Lucky One becomes Unlucky

Qian Zhaozhao turns her attention to Feng Heng. Her heart beats violently. She reaches out her hand and pinches Feng Heng Junyi's face: "Hello

Feng Heng's sword eyebrow frowned, his hands fell down, and his face looked very tired.

She Shi ran took back her hand, relieved. It should be just a coincidence. How could Feng Heng be related to this game?

It's impossible!

She denied her idea and looked back at the game.

At this time, [Feng Heng is a big pig] has already stepped out of the bumper car yard step by step, and the bumper car he used to sit in is stopping in the center and turning around. I don't know how he did it, so all the bumper cars around him stop running.

The kids in the game are crying all at once

This is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that Qian Zhaozhao found that the number of Yuan Bao he held was - 1200.

Qian Zhaozhao's face was as black as the bottom of the pot: "are you going to piss me off?"

Feng Heng is a big pig, but he doesn't pay attention to her. He looks around and frowns more and more tightly. It's very strange here. It seems to be a circular space and can't get out at all!

Seeing that he didn't speak, Qian Zhaozhao poked him in the face.

"Don't make any noise." He said it in a cold voice, but he was not angry.

When Qian Zhaozhao heard his cruel and domineering voice and looked at his excellent face, his heart fluttered, and the fire in his heart suddenly disappeared.

"All right."

Feng Heng is a big pig. Her face is much better because she is so obedient.

At this time, the sky one after another fireworks bloom, people are looking up at the sky together.

Qian Zhaozhao looks at [Feng Heng is a big pig head] standing alone in the night, his tall figure is a little lonely.

She couldn't help reaching out and touching his hand.

[Feng Heng is a big pig] he feels the touch on his hand, and there is a flash in his eyes. After all, he doesn't refuse Qian Zhaozhao.

Lonely night seems to increase the temperature at this moment.

It's good to have her with you

[Feng Heng is a big pig] the pink peach heart on his head appears rapidly, and the value of love goes up until 450.

At this time, the car stopped in front of Fengjia villa, and Ji Dong got off and gently buttoned the window.

Qian Zhaozhao immediately points back to the prison and closes the game.

And Feng Heng is awake.

This man really sleeps fast and wakes up in time.

Feng Heng didn't expect to sleep in the car again. He got out of the car with a calm face and ordered Ji Dong in a low voice. Then he entered the house with Qian Zhaozhao.

"There are many women who want to be famous by Hengheng, but Qiu Ying'er has gone too far to frame Zhaozhao. This unscrupulous woman absolutely needs to show her some color."

"Yes, the old director." Find the plume and set up the horse path.

Before Qian Zhaozhao came in, she heard granny Feng speak indignantly for herself. Her heart was warm.

She thought that if something like this happened to her, the Fengs would try their best to cancel the engagement, but now she really meant it to her.

After that, Granny Feng saw her and immediately welcomed her and took her hand: "Zhaozhao, you're here. It's our honing that makes you aggrieved again."

Qian Zhaozhao can't help thinking of the last time he slept with Feng Heng. His face feels like a fire.

Granny Feng looked at Feng Heng and glared at him angrily: "what are you going to do with that Fox son?"

"Grandma, I have arranged for the public relations department and the legal department to deal with this matter. You can rest assured." Feng Heng returned calmly.

Granny Feng looked at him meaningfully: "not to let me rest assured, but to let Zhaozhao rest assured."

Hearing this, Qian Zhaozhao smiles awkwardly.

What worries her?

After a meal, Qian Zhaozhao politely refused to stay with her grandmother. Last time, she had a psychological shadow.

Before leaving, Granny Feng pulled Qian Zhaozhao aside and whispered, "Zhaozhao, let me tell you a secret. We have never been in love since we are so big."

"Ah?" Qian Zhaozhao looks at the tall and straight figure waiting in the distance. Feng Heng is the best. He is handsome and rich. He has never been in love!

With a smile, Granny Feng put a box of things into Qian Zhaozhao's hand and whispered, "if he doesn't understand something, take the initiative."

Because the light money is dim, Qian Zhaozhao can't see what's on his hand. He weighs it over and doesn't care.

Granny Feng is so mysterious, isn't it a family treasure? Her heart suddenly happy, Granny Feng is really generous.

Qian Zhaozhao put the box into the bag and walked towards Feng Heng. He was very happy.

Granny Feng couldn't help telling her: "come on, I'll take care of you!"

"OK, grandma." Qian Zhaozhao replied cleverly.

Granny Feng was immediately relieved.

This child is really a bit transparent. It seems that holding great grandchildren is just around the corner.

Feng Heng saw Qian Zhaozhao come to him bouncing. He was surprised and got on the bus. He couldn't help asking, "what did grandma say to you?"

While turning over his bag, Qian Zhaozhao said, "grandma said you've never been in love."

Feng Heng Junyi's face was as black as the bottom of the pot!

"What else?" His voice is gloomy, and at the same time, he presses the isolation from the front seat to block Ji Dong's eyes.

Qian Zhaozhao finally found the box given to him by his grandmother and took it out in front of Feng Heng: "she gave it back to me."

The light in the car hit the bright box, and three bright words were exposed: Duras.

Feng Heng's eyes fell on the box of super large shock (* *) in Qian Zhaozhao's hands, and tie Qing's face changed rapidly.

Qian Zhaozhao also noticed the small box in his hand and opened his eyes. His small face turned red and became a pig liver color.

How granny Feng gave her this!

At the moment, she would like to find a hole to drill in. Granny Feng doesn't take such a pitfall with her!

"What... I thought it was a treasure..." Qian Zhaozhao was in a very complicated mood. He felt that he was holding a hot potato in his hand, neither taking it nor collecting it.

Feng Heng's face has returned to normal after seeing the scene. However, he looks at Qian Zhaozhao, who is particularly embarrassed, but his lips are also hooked.

All the way back, Qian Zhaozhao fidgeted. The temperature of her whole body could not drop for a long time, especially when she saw the box on the side.

Finally, she got to Qian's house and got off the bus without calling.

In the car, Feng Heng looks at Qian Zhaozhao's figure leaving in a hurry and the box on the seat. He takes it in his slender hand, looks at it, gently raises his hand, throws the box out of the window and into the dustbin.

"Go to the Vinson clinic." He resumed his usual indifference and said to Ji Dong.

……

In Vincent's private clinic.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Feng. According to your current situation, we can't find out which aspect is wrong. I need to have a meeting with other doctors to make a diagnosis." Dr. Vincent looks at Feng Heng's examination report and apologizes.

Feng Heng sits on the sofa and looks up at the gentle man with silver glasses in front of him.

"How long will it take?"

Dr. Vincent said, "at least one month."

Feng Heng pulled the slightly wrinkled corner of his clothes, stood up and took a step: "then I'll come back in a month."

Ji Dong watched Feng Heng come out with a gloomy face. He knew that this time things were not going well, and he didn't dare to ask. He followed him closely.

"What did you find out about the beach party?" Feng Heng suddenly asked in a voice.

"Well, at that time, there was a reporter mixed in at the banquet, and just caught the picture of his future wife being framed by Qiu Yinger."

"But the reporter didn't have the guts. The person who really released the rumors changed hands several times and finally found out that it was the famous paparazzi yuan Fei. The person behind him," Ji dongdun said, "is Mohist. I suspect it's Mo Yanjing."

He shuddered at the thought of Mo Yanjing's rebellious smiling tiger.

Feng and Mo seem to make friends outside, but those who know the inside know that Mo Yanjing, their chief CEO, and Feng Heng are not dealing with each other. If it wasn't for his father Mo song, I'm afraid the Mohists would have broken up with Feng.

"Mo Yanjing doesn't know how to play such tricks." Feng Heng ponders a way, start of, another person.