Mr.Feng's Belove Wife

"Uncle Feng may also have some worries. After all, everyone thought he was dead before..." Xia Chu Qi shrugged and sighed in a low voice: "in this case, don't force him. If your mother knows about his death, I'm afraid it will bring a lot of trouble!"

When she said this, she thought of Feng Xun's restless mother and asked anxiously, "Feng Xun, do you think your mother doesn't want to see us get married at all? If you know this news, will she come to ruin the show?"

"If she wants to smash the show, she must have that ability too!" Feng Xun snorted coldly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "there will be a lot of security at that time. If she dares to smash the scene, my people will not be polite to her!"

At the beginning of summer, he nodded at seven o'clock. No matter how brave Feng Xun's mother is, I'm afraid she won't be hard pressed.

"Don't worry, no one can destroy our wedding..." Feng Xun put his arms around her waist with a low smile and printed a kiss on her forehead: "this is our century wedding. If anyone dares to come, I will never be soft hearted!"

"I believe you!" At the beginning of summer, seven lips slightly raised and said with a smile: "that day, I should become the most enviable bride in the world!"

After all, her "potential" rival, can have Princess and boat King Qianjin and so on!

I don't know what reaction those people will have when they know about Feng Xun's marriage... Including his mother, Mrs. Woodson, maybe they will get angry when they know about it!

On the seventh day of the summer, Mrs. Woodson, on the other side of the ocean, had already heard the news that Feng Xun was going to get married. She was so angry that her hands trembled. She threw the newspaper on the ground, but she still felt angry. She wiped her feet on the newspaper with her high heels.

She knew that the woman on the seventh day of the summer was not simple. She went to Hawaii with Feng Xun for a holiday and got a half fake and half real wedding. Although it was not formal, it must be the attention of the seventh day of the summer. She wanted to catch her son while he had a chance!

That's why she hurried to Hawaii to stop them, but she didn't expect that they flew away from Hawaii all night and directly back home!

If she guessed correctly, since she was so anxious to marry Feng Xun on the seventh day of the summer, she must go back and take Feng Xun to see her parents. Otherwise, she would not announce the wedding in such a short time!

Not only newspapers and magazines have talked about Feng Xun's sudden marriage, but also the top fashion brands have started activities. Some even take the initiative to find her, hoping that her mother can get in touch with her, so that Feng Xun and the wedding of the seventh day of the summer can use their fashion brands!

She let xiachuqi leave her son at the beginning, but she didn't expect to promote their marriage. She didn't know that Fengxun was enchanted by xiachuqi. The wedding in Hawaii was not enough. She even wanted to hold such a grand wedding!

Mrs. Woodson subconsciously stroked her bracelet. When she saw her favorite bracelet, she could not help thinking of the sneering face before Xia left on the seventh day of the lunar new year.

Hateful, the dead girl even ridiculed that she was wearing imitation goods, and also used such a scornful tone, as if in her eyes, after her dignified noble, Feng Xun's biological mother was also a joke!

When Mrs. Woodson thought of this, she put on a cold smile on her lips, gritted her teeth and said, "on the seventh day of summer, how long can you be proud of yourself..."

She picked up her cell phone, dialed a number, and asked the man on the other end of the phone in a deep voice, "how is the family situation on the seventh day of the summer? What about her parents? "

The private detective on the other end of the phone told Mrs. Woodson everything he had checked without reservation. Finally, he added: "Mrs. Woodson, although Xia's mother died long ago, Xia Zhe, the calligrapher, never remarried. I heard that they had a good relationship with each other, but Xia's family rules were very strict. That calligrapher had a lot of demands on his children, Especially for the youngest daughter, the seventh day of the summer

"Strict discipline?" With a sneer, Mrs. Woodson raised her eyebrows. If she was really disciplined, how could she take the initiative to hook up with her son Feng Xun on the seventh day of the summer!

"It's said that although the seventh day of the Xia Dynasty is the youngest daughter of the Xia family, she is not favored, because the other children of the Xia family have become famous in the society. Only the seventh day of the Xia family has nothing. I also found that she fought in primary school, played truant in junior high school and so on. It should be said that she is the youngest daughter of the Xia family, and the calligrapher Xia Zhe is very dissatisfied with this daughter."

Mrs. Woodson shrugged when she heard the private detective's words. It's not surprising that the seventh day of summer is really an illiterate girl. Her father is not satisfied with her

Mrs. Woodson got the useful information, hung up the phone, and immediately made a reservation for the air ticket and hotel. Since she couldn't make the seventh day of summer retreat, she had to have a good meeting with the father of the seventh day of summer!

In the old house of Xia family, Xia's father was painting a landscape in the backyard. The housekeeper Chen Bo came to visit in a hurry and said in a low voice, "master, I just received a phone call!"

"What call, as for such a flurry?" Xia Fu did not put down his pen, nor did he look up at the housekeeper. He just heard that the old housekeeper was flustered from the footstep of the housekeeper Chen Bo.

"The phone call was from a lady who claimed to be Mr. Feng's mother. She wanted to visit you and asked if you were at home?"

Housekeeper Chen Bo's tone was a little hesitant when he said that. Although he couldn't see the expression of the woman who claimed to be Feng Xun's mother, judging from the arrogant tone on the phone, it seemed that the other party was a little bit bad!

Is it true that, as the master said, the Fengs had already prepared the marriage partner for Fengxun, and could not accept the marriage between Fengxun and his seventh lady?

"Feng Xun's mother?" Xia Fu's eyes narrowed slightly. Then he put down his brush, looked up at the housekeeper Chen Bo, and asked thoughtfully, "do you think she still wants to visit me?"

"Yes, because I'm afraid she's a bad comer, so I gave a vague answer, saying that you're not in, and I'll call her back later!"

The housekeeper, Mr. Chen, sighed and asked anxiously, "master, did you say that Mr. Feng's mother suddenly came to you for the marriage between Miss seven and Mr. Feng?"

"It's possible!" Xia's father nodded slightly and remembered what his daughter had said before. He didn't have a good impression of Feng's mother, but he didn't want to see her behind closed doors. He simply said in a light tone, "go back to her and say I'm free at three in the afternoon!"

"Master, do you really want her to come to the old house?" Asked the housekeeper in surprise.

"Of course not. Just choose Jing'an tea house, which is not far away. It's also quiet there..."

"Yes, I'll go back to her now!" Housekeeper Chen Bo quickly turned back to the living room, Xia Fu looked at the time is still early, continue to pick up the brush.