Mr.Feng's Belove Wife

Ritchie also wanted to persuade his boss, but he saw that Pedro had no patience to say more, so he had to nod helplessly.

On the seventh day of the summer, I thought Pedro would refuse her request, or at least wait a few more days, but I didn't expect that after her request, all the computers and mobile phones would be ready in a short time.

Seeing a look of surprise floating on Xia's face on the seventh day of the lunar new year, Laixi couldn't help laughing and said, "Miss Xia, now you believe what I said. The boss really doesn't want to put you under house arrest. You see you want a mobile phone and a computer. The boss immediately sent someone to arrange it..."

The expression of the seventh day of the summer became a little complicated, but in the end it just turned into a sentence: "thank him for me."

She didn't know what Pedro was thinking, either because she was convinced that she couldn't leave his so-called "resort", or because he thought Feng Xun was dead, so he put down his guard, but no matter what the possibility was, she didn't have to be isolated from the outside world!

On the seventh day of the summer, she turned on the computer and connected to the Internet. While reading the news, she picked up the brand-new mobile phone and quickly dialed Feng Xun's phone. Even though she knew that the call must be just a busy tone, she still held the last hope and tried

As expected, she waited for a long time until a busy tone came from the other end of the phone. She still held the mobile phone and did not put it down.

She searched for the news about Feng Xun in those explosive news, and found nothing. She breathed a low breath. She knew that at this time, there was no news, maybe the best news!

On the seventh day of the early summer, he took a deep breath and tried to dial Feng Xun again. When he heard the long waiting sound on the other end of the phone, he silently counted the Arabic numerals: "one, two, three, four, five, six..."

On the count of the seventh, there was a sudden movement from the other end of the phone. On the seventh day of the summer, he sat up straight, grasped the phone in his hand and asked, "Feng Xun, is that you? Tell me, are you

After a moment of silence, a deep and familiar voice came into her ears, but it was enough to make her tears.

"Little girl, it's me..."

At the beginning of summer, seven strong endure the tears that are about to gush out, and say in a choked voice: "I knew you were not dead, I knew you would be OK, I knew you would not leave me..."

"Little fool..." Feng Xun's familiar and spoiled sigh came from the other end of the phone, which finally made the seventh day of the summer unbearable. Tears fell down his cheeks.

"I promised you that I would not let anything happen to myself. No matter when or what happens, I will not leave you behind..."

On the seventh day of the summer when he heard this, he couldn't help sniffing and wiping the tears on his face. He said excitedly and angrily, "then why did you choose to do this that day? Do you know that I didn't want to leave you at all and throw you alone to face that cunning old man? Do you know how desperate I was to see that building explode? "

Feng Xun fell into a moment's silence on the other end of the phone, then with some helplessness and apology, he explained in a soft voice: "little girl, I'm sorry, the situation was critical at the beginning, I can't tell you too much, I can only let you go first..."

When he said this, he paused, frowned and asked in a low voice, "Pedro and I have made an agreement to let him take you away first. What did he do? He even took you back to let you see the explosion?"

His voice was also a little more anxious and concerned, not to be answered on the seventh day of the summer, and immediately asked: "little girl, tell me, have you been injured by the explosion? Did Pedro get you a doctor? How are you now? "

"I'm ok..." Xia Chuqi shakes her head and turns a blind eye to the wound on the back of her hand. She angrily says to Feng Xun on the other end of the phone: "I couldn't leave with Pedro at all, so I turned back to look for you, but I witnessed an explosion with my own eyes. I hated to rush in to save you, but Pedro stopped me! Later, I went to the ruins and searched for a long time. I found the body that had been blown up, but I couldn't find you... "

Before she finished her words, her tears fell down again and her voice choked more and more. She didn't even want to look back at the despair and pain at that moment, and her brain was even as painful as a burst.

When she saw her mother's death with her own eyes, she survived by hypnosis. She didn't know how she could survive this time if Feng Xun really died in the explosion!

"Little girl, don't cry, I didn't do well, let you worry for me, for my pain..." Feng Xun heard her sobbing voice, a heart also tight, hate can't immediately rush to her side, will her into the arms, good comfort.

Hear him full of apologies, but can't blame him on the seventh day of the summer, because what he did at that time was to let her leave that dangerous place safely first!

He risked on the edge of the cliff and gave her the safest chance to live

"Little girl, I'm sorry..." Feng Xun was still on the phone, apologizing to her again and again. On the seventh day of the summer, he shook his head and said in a low voice, "no, you don't have to apologize to me. The only thing I want now is that you're still alive!"

"Little girl..." Feng Xun wanted to say something else. On the seventh day of the summer, he interrupted him and said to himself, "you know, I had a terrible nightmare. I dreamed that you were injured by an explosion and that you were disfigured. When I woke up, I thought clearly. As long as you are alive, even if you have been lying in the hospital bed and need care, I will not give up on you! I want nothing more than you to live, that's all

Feng Xun's eyes are also slightly hot. He even feels that the mobile phone he is holding is a little hot at this moment. Even if he can't see her face, her hot and tearful eyes can be seen in his mind.

"Little fool..." he sighed with a low sigh. Thousands of emotions welled up in his heart, but he couldn't express them. He just laughed and joked: "for the time being, I don't need you to leave everything to take care of me, so you don't have to worry..."

"Feng Xun, are you not hurt?" On the seventh day of the summer, when he heard this, he forgot to shed tears and stood up abruptly. He almost turned over the water cup on the table beside him: "tell me, are you hurt?"

"Don't worry, I'm not hurt!" With a faint smile, Feng Xun comforted him in a soft voice: "I was not at the scene when the explosion happened that day..."

"Really? And where were you then, and the dead old man? " At the beginning of the summer, he was surprised and couldn't believe it for a moment. At the beginning, everything happened so fast. If Feng Xun was no longer at the scene, would the old man have run away?