Mr.Feng's Belove Wife

The next morning, Feng Xun and Mrs. Woodson, who was discharged on the seventh day of the summer, went to the airport in person. Their two daughters were carrying their luggage together. Mr. Woodson had been treated coldly by Feng Xun and his wife since last time, and he was accompanied by them all the way home.

However, Mrs. Woodson did not give her husband a straight eye. She kept looking up at the distance, looking around as if waiting for someone to appear.

"Mom, who are you looking for?" The second daughter, Gina, saw her mother fidgeting all the time and looked around. She couldn't help asking.

"I..." Mrs. Woodson looked at her husband and explained to her daughter.

But Feng Xun saw the expectation in his mother's eyes, and said in a light tone: "you don't need to change, he won't come!"

"Feng Xun, you --" when Mrs. Woodson heard his affirmation, her face suddenly changed. She grabbed Feng Xun's collar and asked in a low voice, "Why are you so sure? Did you do something to him? Last night you sent for him. What did you say to him and what did you do? "

"Mrs. Woodson, you don't have to be so excited..." the seventh day of the summer patted her hand, advised her to calm down first, then pointed to Woodson and her two daughters and reminded: "don't forget, there are your husband and daughter here!"

Mrs. Woodson just let go, her eyes fell straight on Feng Xun's face, frowned and asked, "what have you done to him, why are you sure he won't come to see me off?"

"I didn't do anything, I just sent someone to see him off ahead of time!" Feng Xun said indifferently.

"Why? Why did you send him away? " Mrs. Woodson always felt that things were not so simple. She took a deep look at her son, gritted her teeth and asked, "Feng Xun, tell me honestly, are you treating him..."

Without waiting for Feng Xun to reply, Xia Qiqi interrupted her and replied with a funny voice: "Mrs. Woodson, you can't believe others. Don't you believe your own son? In your eyes, isn't your son the executioner who can't tolerate people? "

"I... I don't mean that..." Mrs. Woodson's face looked embarrassed and ashamed when she was so angry on the seventh day of the summer, and her momentum weakened.

"Mrs. Woodson, it's the decision of Feng Xun and I to see Mr. Darren off!"

On the seventh day of the summer, when she calmed down a little, she explained in a low voice, "he appears here. It's easy to be watched by the mantening family, so he's not safe. For his safety's sake, we send him out of Kansas overnight and send people to protect him along the way, so you don't have to worry!"

Mrs. Woodson was stunned. Seeing that she was smiling and nodding to herself, she subconsciously looked at Feng Xun. Seeing that her son didn't retort, she realized that she had wronged her son. She said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I thought..."

"Think I'm going to kill him?" Feng Xun raised his eyebrows and sneered. Seeing that his mother lowered her head in shame, she said in a light tone: "he's alive, so we don't have the handle to be threatened. So now we hope that only the mantenings will die!"

In a short period of time, Mrs. Woodson understood the intricacies, and a complicated look flashed on her face. For a moment, she didn't know what to say.

From the beginning to the end, the trouble was caused by her. Later, her son came down to help cover up his bad reputation. But just now, she suspected that his son would do something terrible to Darren!

"Feng Xun, I'm sorry, I..." Mrs. Woodson didn't dare to look at her son's eyes again, and said with a bitter smile, "I shouldn't doubt you!"

"It's nothing. Anyway, if you have a lover, you can not even have a family!" Feng Xun snorted coldly and said sarcastically.

On the seventh day of the summer, he quickly twisted his arm to remind him that Mr. Woodson was still nearby. Don't talk too much so that Mr. Woodson would not hear him.

Mrs. Woodson didn't defend herself any more, but she turned pale and blue.

"Don't worry, Mrs. Woodson. He'll be fine. We'll send someone to send him to a safe place. As long as he's alive, the mantenings can't use what happened more than ten years ago to threaten us, so we'll keep him safe anyway!"

The seventh day of the summer patted her on the shoulder and said with a smile: "I want to wait for him to land safely and contact you!"

Mrs. Woodson's eyes brightened, and she opened her mouth to say something. Feng Xun reminded her coldly: "mother, don't forget that you have to appear in court after a period of time. Besides, you still have a husband's wife. If you want to talk about the past, you have to see your identity!"

"I understand!" Mrs. Woodson nodded difficultly, her voice a little astringent.

"The procedure is done, you can go in..." Woodson came over with the ticket, said with a smile to his wife, and nodded politely to Feng Xun and Xia Chuqi.

"Go Feng Xun and the seventh day of the summer nodded slightly, watching Woodson and his daughter accompany Mrs. Woodson into the security, and then took back their sight.

On the way out of the airport, on the seventh day of the summer, he asked Feng Xun in a low voice, "Feng Xun, do you think your mother will divorce Mr. Woodson after she returns to New York?"

"She'll leave!" Feng Xun nodded and said without hesitation, "she has no expectation of that Woodson for a long time, and now she is sure that her lover is alive..."

At the thought of his mother and Darren, Feng Xun frowned unhappily when he mentioned each other's looks.

"I mean, if Darren didn't show up, I think your mother might get divorced, too!" Early summer seven shrugged and whispered, "Woodson's performance this time really hurt your mother, and she sued for divorce, not just because of Darren, but maybe because of your father!"

"My father won't see her again, and he won't forgive her for what she did!" Feng Xun said coldly.

"Maybe, but who can say a good thing about emotion?"

The seventh day of the summer, with a low sigh, murmured: "in fact, I always feel that your father had feelings for your mother in those years, otherwise he would not have been so stimulated. As for your mother, what do you think of your father, I don't know... And Darren, is his appearance a life-saving straw for your mother at that time?"

It's a mess to think about... Fortunately, she and Feng Xun will never worry about this kind of thing!

They have only each other from beginning to end!

Feng Xun didn't say any more, but subconsciously grasped her palm, closed her eyes, leaned on the back of the car, and whispered: "I don't know, I don't want to care about their feelings. I'm tired, I'm really tired..."