His Dearest Wife

Chapter 309

Chapter 309

It was already very dark. At eight o'clock, Lin was waiting in the living room.

Although Feng Yu called her just now and said she would come back later, she still couldn't settle down and wait.

I always have to think more about whether something dangerous has happened to him.

Fortunately, in the trace of her anxiety, a strong light came from a long distance. As soon as Lin was relieved, he instinctively stood up and walked out of the hall.

A line of black motorcade, protect a car far away, finally, stopped at the entrance of the hall.

Feng Yu pushed open the car door, dressed in an orthodox suit, he looked very aggressive and powerful.

His thick black and neat short hair was all combed back, meticulous, but severe, giving people a sense of indifference.

If the former Miss Lin, to see such a noble and full of sense of care Feng Yu, she certainly dare not even close.

But at the moment, no matter how hard Feng Yu's appearance was, he looked into her eyes and was always full of smiling tenderness.

"Fool, who made you wait here again?" When Feng Yu saw her running out, he knew that she must be worried about herself again.

Miss Lin has been tense mood, see his lips smile that moment, immediately can't control themselves, fly into his arms.

She doesn't care whether there are others around, but she must really hold this man, in order to be at ease.

Seeing her petite body, Feng Yu had already opened her arms. When she came in, Feng Yu had already held her tightly.

"No more shyness?" Feng Yu's thin lips were against her ears, with a smile in her voice, and asked softly.

Miss Lin trembled slightly, and the man even made fun of her.

"No, I just want to hold you!" Lin's answer was very reasonable.

"It's getting more and more cheeky." Feng Yu's pet gave her a kiss on the face, then loosened his hand and put his arm around her waist: "let's go, have dinner with me first. After dinner, I'm all yours. This night, you can do whatever you want."

Miss Lin's face instantly burst red, fortunately at the moment there is no servant in the living room, otherwise, she will live?

What did Feng Yu regard her as? Hungry cat?

What a shame.

"Feng Yu, it's true that you are mine, but I don't want to upset you. Tonight, I want to have a good sleep." Lin Xiangxiang deliberately dampened his enthusiasm.

"Sleep? Don't you want to sleep with me? " Feng Yu, who has been working for a day, just wants to make fun of this little thing when he comes home.

Because, tease her, really too interesting, looking at her embarrassed don't know what to do, really fun.

Miss Lin didn't want to tell him that there was no bottom line. She blushed and ran to the restaurant first.

Behind him came the man's low Hun laughter, Lin miss only feel his face is more hot.

In the dining room, he picked a chair to sit down, and Lin missed playing with his mobile phone.

Feng Yu directly sat down to her side, dark eyes came over, looking at her mobile phone screen: "what are you looking at?"

"Look at the news."

"Didn't you stop reading these boring political news before?" Feng Yu's eyebrows twisted slightly.

"I didn't like to see it before, but now I have to." Miss Lin gave a bitter smile.

Feng Yu was stunned for a moment, then looked away: "your father slipped to the third place, are you worried about him?"

Miss Lin stayed for two seconds, then shook his head: "no, I'm not worried. I'll just say that. Ability proves everything."

"Well said, that's the way to think, but your father will certainly kill the second man." Feng Yu chuckled and patted her soft little shoulder.

"Take it out?" Lin Xiangxiang's face was a little pale: "Feng Yu, tell me, what kind of person is my father?"

"Don't you know him? Aren't you watching his news every day? " Feng Yu laughed lightly.

Lin Xiangxiang put down his mobile phone and held on to his sleeve: "just tell me. There are some praises on the news, so there is no real possibility. Don't you mean that you have been in contact with the Pei family all the time? You must know what my father is like

Feng Yu looked at her with a serious look. After thinking about it, he asked her: "what kind of person do you think your father is?"

Lin Xiangxiang tilted his head and thought for a while. He replied, "I've met him a few times, but I don't know him very well. However, on my grandmother's birthday that day, he promised Leng Yaochen to let me get engaged to him for three months. I knew that he must have attached great importance to his career, even ignoring my feelings."

Feng Yu nodded: "you're right. Your father loves power. Half a year ago, the current president suddenly fell ill. During more than half a year in the hospital, your father almost took over all his power, which means that he has put himself into the role of president. That's why he is so crazy to get that position.""Why is the president so sick all of a sudden? Is someone trying to harm him? " Lin missed the wonderful way.

"As far as I know, no one is going to harm him. It's his own body that can't handle it. He's 63 years old and it's normal to get sick."

Lin sighed: "anyway, I don't want my father to win the election."

"Why?" Feng Yu Mou color tightly coagulates her small face, voice pressure of some low.

"Because..." Lin Xiangxiang raised his eyes, and the rippling water eyes flashed on his face: "if he really became president, I would be forced to marry into the cold family by him, and he would not let you go."

Feng Yu was slightly shocked. It turned out that this little thing was always thinking about himself.

"Is that really what you mean?" Slender fingers, gently pinch her white chin, Feng Yu's face emotional lock her, voice with a trace of satisfaction.

Lin Xiangxiang nodded: "well, that's what I said in my heart. If your uncle is elected, at least I can plead with me. But if my father succeeds, I will plead with him. Will he let you go? He may still want to treat me as a chess piece and reward his great hero Leng Yaochen. By that time, I will be more than dead. "

Feng Yu didn't expect that this little head melon seed thought things so clearly, some spoiled on her little nose: "you're right, your father will give you to Leng Yaochen, and Leng Yaochen has always regarded you as a condition and made a deal with your father."

Lin Xiangxiang's little face turned pale in an instant. Feng Yu was right. Maybe Leng Yaochen would help his father. He had already included her as a condition.

"Feng Yu, I don't want to marry Leng Yaochen. I just want to be with you." At the bottom of his heart, Lin Xiangxiang tightens his sleeve even more, like a poor kitten.

Feng Yu sighed and pressed her into his arms. He touched her long hair and said, "don't worry. For you, I must not lose."

"You must be careful not to get hurt." Lin said anxiously.

Feng Yu wants to answer her. Uncle Quan has already brought his servant with dinner. Feng Yu only touches her shoulder twice.

Miss Lin quickly left his arms, sat up straight, holding a mobile phone to continue to pretend to watch the news.

The next scene is very warm. Feng Yu is eating slowly. Lin Xiangxiang is looking at it with her mobile phone. Occasionally, she will pass a piece of meat to her mouth and force her to eat it.

Miss Lin had to open his mouth to bite off, and then squint at Feng Yu with a smile.

Right uncle standing in the living room, see such a happy scene, also can't help feeling, young master's life, because of Miss Lin just changed gradually have normal way.

He used to have dinner alone, very quiet and lonely.

Leng Yaochen is lying in the operating room. Three attending doctors are sweating to sew needles for him.

Qilimi's wound was torn open, blood and flesh blurred, and it was very painful.

Leng Yaochen half leans on the operating bed, and then looks at the doctor with no expression. He sews for himself, and his whole leg loses consciousness because of the anesthetic.

The three attending doctors used to be very skillful, but because of Leng Yaochen's frightening eyes, their movements were tense and stiff.

"Ah, I'm sorry, lengshao!" An attending doctor's strength inadvertently increased, tearing a small hole in his originally sealed skin and flesh, and blood gushing out. The doctor was shocked and immediately trembled to apologize.

Leng Yaochen just looked at him faintly and said in a cold voice, "give me some snacks!"

The whole process lasted more than an hour, and Leng Yaochen's wound was thoroughly treated.

He can't even get out of bed now. He can only stay in bed for a while.

Wei Nan stood in front of the hospital bed, looking at Leng Yaochen, who was a little pale, with an apologetic look on his face: "it's all my fault that I'm not good at driving, so that the young master was injured."

"It's none of your business. Don't blame yourself." Cold Yao Chen's vision Sen cold of sweep from own wound place, tooth root force of clench.

Wei Nan was still a little uneasy: "young master, when you were in the operation just now, Leng Dong called you a few times. I think you must have seen the news."

"What news?" Leng Yaochen's face was stiff.

Wei Nan took the remote control, turned on the TV in the ward, tuned it to a station, and saw a live life and death match on it, and several scenes clearly exposed his license plate.

"Give me your cell phone!" Leng Yaochen's face was very dark and ugly.

Wei Nan quickly hands over his mobile phone, and Leng Yaochen calls his father-in-law Leng Feiyang directly back.

As soon as the phone was connected, Leng Feiyang's concerned tone came: "Yaochen, are you ok? Are you hurt?"

"I'm fine!" Leng Yaochen tried to calm down his voice: "Dad, don't worry, I only suffered a little skin and flesh injury. I'm in the hospital for examination, and I'll be home soon."