Chapter 2900
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She can handle the pile of documents in the office, but when it comes to taking care of the children, she finds it difficult.
It's too hard.
They are so small, so soft, it seems that they can hurt them with a gentle force. I really don't know how Fengjin brought them over these years.
After feeding, the two brothers and sisters were taken to the garden as usual by the nanny.
The two adults stay in the restaurant so that they can have a good meal.
Huarong bowed his head and ate for a while, and asked, "have you taken care of the children in recent years?"
Feng brocade head also did not lift, "later you also want to take the child."
Huarong choked and curled her lips: "I don't like children."
Feng Jin raised his head and looked at the cold-blooded woman's face.
"They are very good and lovely babies. If you stay with them, they will recognize you."
Two of them, who could not get married with me, were about to marry
Feng Jin's face became colder. This upright and beautiful face now looks cold and has a trace of dignity.
It's really different from that of the young master who used to be well respected.
Huarong felt a little sigh in her heart. She put down her chopsticks and gently shook her head at Fengjin: "it's meaningless for you to keep me. If I don't go back for a long time, my family will find it. There's no need to have a conflict over such a trifle in the relationship between our two families for so many years, does it? "
"This little thing?" Feng brocade stares at her face, "our life big matter is small matter?"
"It's a big event in my life." Huarong calmly pointed out, "you have nothing to do with me."
Feng Jin was breathed by her. He took back his sight and said to her without expression: "you are my life event."
Huarong smell speech, "Alas" a, long sigh tone, as if he has more unreasonable like.
Feng Jin was too angry to eat. He leaned back on the dining chair and looked out of the window, looking colder and colder.
After a long time, he asked coldly, "you don't like children. Why do you give birth to them?"
Outside the transparent window, two small groups are strolling on the grass under the guidance of the nanny. The weather in February is still very cold, but spring has come, and the yard is full of green spring.
Huarong looked at the two brothers and sisters, slightly shaking God.
Why have children?
In the most difficult time of Huajia family, she also chose to give birth to these two children, and even hid in Fengjin's house.
"What happened three years ago is not clear now." She plucked the thin silver chain on her earlobe. Her voice was calm and calm, with a bit of carelessness. "If you give me a choice now, I will definitely choose not to live."
Feng Jin stood up and her voice was cold: "you are really an incompetent mother. If you don't love them, you shouldn't have them. "
Huarong dropped her eyes and did not go to see the expression of Fengjin. She picked up the corner of her lips and said with a smile: "Fengjin, these two children are not yours. Why are you so angry? "
"They are your children." Feng Jin clenched his hand, and his handsome face was gloomy. "I have been raising me as my own, in order to wait for you to come back and give you an account."
Huarong then sighed, "but Fengjin, no one forced you to raise them. Three years ago, if you didn't like it, you could send them to an orphanage. You have no right to stand on the high ground and blame me. After all, they have nothing to do with you. "
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She can handle the pile of documents in the office, but when it comes to taking care of the children, she finds it difficult.
It's too hard.
They are so small, so soft, it seems that they can hurt them with a gentle force. I really don't know how Fengjin brought them over these years.
After feeding, the two brothers and sisters were taken to the garden as usual by the nanny.
The two adults stay in the restaurant so that they can have a good meal.
Huarong bowed his head and ate for a while, and asked, "have you taken care of the children in recent years?"
Feng brocade head also did not lift, "later you also want to take the child."
Huarong choked and curled her lips: "I don't like children."
Feng Jin raised his head and looked at the cold-blooded woman's face.
"They are very good and lovely babies. If you stay with them, they will recognize you."
Two of them, who could not get married with me, were about to marry
Feng Jin's face became colder. This upright and beautiful face now looks cold and has a trace of dignity.
It's really different from that of the young master who used to be well respected.
Huarong felt a little sigh in her heart. She put down her chopsticks and gently shook her head at Fengjin: "it's meaningless for you to keep me. If I don't go back for a long time, my family will find it. There's no need to have a conflict over such a trifle in the relationship between our two families for so many years, does it? "
"This little thing?" Feng brocade stares at her face, "our life big matter is small matter?"
"It's a big event in my life." Huarong calmly pointed out, "you have nothing to do with me."
Feng Jin was breathed by her. He took back his sight and said to her without expression: "you are my life event."
Huarong smell speech, "Alas" a, long sigh tone, as if he has more unreasonable like.
Feng Jin was too angry to eat. He leaned back on the dining chair and looked out of the window, looking colder and colder.
After a long time, he asked coldly, "you don't like children. Why do you give birth to them?"
Outside the transparent window, two small groups are strolling on the grass under the guidance of the nanny. The weather in February is still very cold, but spring has come, and the yard is full of green spring.
Huarong looked at the two brothers and sisters, slightly shaking God.
Why have children?
In the most difficult time of Huajia family, she also chose to give birth to these two children, and even hid in Fengjin's house.
"What happened three years ago is not clear now." She plucked the thin silver chain on her earlobe. Her voice was calm and calm, with a bit of carelessness. "If you give me a choice now, I will definitely choose not to live."
Feng Jin stood up and her voice was cold: "you are really an incompetent mother. If you don't love them, you shouldn't have them. "
Huarong dropped her eyes and did not go to see the expression of Fengjin. She picked up the corner of her lips and said with a smile: "Fengjin, these two children are not yours. Why are you so angry? "
"They are your children." Feng Jin clenched his hand, and his handsome face was gloomy. "I have been raising me as my own, in order to wait for you to come back and give you an account."
Huarong then sighed, "but Fengjin, no one forced you to raise them. Three years ago, if you didn't like it, you could send them to an orphanage. You have no right to stand on the high ground and blame me. After all, they have nothing to do with you. "
She can handle the pile of documents in the office, but when it comes to taking care of the children, she finds it difficult. It's too hard. They are so small, so soft, it seems that they can hurt them with a gentle force. I really don't know how Fengjin brought them over these years. After feeding, the two brothers and sisters were taken to the garden as usual by the nanny. The two adults stay in the restaurant so that they can have a good meal. Huarong bowed his head and ate for a while, and asked, "have you taken care of the children in recent years?" Feng brocade head also did not lift, "later you also want to take the child." Huarong choked and curled her lips: "I don't like children." Feng Jin raised his head and looked at the cold-blooded woman's face. "They are very good and lovely babies. If you stay with them, they will recognize you." Two of them, who could not get married with me, were about to marry Feng Jin's face became colder. This upright and beautiful face now looks cold and has a trace of dignity. It's really different from that of the young master who used to be well respected. Huarong felt a little sigh in her heart. She put down her chopsticks and gently shook her head at Fengjin: "it's meaningless for you to keep me. If I don't go back for a long time, my family will find it. There's no need to have a conflict over such a trifle in the relationship between our two families for so many years, does it? " "This little thing?" Feng brocade stares at her face, "our life big matter is small matter?" "It's a big event in my life." Huarong calmly pointed out, "you have nothing to do with me." Feng Jin was breathed by her. He took back his sight and said to her without expression: "you are my life event." Huarong smell speech, "Alas" a, long sigh tone, as if he has more unreasonable like. Feng Jin was too angry to eat. He leaned back on the dining chair and looked out of the window, looking colder and colder. After a long time, he asked coldly, "you don't like children. Why do you give birth to them?" Outside the transparent window, two small groups are strolling on the grass under the guidance of the nanny. The weather in February is still very cold, but spring has come, and the yard is full of green spring. Huarong looked at the two brothers and sisters, slightly shaking God. Why have children? In the most difficult time of Huajia family, she also chose to give birth to these two children, and even hid in Fengjin's house. "What happened three years ago is not clear now." She plucked the thin silver chain on her earlobe. Her voice was calm and calm, with a bit of carelessness. "If you give me a choice now, I will definitely choose not to live." Feng Jin stood up and her voice was cold: "you are really an incompetent mother. If you don't love them, you shouldn't have them. " Huarong dropped her eyes and did not go to see the expression of Fengjin. She picked up the corner of her lips and said with a smile: "Fengjin, these two children are not yours. Why are you so angry? " "They are your children." Feng Jin clenched his hand, and his handsome face was gloomy. "I have been raising me as my own, in order to wait for you to come back and give you an account." Huarong then sighed, "but Fengjin, no one forced you to raise them. Three years ago, if you didn't like it, you could send them to an orphanage. You have no right to stand on the high ground and blame me. After all, they have nothing to do with you. "
