Mu Qichu came to condolences to Feng Feihe.
But Concubine Feng couldn't speak, and even though she saw Mu Qichu coming, she could only look at him with pitiful eyes.
For a boy as indifferent as Mu Qichu, there is not even the slightest fluctuation in his eyes.
When Xie Zhihua was with Concubine Feng in the ward, Mu Qichu just said in a cold tone: "Auntie, don't be sad, you will get better soon."
His tone was so flat, it sounded like he was completing a task.
Xie Zhihua was already holding back his anger, and when he heard this, he immediately replied sharply: "People who don't know thought you were forced to visit our concubine! I really wronged you, Young Master Mu!"
Even though he knew that he usually spoke in this tone, Xie Zhihua still felt wronged for his daughter.
Because she knew that her daughter had a crush on Mu Qichu, Feng Yongshi also thought about matching them up.
For the three sons of the Mu family, no matter who comes to marry the Feng family, it will do.
But now that Concubine Feng is lying on the hospital bed like this, Xie Zhihua is angry when he still looks like this.
Unexpectedly, Mu Qichu is not a muffled loser, he is the young master of the Mu family, he has always been spoiled, can he stand Xie Zhihua's accusation
He put down the things he had brought to condolence Feng Feihe, and his tone became colder: "Auntie, I know that Feng Feihe had an accident, and you are very sad, but you have to know that what happened to her has nothing to do with me."
After saying this, he turned around and left.
Concubine Feng was a little agitated, and made a noise to want Mu Qichu to stay. Xie Zhihua's eyes widened, and she was dumbfounded when she saw that Mu Qichu walked quickly without looking back.
Concubine Feng burst into tears again.
Xie Zhihua panicked, and when he left the door of the ward, he saw that Mu Qichu was tall and long-legged, walking fast, and he disappeared in a blink of an eye.
She couldn't bear to chase after her, and turned back with an ugly face: "Don't cry! The Mu family are all heartless, why do you have to like him? If you really like him, then I will let your dad find a way. He can't help it." marry you!"
Feng Feihe was still crying, she was so injured now that she couldn't move or speak, and anything could irritate her fragile mind.
I can't even get angry, what else can I do but cry.
Xie Zhihua couldn't bear to blame her, so she could only cry together: "You are the daughter of my Feng family, whoever doesn't like it, it's that bastard who doesn't know what to do!"
When Feng Yongshi came back with someone, he saw two people crying together in the ward, he couldn't bear it, and said: "Zhihua, Azu is here."
Xie Zhihua turned his head and got up quickly.
An old man with a cane came in from beside Feng Yongshi.
The body looks a bit stooped, but in fact it is full of energy, with white hair and a childlike face, wearing a noble Tang suit, it seems to be carrying the wind when walking in.
With eagle-like sharp eyebrows and eyes, he looks like an old man who is not easy to mess with.
Feng Yongshi's attitude towards him was cautious, but he didn't dare to take the initiative to help him.
When he entered the room, Xie Zhihua lowered his head and called out cautiously: "Azu."
There were a few bodyguards guarding the door, all of them came with the old man, standing outside at the moment, but staring at Xie Zhihua and Feng Yongshi inside the room, as if they were going to shoot them down if they made any changes.
In such an atmosphere, Xie Zhihua would be unconsciously nervous.
The ancestor is a key figure in the Feng family, and even the second elder brother who is in power has to be carefully accompanied, let alone such small characters as them.