His Dearest Wife

Chapter 122

Chapter 122

Lin Kunnan was stiff and looked at Lin Xiangxiang. In order to delay more time, he suddenly said, "Miss, your mother has left something for you. Do you want to go upstairs first?"

Lin Xiangxiang was in a trance. After hearing what he said, he raised his head. At last, he only shook his head: "no, I'll go to her grave to have a look."

Lin Kunnan sweeps Han Qin and Lin Zimeng. After all, Lin Zimeng is young and inexperienced, but Han Qin suddenly changes 180 degrees and gently holds Lin Xiangxiang's hand in a soft voice: "Miss, my aunt beat you before, don't you mind? It's said that you and Feng Shao are going to have a wedding at the end of the month. Can your aunt attend? "

When Lin Zimeng heard these words, his face was very ugly. He held both hands and tried to pierce his fingertips into the meat.

Feng Yu looked at Lin's missing eyes, which were full of doting feeling, which made Lin Zimeng jealous and crazy.

What's it like to be spoiled by such an excellent man? She seems to experience, but unfortunately, there is always no chance.

When it comes to the wedding ceremony, Lin Zimeng looks up subconsciously and looks at Lin Zimeng. Lin Zimeng can't hide his hatred. He turns around and goes upstairs.

"No matter what, you are all my family. Come if you want." Lin also did not ruthlessly shut out the only family.

Feng Yu suddenly said, "where's the address, Mr. Feng?"

Lin Kunnan just sent the address to Lin Xiangxiang's mobile phone by SMS, thinking that it has been delayed for some time now, and his son should have finished it.

"Let's go first!" Feng Yu didn't want to let Lin miss the people of Lin family. He put out his hand, hugged her and went to the door.

Sitting in the car, Lin's missing look was still in a trance. His eyes seemed to be suddenly empty and confused, just like hope was taken away and his soul disappeared.

Feng Yu sighed and put her in his arms again. He patted her on the shoulder like a child.

"I don't have to look forward to my mother coming back to me all of a sudden any more." In her arms, the girl's voice was low and choked.

Feng Yu bowed her head, coagulated her tearful face, and comforted her in a soft voice: "you won't be alone. I will accompany you and never let you alone again."

"Feng Yu..." She raised her face and whispered his name, as if at this moment, she wanted to carve the name into the bone marrow to replace the pain of losing a close relative.

Thin lips attached, in her raised forehead kiss: "I am!"

This gently falling kiss instantly restored the color of her empty eyes, and her eyes without focus were no longer confused. She just nestled herself closer to the man's arms. Yes, even if she expected, her mother would not want her, but the man in front of her was different. When she felt sad and lost, she would hold her tightly in her arms and firmly support her Help her privately.

All of a sudden, Feng Yu became her world.

Driving on the way to the cemetery, the speed is very fast.

In the cemetery, Lin Guodong is calling his father, Lin Kunnan.

"The words have been engraved, and some processing has been done. It seems that there are some traces of time, but there is only one picture missing. Dad, this should not arouse the suspicion of missing." Lin Guodong asked very worried.

Lin Kunnan is finally relieved, calm voice: "she is in the most sad period, should not be in the mood to manage these details, you quickly leave from the cemetery, don't run into with missing."

"I've left. I'm sitting in the car. Dad, I see their car. It's coming. I have to hang up and leave." Lin Guodong saw a limousine coming from a distance and thought that it must be Feng Yu's car, so he quickly started the car and turned around.

From far to near, a luxury car, low-key into the cemetery.

After getting off the bus, Lin Xiangxiang saw a small store not far away, and some flowers were sold at the door.

She went over and picked out some chrysanthemums.

Feng Yu stood by and paid her. They walked up the long stone path.

Miss Lin's heart is so heavy that he can't even lift his steps. Every step seems to use a lot of strength.

"Miss, are you ok?" Feng Yu looked at her and felt that she would faint in the next second.

She was weak, which he had known for a long time. At that year's wedding, she fainted because of excessive stimulation.

Now, the shock of suddenly knowing my mother's death is really unacceptable.

Lin Xiangxiang nodded bravely: "I'm ok!"

But in fact, she felt dizzy, only the willpower to support her step by step, keep awake.

Finally, the long stone road also has an end, find that position, in front of Lin missing is a gray and black tombstone.

The characters engraved on it were also infiltrated by the wind and rain. The color between the characters was mottled and fell off, but it really said that the tomb of Lin Xin, my daughter.

"Ma If you don't come to see me, I'll finally have a chance to see you. " Lin Xiangxiang stands in front of the tomb, suffering for more than 20 years, but now she suddenly becomes calm. She squats down and puts down the flowers. In the future, don't worry about whether her mother is sick, injured or in pain when she is alive. She's here. When you think about her, you can come and have a look at her.Feng Yu's eyes always fell on the girl's delicate body. He was afraid that she would be over beaten and faint in the next second.

Lin Xiangxiang covers his face and cries bitterly. The sadness hidden in his heart can finally be vented.

"Why don't you want me? Why don't you ever see me! Am I not your daughter? Are you going to leave me in such a cruel way? " Too many questions, too much sorrow, now want to pour out.

But only the cold wind in her ears and the cold stone tablet in front of her.

Feng Yu didn't interrupt her crying. He didn't know what she had suffered.

Cry for a long time, maybe really cry tired, also vent enough, Lin missing kneeling body suddenly stand up.

Only feel the eyes of the black, the whole person no longer aware.

Feng Yu put her in his arms in time, only to see her small face full of tears, pale as paper, no blood.

Heart suddenly a shock, pain does not have.

Daheng holds her in his arms, Feng Yu looks at the tombstone with no expression, and his voice is cold: "she doesn't need you anymore!"

An irresponsible person doesn't deserve to be a mother at all. The child was born with love, but she was abandoned in a strange family, leaving her thin shoulders to bear the wind and rain.

Holding her in her arms, she was thin and light like a feather. Fengyu held her down with no effort.

Seeing this scene, Jin Lin immediately went forward and asked with concern: "young master, what's the matter with young grandma? Would you like to see Mr. Chen? "

Feng Yu nodded: "send her there, she may be too sad."

"Poor little granny." Jin Lin sighed and sympathized.

Feng Yu looked down in silence at the girl sleeping quietly like a baby in his arms. Yes, it's a pity.

Mr. Chen is Fengyu's private doctor. He has a private hospital, which is very prosperous and attracts many authoritative doctors.

When Feng Yu came into Mr. Chen's office with Miss Lin in his arms, Mr. Chen pushed his glasses. He couldn't believe it: "Xiao Yu, why are you here? What happened to the girl in my arms? I won't be hurt by you

Feng Yu said with a light smile: "Mr. Chen, don't make fun of me. This is my wife. You met her on her wedding day."

Mr. Chen quickly stood up and stepped forward to feel the pulse for Lin. he is also a very authoritative old Chinese medicine doctor. Most of the time, the treatment is also a combination of Chinese and Western medicine.

"Listen to her pulse. It's a bit chaotic. Is it stimulated?" Chen asked him strangely.

"Yes, she is too sad syncope, do you want to give her injection treatment." Feng Yu nodded and replied in a deep voice.

Chen Hanshou: "you take her to the ward and lie down. I'll ask someone to send medicine for infusion treatment. She's too weak."

Feng Yu holds her and goes to the ward. Feng Yu has a special ward for him to drive. He pushes the door open and puts her on the bed.

After a while, a nurse came in and saw Feng Yu, blushing.

Feng Yu didn't know how powerful his excellent appearance was to kill women. At the moment, he put all his energy on Lin Xiang, who was lying on the bed. Seeing the nurse coming in, he said, "please!"

The nurse's face was redder, and she couldn't help blurting out: "Feng Shao, you are so handsome!"

Feng Yu was stunned with a faint smile.

The nurse was shocked to feel that she was talking in disorder. She quickly kept quiet and focused on taking the needle to give Lin miss an injection.

Feng Yu suddenly came over, gently holding her slender wrist, let the nurse more convenient infusion.

The nurse held her breath.

Looking at the needle into the back of her soft hand, blood gushed out, Feng Yu's heart suddenly pain.

It was as if the needle had pierced his heart.

After the infusion, Feng Yu sat by and watched her wake up.

Miss Lin may be really sad too much, when injection, she did not reflect at all.

Jin Lin comes up with the information and gives it to Feng Yu.

"Go and get my office computer again. I won't go back to the company today." Feng Yu orders in a low voice.

Jin Lin answered and left.

At this time, the company of the young master is the greatest happiness of the young grandmother.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Miss Lin woke up, opened his eyes, and looked at the pale top of his head. The smell of disinfectant was on his nose. The whole person was surprised and sat up in a hurry. He saw the man sitting on the sofa at the head of the bed.

He also looked up at her. When he saw her sitting up with her hands, he threw the document in his hand, walked over a few steps, and said in a dumb voice, "don't move, you have a needle in your hand."

Miss Lin looked down, sure enough in the infusion, she asked blankly: "Feng Yu, where is this?"

"Hospital, you've been dizzy for four hours." Feng Yu replied gently.