Hidden Marriage Wife:Passionate And Wild CEO

The sky seemed to be pierced, and the rain fell more and more heavily, and the rain beads crackled and clattered.

Feng Jingchen sat alone in the small pavilion at the corner of the street, watching the heavy rain in silence. He can accept nothing. He believes that he can do the same if he leaves Fengjia. He can also accept that shangjinghui is not his mother and Fengjia is not his home. But what he can't accept is that the woman is alive, why can't she go back and have a look?

Is it true that she set fire to Feng Jinghong? If it's really her, then it's his own mother who killed his brother who has always been good to him

His head ached faintly.

He raised his hand and began to think about Lu Shiran. When he left, her face was really ugly. But he didn't want to go back. Lu Shiran's distrust made him especially disgusted. Such a big thing, she can actually hide under his nose, leading to a mess now!

"Feng Zong." The assistant took a man through the heavy rain and stopped in front of him.

"Feng Zong." The visitor bowed and bowed and flattered.

"Do you know how to do it?" He took out his cigarette, lit it with a lighter, squinting slightly and staring at the man.

"Don't worry, you won't let Mu do nothing." The man nodded again and again.

"Where public opinion leads, you can do it well." Feng Jingchen lowered his eyes and said in a deep voice.

"Mr. Feng, how to deal with the company's affairs? I don't know where Feng Lei said that he would arrive tomorrow, and it would be troublesome if he wanted to get here. " The assistant whispered.

"He does whatever he likes." Feng Jingchen frowned and said in disgust.

"But..." The assistant hesitated for a moment. Seeing that he looked cold, he turned to the topic: "those reporters in the hospital have been asked to leave. Don't worry about it, madam."

He was silent for a moment and gave a low "um" sound.

Grief and anger, loss, pain All kinds of complex emotions crowded in his heart, so that all other people and things become a little fuzzy, including Lu Zhiran.

When people are in extreme pain, what will they think? Is it death, escape, or fantasy that nothing ever happened?

Feng Jingchen didn't know what other people were like. Anyway, he was black in his head, just like the sky outside. Occasionally a few sparks flash, but the nature of the spark is anger.

The heavy rain is more and more serious, the street lamp beside the pavilion in the middle of the street flashed a few times and went out. There was a car whistling by, and the wheels crushed the water on the road, splashing around

several people surrounded him, waiting for him to get up.

I don't know how long after that, he suddenly waved his hand and whispered, "you go to work, I'll sit down for a while."

Several people looked at each other, worried, but helpless.

Walking slowly out of the pavilion, turning around to see, he was lighting a cigarette. The flames darted up and reflected on his face. The wind blew and the flames swayed, and his look was somewhat cloudy and sunny.

They didn't know what to say, so they had to separate and do what he told them.

The patter of rain hit his ears, his brain crowded with all kinds of experience from small to large. From his tiny, nestling in the door frame waiting for the warmth of his parents, to the fire a few years ago, every shot made him feel like he was subjected to torture.

This world is very cruel, do not let you off with your money or not.

You can see that others are living happily. Maybe they think you are rich and comfortable when they look at you.

Feng Jingchen was born in a diamond robe in the eyes of others. He has so many, except his parents

Now, the reality is bloody in front of him. In addition to a bitter smile, he has been unable to describe his feelings.

Does that make sense? I can't think of it!

Was his birth a mistake? Who knows!

The smoke was moistened and wet, and turned on in the dim night light. He squinted and stood up slowly. No matter how sad, he has to face those people, those things, those darkness, those unbearable.

It's no big deal.

He pinched his cigarette and strode into the rain.

……

Lu Shiran can't lie down. She is in a terrible mess. She wants to find Feng Jingchen. He is angry and still sad. What if he does something drastic?

"Ma'am, you have to take care of yourself." Yin Dong came to see her, sat up and quickly came to hold her down.

"Only when I saw him did I take care of myself." Lu Shiran insists on getting out of bed and leaving with his shoes on.

The needle had been finished, and the band aid on the back of the hand that stuck to the eye of the needle had not been torn. A small blood stain was stained on the back of the white hand. She was wearing a light blue medical suit, and a bracelet with the hospital number, name and cause of disease on her wrist.

When he opened the door and went out, Xu Yangze just put out a cigarette and turned to look over.

"What's up?"

"I want to go back." She whispered.

"Don't be stubborn. Your health is the most important thing." Xu Yangze stopped her and said in a low voice.

"I'm going back." She said stubbornly.

"He doesn't want the child, and don't you want it? He doesn't want you, and you don't want yourself? " Xu Yangze also stubbornly stopped her, firm never let her past.Lu Shiran lowered her hands and said sadly, "what should I do?"

"There are so many people around him that you are not the only one." Xu Yangze bent down, could not help but pick her up, strode back to the ward, carefully put back on the bed.

Lu Shiran doesn't know how to refute it. For Feng Jingchen, her strength was insignificant in any aspect except feelings. She couldn't help him anything. That's all. She screwed him up. She now even suspected that her feelings were insignificant to him.

She was a little person, or not suitable for him at all.

Seeing that her face was ugly, Xu Yangze took a cup of milk, heated it up, and handed the straw to her mouth.

"Have a drink..."

"You go back. There are still people in your family to take care of." Lu Shiran bit the straw and whispered.

"No one. I only take care of you." Xu Yangze sat down and said in a low voice, "Lu Shiran, I don't want to revenge. I just want to take care of you."

"Don't be silly. You're going to be a dad, whether you get revenge or not." Lu Shiran pursed her lips and whispered, "go back."

"How I wish that child It's not mine. " Xu Yangze wry his smile and rubbed his hands on his face. He said with a low voice, "people can't do wrong things. Sometimes they do something wrong. What they own is gone. They turn into bubbles, and the wind blows away."

"It will be OK, Xu Yangze. We will all be OK." Lu Shiran patted the back of his hand and said in a low voice.

"But Lu Shiran, I can't do without you." Xu Yangze turned his head and gazed at her red and swollen eyes and said in a slow voice, "so you are OK. If I can see you well, I will be better."

"I'm fine." When Lu Shiran said this, she bit the tip of her tongue. She was stunned for a moment and giggled.

Xu Yangze looked at her in surprise, until she did not smile, then whispered: "what's the matter?"

"Can you tell me about your family?" Lu Shiran digs off the topic and sobs. Before he makes a sound, he nods again and again, "no, don't say it. I don't know what's good..."

Xu Yangze inhaled deeply, stroked her hair, and whispered, "yes, I don't know. Don't cry, you cry My heart aches... "

"You say, will he still love me? He hates me now... " Lu Shiran asked in tears.

Xu Yang Ze lip trembles, hoarse voice says: "can."

Lu picked up the quilt, covered his head and sobbed for a while, and whispered, "go back, I'll sleep."

Xu Yangze patted her hair again, got up slowly and went out.

Lu Shiran glared at her eyes, trying to sleep, but unable to sleep.

Life goes up and down in succession.

Listening to the rain all night, I feel confused.

……

"Dong Dong..."

There were several knocks on the door. It was very delicate.

Lu Shiran reluctantly opened her eyes and looked at the place where the sunlight was coming in. She saw that the door was pushed open a little, and there were flowers crowded in the crack of the door, followed by Luo Ling Xi's cat eyes and her small head.

"Sister Lu..." She called softly.

"Well," she said with a farfetched smile. Her hand came out of the quilt and waved to Luoling Xi.

"Sister Lu." Luo Ling Xi's step is very light, tiptoe over, put the flowers on the bedside table, bent down to see her, "you don't care?"

"I'm fine." Lu Shiran shook his head.

"I saw reporters outside again. I cheated them into the opposite building." Luo Ling Xi's thumb pointed back and whispered.

"How did you cheat?" Lu asked casually.

"I ran past them with my mobile phone and pretended to be mysterious. I said that I got the exact information. You were asked on the top floor over there, and I would go there to take photos of you. They all followed him... "

Luo Ling Xi vomited the tip of her tongue, and then said angrily, "what's good about this? I'm still around here. I'm going to tell my brother to send someone to kick out all these annoying people who don't report serious things. "

"Thank you." Lu Shiran squeezed out a smile and looked behind her.

The footstep sounds a bit like Feng Jingchen, but it's not.

A tall figure appeared at the door, the visitor is Feng Lei!

What a quick move!

She twisted her eyebrows and looked at him in a defiant way.

"Are you ok?" Feng Lei put a fruit basket on the tea table beside him and walked slowly to the bed.

"Good." Lu Shiran nodded.

"I can't reach Jing Chen." Feng Lei twisted his eyebrows and took a look at Luo Ling Xi.

"I'll go out..." Luo Ling Xi pointed to the outside with interest.

"No, you peel an apple for me." Lu Shiran stops Luo Ling Xi. She doesn't want to get along with Feng Lei alone. Luo Ling Xi looks at her face and has sharp teeth and sharp mouth. She can help her stop for a while.

"Oh." Luo Ling Xi immediately put down her small backpack, took out a big and red apple from the fruit basket, quickly washed it, and then took out a knife from the bag and sat on one side to cut it.Feng Lei looked at Luo Ling Xi again and said in a low voice, "we all know about Jingchen. The company hopes that he will go back as soon as possible, avoid these things for the time being, and come out to work after calming down. "

"I don't think it conflicts with his work. He's not incompetent." Lu said discontentedly.

"Negative news has a big impact on stock prices." Feng Lei twisted his eyebrows and said in a deep voice, "can you contact him?"

"No Lu Shiran shook his head and said bluntly.

"Well..." Feng Lei glasses after a flash of light, continue to say: "if he comes back, you let him go back to the company to find me."

"Well, if he comes back. And isn't he hiding himself now? Why do you have to let him hide in silver Lu said discontentedly.