sujin was the person he had been looking for all these years.

But when I saw the photos of her when she was a child, my heart still trembled suddenly, and those memories about them once came out all of a sudden.

Some of the emotions that he deliberately suppressed would also pour down like a tide, roaring and sweeping through his whole body.

Feng Sujin was still smiling at first, but when she saw the charming look in Jun Mohan's eyes, her heart beat rapidly a few times, and she always felt that there was a vortex inside that was going to swallow everything.

"Mo Han?"

Feng Sujin's voice brought Jun Mohan back to his senses. He looked at Feng Sujin deeply, and he almost couldn't suppress his emotions.

He didn't want to scare his Ah Jin yet.

"Mo Han, what's wrong? Wasn't I pretty when I was young?"

Jun Mohan's throat moved, and he couldn't help stretching out his hand to caress Feng Sujin's cheek, "Ah Jin, it's so beautiful, I'm a little lost in thought."

Feng Sujin smiled happily. For some reason, she was very happy when she heard her Mr. Jiajun said that she looked good.

But she always felt that something was wrong with Jun Mohan, but she couldn't tell.

"There is also this family portrait. I have kept it by my side all these years. If I feel uncomfortable or unhappy, I will take it out and have a look. My whole body will be full of strength again."

Jun Mohan will look at her family photo, "A Jin doesn't look like your parents."

Feng Sujin was a little confused, and pouted, "Don't you think it's not like that? It seems that others have said so, but my parents said that I am from the Feng family."

Jun Mohan touched Feng Sujin's hair lovingly and tenderly, he lowered his head and carefully looked at Feng Sujin's photo again, "The one you wear around your neck?"

"My mother asked me to wear it, saying that it is a jade butterfly, which is very important, but in the eyes of others, it is just a stone."

"Then where did you put it?"

Feng Sujin smiled mysteriously, leaned against Jun Mohan, hugged his neck, and whispered in his ear: "I hid under the tree in the yard of my hometown."

Jun Mohan looked at Feng Sujin's sly look, smiled lightly, and lovingly scratched her nose, "Naughty."

"Ajin give me this photo, okay?"

"What's mine is yours, what you like is yours."

When Feng Sujin spoke, she was smiling and her eyes were shining brightly.

It was a look of incomparable trust in Jun Mohan.

Hearing these words, Jun Mohan's heart moved, "It's better to be Ajin."

"Mr. Jun is also very kind. He dotes on me and treats me well. I know that."

She's not someone who doesn't know what to expect.

He is good, she herself knows best.

If it wasn't for Jun Mohan, she still doesn't know if she would have survived till now.

It was he who saved her.

Jun Mohan gently touched Feng Sujin's hair, his eyes were full of love.

He sighed softly, "Silly girl!"

In fact, now Jun Mohan is sure that she is the person she was when she was a child, and seeing the photos of her when she was a child, some emotions really cannot be suppressed.

When he looked at her, his eyes were deep.

……

On the other side, Nalan Yunqing was sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows in the high-end suite of the Royal Palace, watching the night view of Beiquan City, his black eyes flashed with deep and complex light.

In the afternoon, the woman who passed by him gave him a familiar aura.

Nalan Yunqing didn't remember who it was for a while.

One thing to investigate in Beicheng this time, to put it bluntly, is to investigate Jun Mohan, a character no one dares to mess with in the capital!

The corner of Nalan Yunqing's mouth twitched into an elegant smile. There are too many legends about Jun Mohan among the rich and nobles in the capital.

If it wasn't because Jun Mohan was very important and troublesome, he wouldn't come here in person even if Beicheng pierced through the sky.

While Nalan Yunqing was meditating, he answered an overseas call, and when he saw the person displayed on the phone, Nalan Yunqing's eyes softened.

"Si Xuan, haven't you slept yet?"

"Yunqing, I heard that you are not in the imperial capital, so I am a little worried."

(End of this chapter)