Feng Ling seemed to have heard some amnesty order and fell asleep again.
Or maybe she didn't wake up at all just now, but was being tortured by him in her dream, and she instinctively begged for mercy.
At noon, the curtains in the room were closed tightly, and both of them were sleeping.
Li Nanheng's cell phone suddenly vibrated in his pocket, vibrating repeatedly for at least ten minutes. The man impatiently reached over and took the cell phone over, picked it up, and put it to his ear: "If you have something to say, please don't disturb me." I’m going to sleep.”
The person on the other end of the phone was stunned for a moment by the sound of someone actually sleeping in the daytime, and then said: "Young Master Li, something happened in the Feng family. Several old men in our family were called out. One day He hasn’t come back since early in the morning.”
Hearing the word "Feng family", Li Nanheng had no patience: "What happened to the Feng family has something to do with the Li family? What does it mean for the elders to be called?"
"It's Miss Feng's matter. I heard that she quietly went to China yesterday. I don't know what happened in China. She was sent home overnight by the police. I'm just the housekeeper of the Li family, so I don't want to ask more about what happened. What, but several old men were indeed called early in the morning. I heard that Miss Feng committed suicide at home, cut her wrists and hit a wall. The matter was not serious... "
The police were fast enough. They had already returned to Feng's house early in the morning. It can be seen that he was sent back to the United States just after arriving at the police station last night.
But if it weren't for the Feng family's reputation, the police wouldn't have sent him away so easily. It was more or less because of the Feng family's help, otherwise this matter wouldn't have ended so easily.
Returning to the Feng family to commit suicide, forcing several elders from the Li family to come to the door. Feng Mingzhu's dangerous move, which threatened her life, was probably planned for her during the dozen hours she flew back to the United States. Way back.
"Who asked you to call me?" Li Nanheng asked.
The Li family's housekeeper said anxiously on the phone: "It's Mr. Li. The other three elders also sounded very unkind on the phone. I don't know what happened, but Miss Feng's suicide should be related to you. It has something to do with it, otherwise these old men wouldn’t be so angry and ask me to call you... to tell you to come back... "
Li Nanheng was silent for a moment: "I understand."
After saying that, he hung up the phone and threw it aside. Then he looked at the woman who was sleeping in his arms and didn't know what night it was. He lowered his head and kissed her face and the tip of her nose. After kissing for a while, he kissed her. He said in his ear: "I have something to do and need to rush back to the United States. You have to rest well. If you want to go back to the Jindu Hotel to recuperate, you can go directly back. If you want to stay here to recuperate, you can. I will leave a few people behind so that no one will come to disturb you again. Don't wander around these days, I'll be back soon."
Feng Ling heard it in his groggy state, and reluctantly agreed, but still kept sleeping with his eyes closed, and when the man lifted the quilt and stood up, he turned over and continued sleeping, as if it was more important for the man not to have a bed.
Li Nanheng looked back at the woman who was sleeping soundly and had no nostalgia for him before he left. If it weren't for the fact that several elders were now in the Feng family, he would have had to rush back to stabilize the situation, otherwise even if he gave him more In two hours, he had to torture her to wake her up and let her know who was her man. It was really unworthy of her to dare not take him seriously over and over again!
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Feng Ling really fell asleep, sleeping until even an earthquake might not wake her up.
It wasn't until another two hours later that she woke up and turned over on the bed. She felt that her whole body was so sore. She secretly hated that beast and bastard and slowly moved her legs. Feeling that the swelling and soreness was much better than before, I turned to look at the empty bed on the other side.
She remembered that he said that he had to rush back to the United States because of something urgent. With Li Nanheng's usual style of acting, if it hadn't been for something really urgent, he would definitely still stay on her bed and wouldn't be able to drive her away even if the sky fell.
It's a good thing he left, otherwise she would have smothered him alive with a pillow when she woke up.
Otherwise, wait until she regains her strength and have a good duel. Last night and this morning's "fights", she was always at the disadvantage because she was a woman. It was useless to cry when she was bullied. The more he cried, the more energetic he got. Really, using words like birds and beasts to describe him would not be even one-tenth of his badness!
In the past, when he was in the XI base for so long, apart from kissing her, hugging her or touching her, he was at least measured. But today, this man is like a monster imprisoned in the Dragon Tower. , as if the ban was finally lifted!
Feng Ling lay on the bed for a while. Although he was still very tired, terribly tired, he still couldn't fall asleep. He reluctantly sat up, rubbed his sore waist, picked up his phone and took a look, and then he saw half of Ji Nuan sent her a text message a few hours ago, asking her if she was at home now.
Looking further up, she saw a message that the man sent her at the airport an hour ago. When she opened it, she saw a kissing expression.
Feng Ling: "..."
She didn't reply, and threw the phone back on the bed with a look of disgust. She lifted up the quilt and got out of bed and walked to the living room to find a drink of water.
The slightly cold water poured into his throat, and the words the man said suddenly rang in his mind.
Little wife.
I owe him three years of wedding flowers.
The last day of three years.
Her hand on the quilt suddenly stopped.
All in all, the day before she was kicked out of the base was the day after it was reported that Li Nanheng and Miss Feng were getting married.
The day before three years ago was today, so what did he mean by the last day in three years
She was so resistant to him calling her daughter-in-law, but he shouted vigorously, and there were these so-called three years, so-called bridal chamber flowers and candles.
Get married, Miss Feng... Miss Feng... Feng...
Feng Ling's expression suddenly paused. How many young ladies are there in the Feng family? There was no one else except Feng Mingzhu, but he repeatedly said that he was not married to Feng Mingzhu, and he emphasized again and again that he had never married any woman...
So this Miss Feng does not exist? Or does it exist in another way
Then the other Miss Feng is...
Feng Ling couldn't quite understand this matter. He stood there holding the cup in trance for a long time but still couldn't understand it. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that such a coincidence could not happen in the world, and the second young lady of the Feng family... She...in the eyes of many people, isn't she already dead
How is that possible...
Just when Feng Ling was lost in thought while holding the cup, there was a sudden knock on the door outside.
She turned around and went out to open the door, only to see that the person coming was Ji Nuan.
The moment she opened the door, Ji Nuan saw her and raised her eyelids. This was the first time she saw Feng Ling, who looked so haggard and out of sorts: "What's wrong with you... Are you feeling better? Are you sick again or are you?" …”