My girl,let me spoil you!

Tears blurred, LANFEIER's pace is very urgent, but in front of her are all passers-by, and busy traffic, even if she is worried again, still lost people.

Confused standing on the street, LANFEIER's face was in a trance, and sweat was seeping from her forehead. She wiped the sweat and dried the tears again. With a sarcastic smile, she was really crazy.

She must be crazy, will see similar back, anxious to chase past.

After a deep breath, Lanfei grabs the car key and slowly turns back to the car step by step.

The police issued a ticket, but Lanfei didn't seem to hear it. She just mechanically took out her driver's license, fined again, and drove the car home all the way.

Holding the steering wheel tightly in both hands, LAN fei'er suddenly cried and pressed her face heavily on her arm.

There is a love, when she is too late to find it, but it is too late.

She couldn't help thinking that when she was a child, she liked to wear a white shaggy skirt around Fengcheng, and she didn't have to look at Fengji.

"Feng Ji..." the voice is choking and unwilling. LAN fei'er wants to turn back the time. Then, she will know how to cherish it.

That night, Lanfei had frequent nightmares, constantly dreaming of the scene that she died at gunpoint.

Suddenly wake up, LANFEIER covers the collar of pajamas, slowly get out of bed, and then walk to the window.

Weak with both hands embrace oneself, LAN Fei son always has a heart, how all can't sleep.

Walking back and forth in place, LANFEIER finally takes out her mobile phone and calls Fengcheng.

At this time, the city had been closed for a long time.

When Fengcheng saw the missed call, it was seven o'clock in the morning. He just got up and was about to go back to LANFEIER. LANFEIER fell asleep.

After that, LANFEIER didn't want to contact Fengcheng any more.

Feng Cheng takes the initiative to go to Lan Shi and meets LAN fei'er.

"You called me last night?" Frowning, Feng Cheng asked, "what's the matter?"

"In fact, it's nothing. I think too much about it." Shaking his head, LAN Fei Er's face was extremely haggard, pale to almost no blood.

"You don't look well. Go and have a rest first." As soon as the voice of Fengcheng fell, he turned and walked into the elevator. He pressed the top floor and planned to have lunch with Mu Qinghuan.

LANFEIER suddenly asked, "your elder brother's funeral is arranged by you, isn't it?"

"Well, yes, why did you ask this all of a sudden?" Feng Cheng asked in surprise.

"Oh, nothing." Although last night's figure is very similar, but, LANFEIER has no sufficient evidence, Fengcheng is also a face puzzled, LANFEIER sighs.

"Don't think about it... Live a good life." Coldly involved in the corner of the mouth, thoughtfully waiting for the elevator door closed.

Tears, break the dike again, LAN Fei Er covers her face with her hand, very regret, she just wanted to question Fengcheng... Fengji will still be alive?

But she has no position to ask.

She killed him herself.

All day long, Lanfei was in a trance.

At the end of work, she fainted at the door of the company.

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When LANFEIER wakes up again, she finds herself lying in the ward of the hospital. She has been in a coma for three hours. She just opens her eyes to the snow-white wall. The strong white light stimulates her to narrow her eyes. She only feels dizzy.

"What's the matter with me?" Silly sit up, Lanfei son looked around a circle, saw Mu Qinghuan standing in the window, a face of worry.

"You're tired at the door of the company. Don't you remember?" With a sigh, Mu Qinghuan said, "I'll give you three days off. You are not allowed to work these three days. Just stay at home and have a good rest. Do you understand?"

She shakes her head. Lanfei doesn't want to rest at all. She often thinks of Fengji recently. She needs to work to paralyze her nerves. "But I don't want to rest at all. I fainted. Maybe I didn't sleep well last night."

"Don't make trouble. I'll let you have a rest, and you'll have a good rest. I don't want people to say that I'm Mu Qinghuan squeezing employees." Approaching, Mu Qinghuan helps LAN fei'er to press the sheets.

LAN Fei Er retorts and says anxiously, "you see, I want to raise beads and recite. How can I not work?"

"Don't worry, I'll give you paid leave." Is she the kind of boss who is hard to talk about?

Knowing that Mu Qinghuan is kind-hearted, LAN fei'er falls into despair and confusion. She says bitterly, "Qinghuan... I really don't know what to do except work."

"Fall in love." Mu Qinghuan voice just fell, LAN Fei son refused to answer, "impossible."

She had to find out if Fengji was still alive?

Just as it happened, Fengcheng pushed the door in, carrying two takeout in his hand, still hot, "I've eaten outside, you can eat together."

"Fourth brother, I have something to ask you." Lanfei was worried.

"No matter what happens, do you have to eat first?" With a smile, Fengcheng opened the packing box.

LAN fei'er knows Mu Qinghuan is pregnant, so she doesn't talk much any more. After eating well, she says, "fourth brother, can you take a step to talk?"

Smell speech, seal city eyelid son a jump, he immediately see Xiang Mu Qing Huan.

"Why are you looking at me?" Mu Qinghuan asked in silence.

"I'm afraid you're jealous." It's a typical way to talk.

LAN Fei Er was surprised. She immediately explained, "Qinghuan, it's not what you think. I..."

"Ha, how can I be jealous? Whoever you eat, you don't eat Phil. " They're all old people. Mu Qinghuan quietly pushes the door and goes out. She just stands outside. She's very relieved and doesn't eavesdrop. Instead, she feels that LAN fei'er's face is very strange. Is something wrong.

Arms in both hands, sealed the city and so on, Mu Qinghuan left, the dark eyes of precipitation, looking at LAN fei'er, "say it."

"About your elder brother..." the words stopped. LAN Fei Er first laughed sarcastically and then held her breath. "Did anything strange happen on the day of burial?"

"No," he replied

"Really?" LAN Fei Er's eyes widened and asked, "are you sure?"

Feng Cheng nodded continuously, "yes, I'm sure I'm responsible for the funeral of my elder brother. No one knows the specific situation better than me."

Rumphy's head is very confused. "But, don't you think it's strange? Those people keep staring at him and want to kill him, but you choose to do it yourself... "

Feng Cheng raised his chin and darkened his eyes. Then he sneered and asked, "what do you mean by that?"

On the cold eyes of Shangfeng City, lanfei'er's voice was low, almost inaudible, but full of some firm strength, "is he still alive?"