Chapter 951
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Fengjin endured for a long time, but did not reach out to fight back.
"You let me go." Fu Tingyuan broke his hand, some stubborn, "she is in front of me, I saw her."
Drunk people are really unreasonable.
How can people who have been dead for three years still be here.
Feng Jin also knows that he can't reason with this drunkard any more. No matter how mature and calm people are, they will show their true colors under alcohol. For example, now Fu Tingyuan is a dead brain idiot.
He pulled people back into the car and tied them back to the seat with the seat belt. Feng Jin held the steering wheel and looked at the silent man, then looked back at the front.
"I know you miss her, but you have to accept the reality. Tingyuan, she's been dead for three years. You're not like me. You can't find her
"As your friend, I hope you live well. What kind of virtue have you lived in these three years? Do you think Ronan would be happy to know? "
Fu Tingyuan did not dare to say these words when he was awake.
I'm afraid he'll turn against him.
He is now even his own father can be ruthless, let alone he is such a friend.
But there must be someone who can persuade him.
Huarong no longer exists, he can only shoulder her obligation, so that Fu Tingyuan can not go down like this.
The man looks at the front without expression, the tone is calm and cold: "I am very good now."
Feng Jin sneered: "you are very well now...!"
Fu Tingyuan calm look: "good can't be better."
Feng Jin sneered and didn't want to expose Fu Tingyuan's bubble like lie and stepped on the accelerator to restart the car.
He sent Fu Tingyuan home very late. He thought about the two children in his family, but he still did his best to help the man upstairs with the help of his servant. When the servant carefully pushed open the door of the bedroom, Feng Jin's step also subconsciously light down.
Everyone knew what this bedroom meant to Fu Tingyuan, so they walked in and out of the bedroom lightly, for fear that something might be damaged, and they did not dare to step on the carpet.
He gently put the drunk man to bed. He watched the man lying on the bed tired. The bedding was old and white. He heard that all the things in the room were cleaned by Fu Tingyuan himself.
It's really hard to imagine that this man would wash the bed sheets and quilt covers, just as it is hard for others to imagine. The Yan Family owner who controls the whole Yan family has been covered with a sheet from three years ago.
Feng Jin looked up at the room.
The old traces in the room have been very weak, and the things that Luonan had left at the beginning are gradually worn out and damaged. No matter how much Fu Tingyuan cherishes his treasure, time will not leave him a little affection.
In the end, it will all be lost, and nothing will be left.
Phoenix brocade thought of here, unavoidably the bottom of the heart float a few silk not bear heart.
He didn't know how Fu Tingyuan could live alone for so many years.
Luonan didn't leave him a son and a half daughter, nor a last word for him. She left without time to stay. She didn't even have time for Fu Tingyuan to say goodbye to her.
With a low sigh, he went out of the room, said goodbye to the servant, and left.
*
Feng Youling sent luonanchu to the orphanage.
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Fengjin endured for a long time, but did not reach out to fight back.
"You let me go." Fu Tingyuan broke his hand, some stubborn, "she is in front of me, I saw her."
Drunk people are really unreasonable.
How can people who have been dead for three years still be here.
Feng Jin also knows that he can't reason with this drunkard any more. No matter how mature and calm people are, they will show their true colors under alcohol. For example, now Fu Tingyuan is a dead brain idiot.
He pulled people back into the car and tied them back to the seat with the seat belt. Feng Jin held the steering wheel and looked at the silent man, then looked back at the front.
"I know you miss her, but you have to accept the reality. Tingyuan, she's been dead for three years. You're not like me. You can't find her
"As your friend, I hope you live well. What kind of virtue have you lived in these three years? Do you think Ronan would be happy to know? "
Fu Tingyuan did not dare to say these words when he was awake.
I'm afraid he'll turn against him.
He is now even his own father can be ruthless, let alone he is such a friend.
But there must be someone who can persuade him.
Huarong no longer exists, he can only shoulder her obligation, so that Fu Tingyuan can not go down like this.
The man looks at the front without expression, the tone is calm and cold: "I am very good now."
Feng Jin sneered: "you are very well now...!"
Fu Tingyuan calm look: "good can't be better."
Feng Jin sneered and didn't want to expose Fu Tingyuan's bubble like lie and stepped on the accelerator to restart the car.
He sent Fu Tingyuan home very late. He thought about the two children in his family, but he still did his best to help the man upstairs with the help of his servant. When the servant carefully pushed open the door of the bedroom, Feng Jin's step also subconsciously light down.
Everyone knew what this bedroom meant to Fu Tingyuan, so they walked in and out of the bedroom lightly, for fear that something might be damaged, and they did not dare to step on the carpet.
He gently put the drunk man to bed. He watched the man lying on the bed tired. The bedding was old and white. He heard that all the things in the room were cleaned by Fu Tingyuan himself.
It's really hard to imagine that this man would wash the bed sheets and quilt covers, just as it is hard for others to imagine. The Yan Family owner who controls the whole Yan family has been covered with a sheet from three years ago.
Feng Jin looked up at the room.
The old traces in the room have been very weak, and the things that Luonan had left at the beginning are gradually worn out and damaged. No matter how much Fu Tingyuan cherishes his treasure, time will not leave him a little affection.
In the end, it will all be lost, and nothing will be left.
Phoenix brocade thought of here, unavoidably the bottom of the heart float a few silk not bear heart.
He didn't know how Fu Tingyuan could live alone for so many years.
Luonan didn't leave him a son and a half daughter, nor a last word for him. She left without time to stay. She didn't even have time for Fu Tingyuan to say goodbye to her.
With a low sigh, he went out of the room, said goodbye to the servant, and left.
*
Feng Youling sent luonanchu to the orphanage.
Fengjin endured for a long time, but did not reach out to fight back. "You let me go." Fu Tingyuan broke his hand, some stubborn, "she is in front of me, I saw her." Drunk people are really unreasonable. How can people who have been dead for three years still be here. Feng Jin also knows that he can't reason with this drunkard any more. No matter how mature and calm people are, they will show their true colors under alcohol. For example, now Fu Tingyuan is a dead brain idiot. He pulled people back into the car and tied them back to the seat with the seat belt. Feng Jin held the steering wheel and looked at the silent man, then looked back at the front. "I know you miss her, but you have to accept the reality. Tingyuan, she's been dead for three years. You're not like me. You can't find her "As your friend, I hope you live well. What kind of virtue have you lived in these three years? Do you think Ronan would be happy to know? " Fu Tingyuan did not dare to say these words when he was awake. I'm afraid he'll turn against him. He is now even his own father can be ruthless, let alone he is such a friend. But there must be someone who can persuade him. Huarong no longer exists, he can only shoulder her obligation, so that Fu Tingyuan can not go down like this. The man looks at the front without expression, the tone is calm and cold: "I am very good now." Feng Jin sneered: "you are very well now...!" Fu Tingyuan calm look: "good can't be better." Feng Jin sneered and didn't want to expose Fu Tingyuan's bubble like lie and stepped on the accelerator to restart the car. He sent Fu Tingyuan home very late. He thought about the two children in his family, but he still did his best to help the man upstairs with the help of his servant. When the servant carefully pushed open the door of the bedroom, Feng Jin's step also subconsciously light down. Everyone knew what this bedroom meant to Fu Tingyuan, so they walked in and out of the bedroom lightly, for fear that something might be damaged, and they did not dare to step on the carpet. He gently put the drunk man to bed. He watched the man lying on the bed tired. The bedding was old and white. He heard that all the things in the room were cleaned by Fu Tingyuan himself. It's really hard to imagine that this man would wash the bed sheets and quilt covers, just as it is hard for others to imagine. The Yan Family owner who controls the whole Yan family has been covered with a sheet from three years ago. Feng Jin looked up at the room. The old traces in the room have been very weak, and the things that Luonan had left at the beginning are gradually worn out and damaged. No matter how much Fu Tingyuan cherishes his treasure, time will not leave him a little affection. In the end, it will all be lost, and nothing will be left. Phoenix brocade thought of here, unavoidably the bottom of the heart float a few silk not bear heart. He didn't know how Fu Tingyuan could live alone for so many years. Luonan didn't leave him a son and a half daughter, nor a last word for him. She left without time to stay. She didn't even have time for Fu Tingyuan to say goodbye to her. With a low sigh, he went out of the room, said goodbye to the servant, and left. *Feng Youling sent luonanchu to the orphanage.
