Mr.Feng's Belove Wife

His subordinate aken quickly lowered his head and whispered in Feng Yan's ear: "I've sent someone to investigate the news. Feng Xun called family advisers before, and then faced with the prosecution of Mrs. Woodson, changed the difficult situation before. Moreover, Mrs. Woodson reconciled with Feng Xun, and she didn't get much assets. If she could make Mrs. Woodson give in, there must be a reason for it!"

Feng Yan's eyes flashed a cold light quickly, and her lips also rose slightly: "yes, Feng Xun's mother is a cunning old fox. She was so excited when she got the news that Feng Xun's father was alive from me. There is no doubt that she would blackmail Feng Xun with the news!"

"Yes, but now she not only didn't blackmail Feng Xun, but also chose not to sue, and even refused to admit the news that Feng Xun's father was alive with Yan Shao. It seems that she agreed to some conditions of Feng Xun, such as concealing his father's life..." ah Ken nodded, and also had some doubts about it.

Feng Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, rubbed the wall of the glass water cup, and said thoughtfully: "Feng Xun's mother is very insidious and cunning. She can get a lot of assets, so she can't let go so easily. Now she's turning back, and she's changing her tongue to protect Feng Xun. She must have something to do with Feng Xun!"

"I think so. Yan Shao, why don't we send someone to check it out and see what deal she has made with Feng Xun?" His subordinate, Ken, asked tentatively.

"No, we have a better way!" Feng Yan waved his hand. Under his opponent, a Ken told him in a deep voice: "you can directly catch the family adviser quietly for me. Remember, move fast and never disturb Feng Xun!"

"Yes His subordinate aken quickly answered the question, turned around and stepped down to arrange it.

Feng Yan is the only one left in the big house. He looks down at his right leg, which is still in plaster cast. The cold light flashed in his eyes.

Originally, he thought that this lawsuit between Feng Xun and his mother, Mrs. Woodson, could strike Feng Xun, and even pull him down from the position of the head of the family. But he didn't expect that Feng Xun would turn the situation around so quickly. He and his mother quietly chose to shake hands and make peace, and once again covered up the news that Feng Xun's father was alive!

Feng Yan snorts coldly. He wants to see what useful things Feng Xun has got from his family adviser. He can turn the situation around so quickly!

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Genoa.

A thin layer of mist shrouded the whole manor. On the seventh day of the summer, she seemed to see a familiar figure walking in front of her. She could not help raising her feet to follow her. Unconsciously, she walked out of the room, went to the green grass of the manor, and came to a forest.

The scenery of this forest is very beautiful. There are all kinds of colorful flowers. Occasionally, birds fly overhead. Occasionally, beautiful butterflies fall on the flowers and fly away slowly.

On the seventh day of the summer, she couldn't help but stop to enjoy the beautiful scenery. She even heard a burst of laughter. She quickly turned her head and looked in the direction of the laughter. She saw that the woman who was familiar with her back was playing with some children.

That woman has a beautiful black hair, so draped in the back, the top of her head is also wearing a woven wreath, let the heart of the seventh day of summer can not help but tremble.

"Ma, is that you?" She called tentatively, but the woman in front didn't hear her call. She was playing with some children around her.

On the seventh day of the summer, he quickened his pace and finally saw the woman's face. He suddenly showed a surprise smile: "Mom, it's really you. I'm the seventh day of the summer!"

The woman in front of her noticed the arrival of the seventh day of summer. She showed a gentle smile and slowly put the beautiful wreath woven in her hand on the head of the seventh day of summer.

"Mom, why are you here? Do you have something to say to me?" The seventh day of the summer asked excitedly.

The mother in front of her gave a faint smile and looked at her abdomen. The seventh day of the summer, following her eyes, immediately understood and subconsciously stroked her abdomen and explained with a smile: "Mom, do you know, I have a baby. This is my first baby and Feng Xun's first grandson!"

When she said this, she paused and said with a smile, "of course, it may be a granddaughter. I like both men and women very much!"

At last, she said with a chuckle, "Mom, you don't think I talk too much, do you? I'm so excited to see you. You know, I miss you all the time, especially after I recover my childhood memory... "

The mother in front of her nodded slightly, put her fingers on her lips, and then walked up behind her and began to comb her long black hair.

By the side of the small pond, the seventh day of the summer saw himself in the pond, originally dressed in long hair at random, in the mother's skillful hand, it was with a wreath to pull up a beautiful hairstyle.

"It's beautiful..." she murmured.

"My little seven is a beautiful girl!" Mother's familiar and gentle voice finally rang out, which made her tears come to her eyes.

"Mom, I am not as beautiful as you. You are the most beautiful woman in the world!"

The mother gave a low smile and broke her body. Her eyes were as gentle and amiable as those in her memory: "you are a good child, and you will be happy..."

"Well, I'm very happy now. Feng Xun is very kind to me!" On the seventh day of the summer, when Feng Xun was mentioned, a smile of happiness came from his heart.

In front of the mother slightly nodded, sighed: "did not expect, you finally came together... Perhaps this is predestined fate!"

On the seventh day of the summer, I always felt that my mother seemed to have something to say. I quickly asked, "Mom, you know Feng Xun and Feng family, right? When you rescued Feng Xun, you knew him long ago, didn't you? "

The mother nodded in front of her and did not deny Xia's conjecture. However, when Xia wanted to continue to ask, she waved her hand to stop her from asking. She said in a soft voice, "Xiao Qi, let the past go, don't go back to the source..."

"I don't understand..." Xia Chu Qi frowned slightly and said in a low voice: "I've seen your students and said that you were hurt by others. Mom, I want to revenge for you!"

"Silly child, don't take revenge for me..." Xia's mother stroked her face and said in a low voice: "live a good life for you and Feng Xun, don't be confused by hatred!"

"But..." on the seventh day of the summer, she wanted to say something, but her mother's figure seemed to be getting weaker and weaker. She subconsciously wanted to catch her mother's fingers, but found that what she caught was air.