Hidden Marriage Wife:Passionate And Wild CEO

"I have something to talk about." Seeing that she didn't move, he frowned slightly and said in a low voice, "come up after the talk Besides, you should not be hungry now. "

Lu Shiran's eyes are red. He grits his teeth and resists the impulse to scold him. He turns and walks upstairs.

Feng Jingchen stared at her back for a long time, turned to look at the assistants and said calmly, "you go to work."

Yin Donglai was relieved and said in a low voice, "Mr. Feng, I'll go first."

Feng Jingchen nodded, took the flower scissors and continued to repair the plate of jasmine. Green leaves are piled up around the large blue and white porcelain flowerpots. White petals fall from the branches from time to time. The air is full of jasmine fragrance.

The glass sliding door in the upstairs made a piercing sound. Then, a group of paper towels fell from the top, accompanied by Lu Zhiran's whistling and crying voice.

"Asshole, your uncle told you to go to him. Come on, let him beat you, beat your head, that would be great. Anyway, I just don't believe you. What do you like? Luoxuan's food is delicious. I'll call for takeout now

Feng Jingchen looked at the tissue beside his feet and continued to cut the flowers.

"Break up as soon as you break up. What's great? If you ask someone to send me documents to sign, I won't divide your property." Lu Shiran went to the terrace and looked at his back and said aloud.

He finally put down the flower scissors and walked slowly back to the hall.

Lu Shiran ran ran into a soft spot. He didn't pay any attention to her!

She was so angry that she wanted to vomit blood. She was so angry that her heart, liver and five organs almost burst. She was so angry that she trembled and wanted to fight with him.

She fell into a rocking chair on the terrace, staring at the sky in a daze.

The taste of the cold war is not good, Feng Jingchen is for the sake of children, so reluctantly let her back? Seeing his cold look, Lu Shiran was sad.

The door rang and she turned her head slowly.

Feng Jingchen came in slowly and sat down on the round sofa in the room. He was leaning forward with his elbows on his knees and staring at his toes.

Lu Shiran bit his lip and whispered, "what do you want?"

Feng Jingchen turned to look at her, frowned slightly, and said in a low voice, "aren't you going to the Investment Fair of seashells?"

"Why do you want me back if you want to drive me away?" Lu Shiran takes back her sight and says with hatred.

"You are not allowed to take a plane. You are afraid of bumps by car. We will take the train." He gazed at her and said slowly.

"Well?" Lu Shiran was stunned. Was she lying for two days and didn't wash her face and hair properly, and her ears were so full of earwax that she couldn't hear clearly?

"I have a high-speed rail soft sleeper." He rubbed his face and said in a low voice.

"Feng Jingchen, are you crazy or are you insane? You went to the hospital the day before yesterday, but you wanted to break up with me. Also said that the child wants to be born, does not have the birth to pull down What are you doing now? " Lu Shiran stands up and looks at him in a puzzled way.

Feng Jingchen was silent for a moment and turned to look at her.

Lu Shiran can't help but step back! His eyes, she is too familiar, every time to say hurt her words, will show such cold, merciless eyes.

But at this time he did not say anything, just quietly looked at her, for a long time before quietly said: "sorry."

Lu Shiran was stunned again.

Did Feng Jingchen apologize? Is it really an apology?

She pulled out her ears and frowned.

"I'm in a bad mood these days." He stood up and walked slowly towards her.

"You can't get angry with me." Lu said wrongly.

"You should remember this lesson, whatever it is, tell me first." His hand fell on her shoulder and gently squeezed it twice. "Can you remember?"

In fact, Lu Shiran doesn't like his tone of voice. For example, the superiors ask the lower level and the elders ask for the children. She was quiet for a moment, but still nodded. She always felt that it was a little wrong with him and put him in such a big trouble.

"Well." She drooped her long eyelashes and nodded.

"Look at me." Feng Jingchen gently pinched her chin with two fingers and lifted it up gently.

Lu Shiran's long eyelashes trembled, but still refused to see him.

Feng Jingchen's fingers slide on her hot cheek, gently slide a few times, fall on her shoulder, gently hook, arm around, lock her in the arms.

Lu Shiran was stunned for a moment, hugged his waist and said wrongly, "I'm in a panic."

"Knead." His hand fell on her heart and pressed it gently.

Lu Shiran earned it for a while, but failed to do so. She was more and more aggrieved. Her nose was blocked and she asked softly, "what's the use of this?"

"It's no use..." He leaned down with his chin on top of her head and said in a low voice, "what do you want to do to help?"

Lu Shiran's small fists pounded him hard on his back, and asked dumbly, "do you have a headache?"

"No pain." He shook his head and rubbed his chin on top of her head."Fengjingchen, you are too bad." Lu Shiran's tears fell to the ground and sobbed: "you left a cruel word and ran away without a trace, leaving me alone there scared to death."

"Well..." He was silent for a moment and gave a low hum.

"Would you? What is your mouth made of? " Lu Shiran struggled to open the door. He pulled his lips with both hands. He cried and asked, "let me see if it's a stone mouth, a stone heart?"

Feng Jingchen closed his teeth and bit her fingertips.

He drooped his eyes and hid all his emotions in his usual calm manner. Lu Shiran had no way to take him. He killed her. She wanted to have the backbone and kick him away! But, the foot Ya son raises, rubbed lightly on his leg, the tear flows fiercer.

"You are a shameless man. You have the ability to do what you say. Let me kill the child. When I get out of this door, the man I'm after can fill a truck She said a word of abuse, powerless.

"The second marriage is not very popular with her mother-in-law, unless she is an old man of 50 or 60 years old..." Feng Jingchen said slowly.

Lu Shiran cried even louder. He swung his fist in front of him and kept hitting him. "I want you to marry me for the second time. I want you to marry me for the second time. I want you to find me an old man who is 50 or 60 years old."

Feng Jingchen laughed, took her hand, pressed her in his arms, and took her to the round sofa.

The sofa was small enough for him to be alone. She could only sit on his lap and nest with him. Those warm sunshine poured in through the glass door and caged on the two people's bodies. With such a hug, all the resentment disappeared.

"Look at you crying How ugly... " He gently shook her chin, put his long finger across the tip of her nose and said in a low voice, "but I really want to leave you alone that day."

"Then you throw it! I promise to get married right away. " Lu Shiran choked.

He was silent for a moment and whispered, "I can't bear it."

Lu Shiran turned to look at him, frowned slightly and said in a soft voice, "are you still reluctant to give up?"

"Yes, you are." Feng Jingchen forehead against the past, and she gently rub, low whispered: "anything can give up, is reluctant to give up you."

"Well, how nice I am." Lu Shiran laughs and hugs his shoulder.

"So good to have no friends." Feng Jingchen also laughed.

"Who said, I have many friends." Lu Shiran's hand was drilling into him. He found his mobile phone and whispered, "I'm going to call the company and ask sister Yan and uncle Liu to help me watch the company. I also want to tell Dr. Xu about the progress there. "

With that, suddenly there was a noise outside the door.

"Feng Jingchen, come down quickly."

This is the voice of shangjinghui!

Lu Shiran slipped off his leg and walked quickly to the terrace to see it. Shangjinghui, with swollen eyes and a pair of high-heeled shoes, is standing in the courtyard, looking up at the terrace.

"Feng Jingchen, where is Feng Lanxi? Hand her over! She dares to set my son on fire, and I will not let her go. " She pointed to the landing to pick up dye and snapped questions.

Lu Shiran turns to look at Feng Jingchen. He sits still and looks cloudy and sunny.

If it was Feng Lanxi who set fire to Feng Jingchen, he would be more responsible for the crime of Feng Jinghong!

"Feng Jingchen, Feng Lanxi is not dead, is he? Where is she? She is so vicious that she will go to hell! I tell you, if I find her, I will kill her myself Shangjinghui roared and waved the small bag in her hand.

The bodyguards gathered around and didn't know what to do.

Feng Jingchen finally stood up, walked slowly to the terrace, looked down at her, said coldly and haughtily, "try."