Heart is like a mirror, love is like a city

Chapter 993 is not far from death
Gradually, he started to get started with the company's affairs.

He is very talented in business, and after taking over the company, he has achieved extraordinary results in a short period of time.

Under his leadership, the company has climbed steadily and is unstoppable.

The outside world knows very little about Feng Mocheng, they only know that he is a vigorous and resolute person, and he is not easy to get close to.

As for what he likes, no one knows, so those who want to curry favor with him have no way of doing it.

On the other hand, Feng Ruixi, from childhood to adulthood, was held in the palm of his parents' hands, because he was a young master, and his responsibilities were not great, so he didn't need to have the heavy burden of Feng Mocheng.

So his parents are not strict with him at all, Feng Ruixi can have whatever he wants, and he can love whoever he wants to say love to.

The two sons of the Feng family, Wu Mo'er and Feng Yan, said that the two sons must be treated differently.

Since Feng Mocheng will be the heir in the future and will have the right to inherit, then, for the sake of fairness, he will naturally not receive the love and warmth of his parents.

But Feng Ruixi has no inheritance rights, so his parents naturally love him more.

So in fact, it is still fair, if you can only choose one of rights and warmth, it will be given to the right person.

Countless midnight dreams come back, and Feng Mocheng will always think of his mother's words.

You must never reveal your thoughts, and you can't say it easily. Once you say it, you may not be far from death.

Because no one knows what the other party is thinking, whether they will calculate, whether they will grab his weakness and stab him severely.

There are traps everywhere in this world. As an heir, one has to be careful every step of the way in order to keep the family business and the brilliance created by the ancestors.

Keeping a business is harder than starting a business.

Feng Mocheng had a long, long dream, in which he returned to his childhood.

When he was a child, he was juicy and cute, but he never tasted the happiness and warmth that his peers should have. All he had was that his parents kept teaching him how to be an heir, how to manage his subordinates vigorously, how to manage every step of the way, Calculating everywhere, how to figure out other people's minds, and not let the other party pry into their own minds.

This was a dream, and even Feng Mocheng himself almost thought that he had gone back to the past, but it wasn't until he opened his eyes and saw the first ray of sunlight in the morning that he realized that it was just a dream.

But it was a real dream, because it all happened.

He thought he would never think of those again, but when his parents came here, they brought back those memories again.

He stretched out his hand to block the first ray of sunlight coming in from the window, and gradually became confused in his hazy vision.

He let go of his hand, the woman beside him was sleeping soundly, Lin Jing was sleeping soundly, she was exhausted last night.

Her back was facing him, and there were still many hickey marks on her back, which were the marks left by him.

Feng Mocheng stretched out his hand to caress her back, kissed her lightly on the shoulder, and said in a low voice, "You don't need to understand my mind, you never need to understand, as long as I understand it myself."

He closed his eyes, greedily smelling her fragrance, smelling the lazy breath of her sleeping in the early morning.

……

Lin Jing opened his eyes.

It was already dawn, she touched the bed, but Feng Mocheng was not by her side.

Is he up?
Lin Jing sat up from the bed, picked up the phone and checked the time.

It's already past 10 o'clock in the morning.

Suddenly, she found a post-it note on the bed cabinet, she took it over, and the tough and domineering font came into view, "I will forgive you today, you don't have to go to the company to accompany me."

(End of this chapter)