Chapter 2197: 2197
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Feng Shaojin is not a piece of ice. This man is an iceberg. Even if she burns herself, she can't make him warm.
He is not a warm and affectionate person. The heavy task of sealing the family and the sharpening of the battlefield are about to consume all the warmth and kindness in this man's body. He gives all the little left to his beloved woman, and no one else can get half a cent.
He Jingshu thought that she could not wait for that day in her whole life.
What Mrs. Feng said to her and what she promised would never come true.
He Jingshu thought of this, touched his own painful flustered face, no longer able to restrain, began to cry.
Now that she can't get it, why does she have to do something to hurt herself?
At least she is also the grand miss of the he family. She is both talented and beautiful. She has a noble status. Why should she serve the elders of the Feng family with a girl who has been in the Feng family for so long?
Feng Muyun listens to he Jingshu's sad cry and feels sorry for him. After all, he grows up with this child. Although he is a little arrogant and sometimes a little arrogant, compared with the second young lady of the he family, he has a pure heart and has no infinite means.
Otherwise, Mo Jinlan will not be able to live well until now.
Only after knowing that Feng Shaojin directed and acted the shooting at the engagement banquet, he didn't have the same obsession as before. He had to force Feng Shaojin to marry he Jingshu.
Fengjiajia great cause, although there is a heavy task, but if fengshaojin is determined not to, let it be.
Anyway, the young lady of Mohism is not willing to marry Shaojin. He turns a blind eye to the love, hatred and gratitude of the younger generation.
But I didn't expect that he Jingshu would move into the governor's mansion under the instruction of Mrs. Feng. She couldn't leave when she came in.
If a girl has a reputation outside, she will live up to the gossip outside when she moves in. If she doesn't marry, how can she explain to others?
How to explain to the he family?
Maybe no one will accept her in this life.
Feng Muyun sighed, his eyes a little more sympathy, facing Feng Yichen: "help Jingshu deal with the wound, so many things suddenly happened in the house, send someone to send Jingshu back to he's house temporarily."
He Jingshu choked for a while. She was so badly hurt that her face was destroyed. The Feng family refused to give her any explanation and even sent her back to he family.
When she is a dispensable servant, do you call her and wave her?
Feng Yichen holds he Jingshu's chin by his finger. "The wound on his face is OK. Don't cry, don't get wet, take good care of it. I'll give you a bottle of medicine. After the wound scabs, I'll smear it every day, and it won't leave scars."
Feng Yichen held up her hand, carefully checked the back of her hand, and screwed up her eyebrow: "hurt the meridians, the blood is still flowing, I'll give you a few stitches."
He Jingshu held back tears, choked asked: "will you leave scars?"
"Over time, the scar will fade away." Feng Yichen can't guarantee it.
After dealing with the wound, he Jingshu was given several bottles of medicine, and then he Jingshu was sent back to he Fu.
The only people left in the hall were those who sealed their homes.
Feng Yichen squatted beside the dead boy, looked around the servants and asked: "besides the usual food, who knows what he ate last night?"
With the dead sleep in the same shop of the small Si trembling back: "as if, as if also eat you and the young commander last night, the rest of the meal, originally to pour."
As soon as the words came out, Mrs. Feng suddenly opened her eyes and looked at the ferocious little guy with seven orifices bleeding and death in horror. She shook her head in disbelief, "how can it be, it's impossible!"
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Feng Shaojin is not a piece of ice. This man is an iceberg. Even if she burns herself, she can't make him warm.
He is not a warm and affectionate person. The heavy task of sealing the family and the sharpening of the battlefield are about to consume all the warmth and kindness in this man's body. He gives all the little left to his beloved woman, and no one else can get half a cent.
He Jingshu thought that she could not wait for that day in her whole life.
What Mrs. Feng said to her and what she promised would never come true.
He Jingshu thought of this, touched his own painful flustered face, no longer able to restrain, began to cry.
Now that she can't get it, why does she have to do something to hurt herself?
At least she is also the grand miss of the he family. She is both talented and beautiful. She has a noble status. Why should she serve the elders of the Feng family with a girl who has been in the Feng family for so long?
Feng Muyun listens to he Jingshu's sad cry and feels sorry for him. After all, he grows up with this child. Although he is a little arrogant and sometimes a little arrogant, compared with the second young lady of the he family, he has a pure heart and has no infinite means.
Otherwise, Mo Jinlan will not be able to live well until now.
Only after knowing that Feng Shaojin directed and acted the shooting at the engagement banquet, he didn't have the same obsession as before. He had to force Feng Shaojin to marry he Jingshu.
Fengjiajia great cause, although there is a heavy task, but if fengshaojin is determined not to, let it be.
Anyway, the young lady of Mohism is not willing to marry Shaojin. He turns a blind eye to the love, hatred and gratitude of the younger generation.
But I didn't expect that he Jingshu would move into the governor's mansion under the instruction of Mrs. Feng. She couldn't leave when she came in.
If a girl has a reputation outside, she will live up to the gossip outside when she moves in. If she doesn't marry, how can she explain to others?
How to explain to the he family?
Maybe no one will accept her in this life.
Feng Muyun sighed, his eyes a little more sympathy, facing Feng Yichen: "help Jingshu deal with the wound, so many things suddenly happened in the house, send someone to send Jingshu back to he's house temporarily."
He Jingshu choked for a while. She was so badly hurt that her face was destroyed. The Feng family refused to give her any explanation and even sent her back to he family.
When she is a dispensable servant, do you call her and wave her?
Feng Yichen holds he Jingshu's chin by his finger. "The wound on his face is OK. Don't cry, don't get wet, take good care of it. I'll give you a bottle of medicine. After the wound scabs, I'll smear it every day, and it won't leave scars."
Feng Yichen held up her hand, carefully checked the back of her hand, and screwed up her eyebrow: "hurt the meridians, the blood is still flowing, I'll give you a few stitches."
He Jingshu held back tears, choked asked: "will you leave scars?"
"Over time, the scar will fade away." Feng Yichen can't guarantee it.
After dealing with the wound, he Jingshu was given several bottles of medicine, and then he Jingshu was sent back to he Fu.
The only people left in the hall were those who sealed their homes.
Feng Yichen squatted beside the dead boy, looked around the servants and asked: "besides the usual food, who knows what he ate last night?"
With the dead sleep in the same shop of the small Si trembling back: "as if, as if also eat you and the young commander last night, the rest of the meal, originally to pour."
As soon as the words came out, Mrs. Feng suddenly opened her eyes and looked at the ferocious little guy with seven orifices bleeding and death in horror. She shook her head in disbelief, "how can it be, it's impossible!"
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Feng Shaojin is not a piece of ice. This man is an iceberg. Even if she burns herself, she can't make him warm. He is not a warm and affectionate person. The heavy task of sealing the family and the sharpening of the battlefield are about to consume all the warmth and kindness in this man's body. He gives all the little left to his beloved woman, and no one else can get half a cent. He Jingshu thought that she could not wait for that day in her whole life. What Mrs. Feng said to her and what she promised would never come true. He Jingshu thought of this, touched his own painful flustered face, no longer able to restrain, began to cry. Now that she can't get it, why does she have to do something to hurt herself? At least she is also the grand miss of the he family. She is both talented and beautiful. She has a noble status. Why should she serve the elders of the Feng family with a girl who has been in the Feng family for so long? Feng Muyun listens to he Jingshu's sad cry and feels sorry for him. After all, he grows up with this child. Although he is a little arrogant and sometimes a little arrogant, compared with the second young lady of the he family, he has a pure heart and has no infinite means. Otherwise, Mo Jinlan will not be able to live well until now. Only after knowing that Feng Shaojin directed and acted the shooting at the engagement banquet, he didn't have the same obsession as before. He had to force Feng Shaojin to marry he Jingshu. Fengjiajia great cause, although there is a heavy task, but if fengshaojin is determined not to, let it be. Anyway, the young lady of Mohism is not willing to marry Shaojin. He turns a blind eye to the love, hatred and gratitude of the younger generation. But I didn't expect that he Jingshu would move into the governor's mansion under the instruction of Mrs. Feng. She couldn't leave when she came in. If a girl has a reputation outside, she will live up to the gossip outside when she moves in. If she doesn't marry, how can she explain to others? How to explain to the he family? Maybe no one will accept her in this life. Feng Muyun sighed, his eyes a little more sympathy, facing Feng Yichen: "help Jingshu deal with the wound, so many things suddenly happened in the house, send someone to send Jingshu back to he's house temporarily." He Jingshu choked for a while. She was so badly hurt that her face was destroyed. The Feng family refused to give her any explanation and even sent her back to he family. When she is a dispensable servant, do you call her and wave her? Feng Yichen holds he Jingshu's chin by his finger. "The wound on his face is OK. Don't cry, don't get wet, take good care of it. I'll give you a bottle of medicine. After the wound scabs, I'll smear it every day, and it won't leave scars." Feng Yichen held up her hand, carefully checked the back of her hand, and screwed up her eyebrow: "hurt the meridians, the blood is still flowing, I'll give you a few stitches." He Jingshu held back tears, choked asked: "will you leave scars?" "Over time, the scar will fade away." Feng Yichen can't guarantee it. After dealing with the wound, he Jingshu was given several bottles of medicine, and then he Jingshu was sent back to he Fu. The only people left in the hall were those who sealed their homes. Feng Yichen squatted beside the dead boy, looked around the servants and asked: "besides the usual food, who knows what he ate last night?" With the dead sleep in the same shop of the small Si trembling back: "as if, as if also eat you and the young commander last night, the rest of the meal, originally to pour." As soon as the words came out, Mrs. Feng suddenly opened her eyes and looked at the ferocious little guy with seven orifices bleeding and death in horror. She shook her head in disbelief, "how can it be, it's impossible!" www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
