Mr.Feng's Belove Wife

Looking at her worried appearance, Darren stroked her hair and replied with a smile, "don't worry. I'll be fine. You have a good rest. I'll go with her to meet Feng Xun..."

"Will you come to see me again?" Asked Mrs. Woodson.

"It will be!" Darren nodded and said in a low voice, "I've inquired with the hospital. You'll be discharged tomorrow. If you can, I hope to see you off!"

"Well, that's a deal!" Mrs. Woodson quickly and excitedly took the palm of his hand.

Darren nodded with a smile, raised the back of her hand, put it on her lips and gave it a kiss. Then he released her hand and said to the bodyguard Jiashan, "come on, take me to see feng Xun!"

Mrs. Woodson watched Darren leave the ward with her bodyguard, Jiashan, until the door of the ward was closed.

One side of Gina, see mother's face covered with a layer of light melancholy, went to the bed, whispered: "you have a rest early, your friend, it will be OK!"

"How can I sleep when he suddenly appears today?" Mrs. Woodson shook her head and said with a bitter smile.

"Since you can't sleep, why don't you tell me the story between you and him?" Gina asked with a tentative smile, her lips slightly crooked.

Mrs. Woodson looked down at her daughter sitting by the bed, sighed and asked with a bitter smile, "Zina, do you really want to hear about me and him?"

Gina nodded and explained in a low voice: "although I don't know him, I just saw the atmosphere of you two and the look at each other. I know that the story between you and him must be very special..."

She said this, adding cautiously: "because of that look, I never saw it in the sight between you and your father!"

Mrs. Woodson was slightly stunned, with a smile of self mockery on her lips. She said slowly, "yes, he and your father are really two different types... Your father has a good family background, and he is good at making money and running contacts, but he is different. He is poor in family, but he has amazing talent. In our time, he is very talented, He can be said to be one of the best and most promising artists... "

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Weston Hotel presidential suite.

The bodyguard Jiashan takes Darren to the reception hall of the presidential suite. Feng Xun and the seventh day of the summer are already sitting on the sofa waiting.

Jiashan stepped back respectfully. On the seventh day of the summer, seeing Darren standing in front of Feng Xun and not sitting down, she pointed to the sofa opposite him and said with a smile, "Mr. Darren, please sit down."

Darren politely said thanks, and then sat down slowly.

"Would you like coffee or red wine, Mr. Darren?" On the seventh day of the summer, he stood up and tried to pour him some drinks, but Darren shook his head and laughed and declined.

"No, just a glass of water!" Darren gave a faint smile. At the beginning of summer, he shrugged his shoulders, got up and went to one side. He poured a glass of orange juice for Darren and put it in front of him: "at this time, coffee and red wine are not suitable. Juice is better. Mr. Darren, please take your time!"

With these words, she sat back beside Feng Xun, and her eyes fell curiously on Darren in front of her.

She knew there was nothing wrong with what she had seen in the street before. The man in the picture was the former lover of Mrs. Woodson!

Seen in the photo before, she only felt that the lover's temperament was quite unique, her blue eyes were very eye-catching, and her face was slightly melancholy.

Today, even though more than ten years have passed, he is no longer the young man in the photo, but his temperament is still the same. His blue eyes still show a touch of melancholy, and his white shirt sets off his cold and thin.

"Thank you, madam Feng!" Darren took a sip of the juice from the corner of his lips. Facing Feng Xun and the seventh day of the summer, he said calmly, "I don't know what Mr. Feng asked me to talk about?"

His voice fell, Feng Xun didn't open his mouth. He just looked at him with deep eyes and frowned slightly.

On the seventh day of the summer, seeing that Feng Xun didn't speak, he couldn't help poking his arm. Instead of Feng Xun, he said, "well, Mr. Darren, I saw you at the intersection of the business center in the afternoon. I thought it was incredible at that time..."

"Madame Feng has seen me before?" Darren raised his eyebrows and asked in disbelief.

"I haven't seen you..." Xia Chu Qi shook his head and explained with a smile, "but I've seen a picture of Mr. Darren!"

"Photos?" Darren repeated her words with a bright question on his face.

"It's an old photo more than ten years ago. I don't know if Mr. Darren saw Mrs. Woodson just now..."

On the seventh day of the summer, he thought about it and added: "of course, I haven't seen that picture with my husband Feng Xun before. It was given to Mrs. Woodson when Mrs. mantelling visited Mrs. Woodson in the hospital a few days ago. The picture is a group photo of their two wives and Mr. Darren!"

"A group photo more than ten years ago..." Darren's eyes narrowed slightly, his face was in a trance, as if he had fallen into memory.

Seeing his reaction on the seventh day of the summer, he knew that he had not seen the group photo. He turned his head to Feng Xun and whispered in a low voice: "Feng Xun, it seems that his appearance has nothing to do with the mantening family!"

Feng Xun didn't trust Darren so much. He said coldly, "Mr. Darren, do you know why I asked you to come here?"

Darren, who was originally immersed in the memory, was interrupted. He looked hostile at Feng Xun and sighed in a low voice: "Mr. Feng, don't you want to ask me why I didn't die?"

Feng Xun's face sank down. On the seventh day of the summer, knowing that he was disgusted with the man in his heart, he gently held Feng Xun's hand to comfort him, and then said with a smile to Darren in front of him: "we have two questions in our heart, please ask Darren to answer them!"

Darren nodded slightly and replied with a smile, "please say --"

"The first question is what Mr. Darren said just now. Since you are not dead, why has there been no news?"

The seventh day of the summer laughed and continued to ask, "there is a second question, that is, Mr. Darren, why did he suddenly appear in Kansas and what is the purpose?"

Darren did not answer directly, but looked thoughtfully at the seventh day of the summer. After a moment, he said with a smile: "Mrs. Feng is a straightforward person, which is similar to EVA when she was young..."

On the seventh day of the lunar new year, he picked his eyebrows and just wanted to ask him who EVA was. When he saw Feng Xun's whole body, he said unhappily, "you are not qualified to call my mother's nickname in this tone!"