Mr.Feng's Belove Wife

"That's what he deserves. He can play with people's hearts at will!" Early summer seven cold hum, think of that dead old man's face, hate teeth itch.

Even her mother, the younger generation he once raised, can say no because she has violated her own interests. Such a person is probably really blinded by the devil of desire!

When I think of my mother's experiences and the fact that I never mentioned my adoptive father in my diary, I feel sad for my mother on the seventh day of the summer

"Little girl, what's the matter?" Feng Xun saw her look suddenly become a little sad, also don't know what she thought of, quickly took her hand asked with concern.

"I'm just not worth it for my mother!" The seventh day of the summer shook her head and said with a bitter smile: "if she had not been raised by that dead old man, maybe she would be an ordinary person, and then she would live a happy life of ordinary people, and she would not have been poisoned!"

"In fact, your mother's life experience is not something she can choose..." Feng Xun comforted her in a low voice and asked: "have you ever asked your father about your mother's life experience? Does he know something, too? "

"What I wanted to say just now, but I couldn't say it because I was afraid that my father would be sad and angry. After all, who would have thought that the killer behind the death of my mother was actually her adoptive father?"

On the seventh day of the summer, he shook his head, took a deep breath and replied in a low voice, "so I still don't plan to tell my father about it for the time being. Moreover, I asked my father before, and he didn't know much about my mother's relatives. I think my father really didn't know much about my mother's life experience!"

"No matter what, your father is old now, so don't get too much stimulation, otherwise it will affect his mood and body!" Feng Xun sighed and patted her on the back of her hand to comfort her: "but there may be something else about your mother's life. Little girl, I'll send someone to find out. Maybe I can find your mother's real family members!"

The seventh day of the summer nodded with approval. If that was the case, at least she wanted to know how her mother was adopted by the dead old man, and whether her mother had any real relatives alive!

"This matter is not urgent, slowly to investigate..." early summer seven worried that Feng Xun would be busy for so many things, and regardless of his body, busy smile said: "if you reply to the mail, turn off the computer, have a good rest!"

"Yes, sir Feng Xun nodded with a low smile, closed the computer screen, let the seventh day of summer take away the laptop, patted the position beside him and said: "I'll have a rest, you accompany me?"

"You have a rest. I'll go next door and see the children!" On the seventh day of the summer, he helped him to pull the quilt and cushion the pillow between his waist. He lowered his head and kissed him on the cheek. Then he turned and left.

Feng Xun smiles and stares at her leaving figure. Until the door is closed, he picks up the mobile phone, dials a phone and orders in a low voice: "ah Kun, there's one thing you need to investigate. It's about the little girl's mother's life experience..."

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Danish sanatorium.

A young nurse, pushing the old man with pale hair, walked slowly on the grass. In the sunshine, the old man seemed to have a lot of ruddy complexion and a faint smile on his face.

The young nurse bowed her head and spoke patiently with the old man. However, the old man didn't answer anything. He just kept smiling, as if she could hear the voice of the nurse, but he didn't want to speak.

"Here you are again, sir!" At this time, a young man in a stiff suit came slowly. The young nurse nodded to him and said with a smile, "you always come on time. The old man got up early and was waiting for you. I didn't answer what I said just now, but my eyes have been watching the distance!"

"I said I would come!" The young man smiles and says to the nurse, "well, take care of him all the time. I'll take care of him for the time being."

"OK, you talk more with him. I think the old man's symptoms seem to have improved recently. He can understand us, but he still doesn't speak much, and his words are vague. But anyway, it's a good phenomenon!" The young nurse told the visitor with a smile about the recent progress.

"Thank you The man gave the female nurse a faint smile, which made her blush for a while, but in the end, she only dared to look at him a few more eyes, then turned and left quietly.

On the big lawn, there are only a few scattered people. Accompanied by the nurses, they are basking in the sunshine. The young man also pushes the old man in the wheelchair slowly forward, not forgetting to whisper some recent events.

He doesn't expect his elders to listen, but he believes that as long as he says more, people in wheelchairs will one day hear some!

"Too many things have happened recently, but they will succeed soon. Have you seen the news? That case has been submitted to the Hague court and is about to enter the trial stage!"

The young man said in a low voice. Seeing that the elders in the wheelchair didn't seem to have any reaction, they were not discouraged. He continued with a smile and said, "for this result, I've laid out the layout for too long, so long that I thought it would not succeed in the end. Fortunately, Feng Xun and the seventh couple in the early summer didn't let me down! After all, they joined hands and sent Cole, the dead old man in Burundi irrefutable evidence to the European Criminal Police Organization.

After the young man mentioned these names, the old man in the wheelchair finally moved slightly. His mouth, which had been closed tightly, began to open and close. With some difficulties, he said, "cole... Cole..."

"Yes, that's him, Cole Burundi!" When the young man saw that the old man finally had a reaction, he excitedly repeated the name several times, stopped pushing the wheelchair and squatted in front of the old man, with tears in his eyes.

"You still remember the name, right? You must remember the name that has harmed too many people and made you the current situation, right?"

The old man in his wheelchair slightly moved his eyelashes, and continued to speak vaguely in his mouth, "Cole... Cole... Cole Burundi... Ha ha..."

"Yes, the dead old man, that's him!" The young man nodded. Seeing that the elder in the wheelchair seemed to mention the name, he became a little excited. He could not help grasping his hands and asked with wide eyes, "you remember, remember the name and other things, right?"