Mrs. divorced again

Chapter 1485 The Weeping Feng Family ([-])

The people in Jiangcheng looked at the changing sky with puzzled eyes. They didn't understand. It was sunny just now, but why in the blink of an eye, it looked like a child's face. It changed as soon as it was said. Oh my god, it's so gloomy up.

The rain was so heavy that there were no pedestrians on the road. From a distance, some people looked out from the threshold and suddenly saw a silver locomotive passing by in the rain.

Bai Weiyang was riding a Harley motorcycle against the rain, with Feng Songjie and Xiao Nanzhan sitting behind, Wu Su's body and Xiao Nanzhan were both protected by Feng Songjie in his arms.

I could have waited for the rain to stop to bring the corpse back, but it was too cold in winter, and I was afraid that the corpse would be too stiff, so I came back in the rain.

The servants of the Feng Mansion were also very impatient. Ermo searched for a long time but couldn't find his wife. It was almost lunch time. What about this man!I can't get in touch, which makes people anxious.

suddenly.

The guard saw a heavy Harley-Davidson motorcycle rushing towards him in the rain, the rain on the wheels was still splashing outwards, and the motorcycle stopped at the entrance of Feng Mansion with a squeak. The guard stared blankly at Feng Songjie, and then the second young master glanced at Wu Su, who was in his arms, was surprised for a while, why his wife seemed... seriously injured.

When a man in a black military uniform walked into the courtyard with Wu Su in his arms, Ermo immediately walked into the rain curtain and ran up to see what happened, only to see Wu Su in Feng Songjie's arms covered in blood, with a bruise on his neck. A deep line of blood, that scene, almost made Ermo faint on the spot.

Too awake from the rain, his cold lips trembled up and down.

"what happened……"

Feng Songjie didn't speak, just silently carried Wu Su to the living room, Bai Weiyang followed behind, carrying Xiao Nanzhan to follow.

After entering the living room, Feng Songjie gently placed Wu Su's body on the sofa with a silent expression.

The servants all watched this scene from a distance, covered their mouths in panic, someone went upstairs to call Feng Mochen immediately, Feng Mochen came down with some doubts.

Then the eyes narrowed.

When going down the stairs, he almost rolled down. Fortunately, he was supported by an old mother beside him. His legs were weak, his steps were weak, and he felt a little dizzy in front of his eyes, so he walked over in a daze.

Seeing Wu Su lying motionless on the sofa, Feng Mochen collapsed to the ground, lying on the sofa, touching Wu Su's cold hand.

"Mother...she..."

Feng Songjie: "I'm sorry."

Feng Mochen turned his head to look at Feng Songjie's embarrassed appearance, and then looked at Bai Weiyang's red eyes that seemed to have been crying for a round, and he understood everything.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but didn't know what to say, just knelt down in front of the sofa in a daze, held Wu Su's hand, and buried his face in his mother's chest.

There was silence in the living room.

Bai Weiyang and Xiao Nanzhan also knelt beside the sofa.

After Ermo entered the living room, she passed out completely.

The servants began to communicate with each other with their eyes.

"Too, Madam... Madam is dead!!"

"how come……"

"How could the wife die?"

"do not know……"

"Mrs……"

Everyone looked at Feng Songjie, who was the only one standing in the living room, that was the second young master of the Feng family, and even the Lord Warlord of Jiangcheng. The figure of the always high-spirited Lord Warlord seemed particularly depressed and full of loneliness at this moment.

Feng Songjie's expression was condensed, without saying a word, he walked to the side, made two calls, and when he hung up, his hands were trembling.

(End of this chapter)