Mr.Feng's Belove Wife

As expected, Jessica left New York for fear of being found by the police after chatting with him.

There is no doubt that the only thing that can make her leave in a short time is the plane arranged by manstar!

Looking at the moving icon, it seems that it stops somewhere and Feng Xun's lips are slightly raised. It seems that manstar is not in a hurry to send her out of the US border, that is to say, his mother is still in the US

Feng Xun thought of this and told the driver in the front row: "turn around, don't go back to Long Island, go to Manhattan, I have something to do!"

The driver who was going to drive back to Long Island, New York, responded respectfully and turned around to drive back to Manhattan.

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Kansas.

In a clean farm, Mrs. Woodson is idly turning the TV program with the remote control, but she can't find the program she's interested in. She throws away the remote control unhappily and asks the busy peasant woman nearby, "why don't you even have HBO?"

"Really, I don't know, I seldom study these..." the peasant woman shook her head, wiped her hands, took up the teapot, poured a cup of tea, handed it to Mrs. Woodson sitting on the sofa, and said with a smile, "madam, this is our own tea. Try it!"

Mrs. Woodson took a look at the teacup in front of her and frowned subconsciously. She could not use this kind of porcelain at all, but now there is no better one. She can only make do with it for a while.

Fortunately, the just brewed tea tastes good, which also makes her impetuous mood a little better.

"Would you like something to eat, madam? I've just made some baked pumpkin cakes, and my husband likes them very much... "Seeing that she didn't dislike the cup of tea, the farmer asked with a smile.

"No, I don't like this snack because it makes me fat!" Mrs. Woodson waved her hand in disgust. She didn't want to eat this kind of coarse snack made by a country woman. She looked at the dark sky and asked coldly, "when are you going to come, my dear guest?"

"I don't know..." the peasant woman shook her head in confusion and replied honestly, "I also heard my husband say that there are distinguished guests coming and asked me to prepare one more guest room!"

"In your environment, no matter how well the guest room is packed, what kind of guests can you serve?" Mrs. Woodson sneered, her smile full of irony.

She has only been here for less than two days. She is almost driven mad by the farm environment. She has no exquisite bedding, incense and bath environment, not even exquisite afternoon tea, not to mention her sets of expensive skin care products and famous clothes

"Look at my hands. They're getting rough without even the hand cream!" Woodson reached out his well maintained hands and sighed painfully.

Luckily, in her purse, she love to bring makeup and small bottles of cream and spray, and a small bottle of mask to make her face completely free of maintenance.

"Madam, I see your hands are very good, much better than mine!" The peasant didn't feel anything wrong with Mrs. Woodson's hands at all, she said with a smile of relief, and did not forget to show her hands.

"What do you know?" Mrs. Woodson looked coldly at the farmer's rough, dry and red hands, and said with a sneer, "your hands are worse than those of our maids!"

"Haha, we're used to farm work, we're used to it..." the farmer's wife didn't care about her sarcastic tone. She shook her head and said with a smile, "in winter, if we don't have frostbite, thank God. You didn't see my husband's hand, alas..."

When she said this, she suddenly remembered something, patted her head and said, "no, I have to send some food to my husband!"

"Didn't he know he was coming back to eat? Why do you even want to send it? " Asked Mrs. Woodson contemptuously, raising her eyebrows.

"Sometimes he forgets the time when he works. If I don't deliver food, he will come back hungry after finishing his work." The farmer's wife said with heartache, and then quickly apologized to Mrs. Woodson: "madam, you'll sit here for a while, and I'll deliver the meal!"

Mrs. Woodson answered with a faint voice, watching the farmer's wife pack the food in a thermos box and leave. Then she threw down her remote control and stood outside the window for a moment.

Seeing the farmer's figure out of sight, Mrs. Woodson went back to her room, took out her mobile phone and tried it. Sure enough, the power was too low to turn on!

But she looked all over the room, but she couldn't find the charger for her mobile phone. She asked the farmer for the phone here. Who would have thought that the farmer said the phone line was broken, but there was no electrician to come, so even if she had a landline, she couldn't get through!

This farm couple seems honest and honest. It doesn't seem to be cheating. But she can't imagine that in today's high-tech society, there are still people who don't use mobile phones. It doesn't matter if the landline is broken. They are busy with farm work every day, just like people in primitive society

She was trapped in this farm, and she could not leave by herself or contact the outside world. She suspected that she was kidnapped, but somehow she had food and drink here, and her hands and feet were not bound. She really didn't want what the gangsters did!

But she could not get any useful information. She just said that someone had arranged for her to stay with them for a period of time and asked them to treat her well!

They have done a good job of hospitality, and their attitude has always been very good. It's a pity that the environment here is far less than her villa in Long Island, New York. They don't even have automatic hot water. It's a torture to her!

She can't get in touch with the outside world, and she doesn't know her husband and children. When she finds out that she hasn't been home, what will her reaction be? There's Feng Xun

Mrs. Woodson thought of this and left the bedroom with a slight frown. She had been staring at the news on TV, only to find that there was no news about her disappearance. Maybe her family didn't notice her disappearance and didn't call the police!

But all this was not normal. She didn't know who arranged it. And the couple at the farm said that there were dignitaries visiting, which made her feel very strange.

Mrs. Woodson was about to go back to the TV and continue to watch the evening news when she heard a rumble outside.

She quickly went to the window, opened the blinds and looked out of the window. Because it was dark outside, she couldn't see what it was. She could only distinguish it from the distant roar, which seemed to be the sound of a helicopter.