His Dearest Wife

Chapter 318

As soon as Feng Yu\'s words stop, Cheng Ying and Quan Shu look at each other. It is rumored that Feng Yu is a cold-blooded commercial emperor with iron fists.

In the past, Cheng Ying only felt that people exaggerate. But today, when he heard what he said, his calm and calm manner can prove that he is a man with great strategy.

It\'s hard to be so young and so forced.

"Master Feng is right. Even if I refuse to help Pei Dongming, he will not give up this great opportunity tomorrow. Moreover, if I restrain him, he will surely lose tomorrow." Cheng Ying agrees with Feng Yu\'s plan, which is awesome and perfect.

Feng Yu took a look at the time and stood up wisely: "I\'ll go upstairs to have a rest first. Cheng Ying, this matter, please."

Cheng Ying laughs at himself and looks at Quan Feng affectionately.

Quan Feng immediately nodded to Feng Yu: "young master, please have a rest earlier. I will confirm this with her."

Feng Yu patted uncle Quan on the shoulder: "everything depends on you!"

Right uncle\'s facial expression is very helpless, after all, young master is still making his idea.

Feng Yu went upstairs. The atmosphere in the living room was a little awkward.

Finally, you Quan broke the silence: "thank you for your help."

Cheng Ying\'s eyes flashed, and he bent his lips and laughed: "I help him. It\'s all about your face. If it wasn\'t for you, I wouldn\'t come today."

Right uncle suddenly some face is hot, the voice is not natural: "time is not early, I send you out!"

"Good!" Cheng Ying and so on is this sentence, she gently stood up.

Two people left the living room one after the other. When Cheng Ying was about to walk to the side of the car, Quan Shu suddenly quickened his pace and habitually opened the back door for her.

Cheng Ying is stunned for a second. Then, instead of leading him, she opens the door of the co driver\'s room and sits in.

Uncle Quan\'s expression was a little stiff, and then he laughed at himself.

He went around to the cab, opened the door and sat in.

Outside the window, the cold wind blows, but inside the car becomes warm because of the heating.

Uncle Quan drove out.

Cheng Ying leans back in his chair with tears in his eyes.

"Quan Feng, if I don\'t help Feng Yu, will you take me home in person?" Cheng Ying is greedy and wants to know the thoughts of the men around him.

Uncle Quan\'s hand holding the steering wheel tightened, but he didn\'t answer her for a long time.

Cheng Ying is a little disappointed. He turns his head and looks at the man\'s tense face.

The car has left the manor and is running towards the city.

"Stop at the intersection ahead!" Cheng Ying said something sad.

"Where do you live, I\'ll take you back!" Right uncle taut voice, indifferent said.

"No, stop!" Cheng Ying seems to be stabbed. Although his voice is soft, he insists on it.

Right uncle foot brake down, Cheng Ying wait for the car to stop, directly push the door out.

The wind with thin snow, flying in the dark night.

There is no one in the street under the street lamp.

Cheng Ying lowers his head and goes in a hurry.

Uncle Quan also slaps the steering wheel hard, opens the door and shouts to the figure who is in a hurry to leave: "Cheng Ying..."

The rapid pace suddenly stops. Cheng Ying\'s tall figure doesn\'t look back. He just lowers his eyebrows and tears all over his face.

"What are you mad at me? You were the one who left me. If it wasn\'t for the young master to pick me up from the roadside, I would not be in this world. You can\'t see me today. " Uncle Quan\'s voice is full of sadness and pain.

Cheng Ying\'s body was shaking violently, and his hands were clenched into fists.

"It\'s just that you\'ve always ignored me and abandoned me. Don\'t you allow me to be indifferent to you once? Why do you love so much every time? " Uncle Quan seems to be venting his long-standing resentment. His voice is loud and heavy, like a low roar.

In this cold night, it sounds sad and painful.

Cheng Ying tears, fell more fierce, she finally summoned the courage, turned around, facing the lonely man standing under the street lamp.

"That\'s why I want to repay this kindness at all costs. I will give back what I owe you to Feng Yu." Cheng Ying step by step toward him, the voice is not loud, some gentle.

Quan Feng\'s body is a little stiff. In his eyes, the figure is just like that in those years, even walking with a trace of pride.

"Quan Feng, I said before that your life is mine. You can only love me. Today, I just fulfilled my previous promise. Feng Yu saved your life. I can give my life to him, but you can\'t stop loving me. Quan Feng, don\'t leave me, OK? I promise I\'ll never shoot you again. I\'ll never leave you again. " Cheng Ying has already stood in front of Uncle Quan, with her head up, tears brushing her cheek over and over again, very pale.Uncle Quan stares at the face that appears countless times in the dream, and closes his eyes in pain.

"What if I can\'t forgive you?" Uncle Quan can\'t get through the bottom of his heart. His heart has long been cold and dead.

"Then don\'t forgive me. When Cheng Ying is dead, a stranger, Quan Feng, is standing in front of you. Shall we start over? This time, I will pursue you. " Cheng Ying tearful eyes, a gentle, so quietly watching the man.

Uncle Quan was so stiff that he couldn\'t believe it.

Once a proud woman like a peacock, a stingy woman who won\'t even say a word about love, even said that she would take the initiative to pursue him?

Is she that short of love?

Cheng Ying stretched out his hand, gently hugged Quan Shu and buried his face in his arms: "Quan Feng, I remember you used to call me miss. Would you like to call me again?"

"You are not my first lady for a long time. I don\'t work for your father any more!" Quan Feng said in a cold voice, but he was unable to push away the soft woman in his arms.

"Yes, the gang is disbanded, my father is dead, I\'m no longer the first lady, and you\'re no longer my man." Cheng Ying seems to have accepted his fate. His voice is soft and self mocking.

Uncle Quan frowned.

"Hold me, Quan Feng, I\'m cold, so cold!" Cheng Ying pleads and murmurs, as if to withdraw Jiao to him.

Right uncle Zheng heavy, stiff stretch out a hand to come, tightly embrace the woman in the bosom.

"Quan Feng, you are no longer my subordinate, and I am not the big lady in your eyes. We are standing on an equal position now, so we should love each other well." Cheng Ying\'s mouth is rising, like a woman in love, a little wayward.

Uncle Quan looks down at the gentle woman in his arms. It\'s hard to imagine how headstrong she was when she was young.

"Come on, I\'ll take you home. It\'s too cold here!" Uncle Quan\'s voice went down, neither cold nor hot, but there was no resentment.

"No, I want to hold it a little longer, OK?" Cheng Ying doesn\'t want to move. He just wants to be lazy in a man\'s arms, fearless of wind and rain, fearless of cold. Only his arms are the warmest.

Quan Feng let her hold more for a few minutes, or she gently released: "hurry back, business matters."

Cheng Ying sighed contentedly: "well, I know you are worried."

They just drove off.

Feng Yu returns upstairs, only to find that Lin is not asleep, but sitting on the bed looking at the mobile phone.

"Who are the guests here today?" Lin asked curiously.

Feng Yu\'s eyes sank and he said in a soft voice, "it\'s uncle Quan\'s friend."

"Oh Miss Lin didn\'t ask much. Since she was Uncle Quan\'s friend, she didn\'t want to know more.

Feng Yu lay down and pulled her soft body to her arms.

"What are you looking at?"

"It\'s news!" Lin quickly blacked out his mobile phone.

She didn\'t want Feng Yu to know that she was actually reading all kinds of comments on the general election.

Feng Yu didn\'t lift her, but he rubbed the palm of his hand on her shoulder.

"Miss, no matter what happens, we should not separate, OK." Feng Yu said with emotion.

Lin Xiangxiang got up and sat up in surprise. Meimou looked at the man\'s sad face tightly. She put out her hand and touched him gently: "Feng Yu, what\'s the matter with you? All of a sudden, I said such strange things. "

"I just feel that if two loved ones are separated for a year or a few years, it\'s really shocking." Feng Yu chuckled.

Miss Lin Mei Mou blinked: "of course, I\'m sorry, so good time is wasted."

"So, I will never allow you to leave me, understand?" Feng Yu pulled her back to his arms and fixed her.

Miss Lin gently leaned on his arms, and his head gently rubbed: "Feng Yu, I won\'t leave you. I don\'t want to leave you unless your grandfather still doesn\'t accept me."

Unless, I really can\'t give you a baby! This sentence, Miss Lin answered in the bottom of my heart.

Feng Yu bowed his head and gave a kiss on her small head: "my grandfather should not interfere with us."

"I hope so!" Miss Lin murmured like a kitten.

"Go to sleep, don\'t think about it!" Feng Yu patted her on the arm.

Miss Lin is also a little tired. Close your eyes and go to sleep slowly.

At the moment, on the cold street, uncle Quan parked his car on the side of the road.

"I\'ll walk back by myself. Don\'t send any more!" Cheng Ying insists on getting off here because she is afraid that she will be followed again.

Right uncle didn\'t get out of the car, just reached out to grab her arm, some stiff mouth: "you should be careful yourself."

"Are you afraid I\'ll meet a gangster?" Cheng Yingge smiles: "don\'t worry, even ten gangsters are not my opponents."Right Shuwei Zheng, self mocking up: "yes, I think too much, you are a gangster big lady."

Cheng Ying is slightly disappointed: "even if I\'m a young lady, I need your protection. You can take the initiative to care about me. I\'m really happy. Go back."

Uncle Quan nodded and the car adjusted its head.