77 days of marriage

Leng Fei's slender figure stood at the head of the bed, staring at her coldly.

An Xi Guo was pale and trembling with a weak face, she raised her head without showing any weakness, and looked back at him.

Mo Yanfeng said from the side: "Master Leng, can I say a few words?"

Leng Fei didn't even look at him, just said: "Tell me."

Mo Yanfeng said: "I am a doctor, Lord Leng, and I have to say something. The young mistress is too weak. Aborting the child in her womb will do her great harm. Two corpses."

An Xiguo heard this, and suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "Leng Fei, don't you want to kill the child in my womb? Okay, you beat it, and you can die with my child, which is not a bad idea." choose."

The expression on Leng Fei's face became colder and colder, and finally it all condensed in the depths of his eyes.

His eyes were like the deep sea in the night, submerged inch by inch the coldness that entered his eyes, submerged by the deep sea without leaving a trace.

Before Leng Fei turned and left, he only said to Mo Yanfeng: "Cure her illness and take care of her body."

Mo Yanfeng was An Xiguo's respected teacher, but when she knew the relationship between Mo Yanfeng and Leng's family, she couldn't help being wary of Mo Yanfeng.

An Xi Guo's voice was weak, but she was full of stubbornness: "I don't want to cure my illness. I know my own illness."

Mo Yanfeng's lips curled into a smile: "Master Leng's attitude just now is actually acquiescing to the existence of the fetus in your womb. I know you are afraid that the medicine will harm the fetus in your womb. Don't worry, I will Use some medicines that will not harm the fetus. You are also a top student in the medical department and know a lot about medicines. In the future, I will let you see what medicine I use for you first, so you can rest assured?"

Even though Mo Yanfeng said so, An Xiguo was still wary of him.However, he no longer refuses treatment.She knows the importance of the mother's health to the fetus.

For several days in a row, Leng Fei did not appear in the Bright Sky Holy Land, nor did he appear in front of An Xiguo.

There is no nonsense, An Xi lives happily and peacefully.

The medicines she wanted were bought and delivered by Luo Banruo herself.

She receives treatment, eats on time, and goes to bed on time.

Every day at noon, when the sun is at its best, she will lie on the terrace, listen to music quietly, and bask in the sun.

She doesn't know what her tomorrow will hold, but, she will do her best to give her children the best possible life.It was during these few days that An Xiguo made up his mind to cooperate with Liang Xiao.

She knew that only by getting rid of Leng Fei's control, only by getting away from Leng Fei, could she and her children live a free life.

It's just that at that time, will Nan Fengche still want her and their children?
Thinking of Su Luoluo, An Xiguo's heart inevitably ached.

The sick bed is lingering, tormented day and night, his name is fused in every minute and every inch of his eyes, heart, flesh and blood.An Xiguo asked herself in a low voice, Nanfeng Che, do you know that I miss you so much!
Every inch of your heart is thousands of miles away.

This kind of state of mind that is as transparent as water is like the stars outside the window dreamed back at midnight, twinkling, pure and pure, maybe life is just like this to love someone, and then spend a lifetime waiting for this love.

A person's thoughts are the elegant flowers blooming on the blue vines in summer. Although they are vague and thin, they are like a candle lit in the window on a rainy night, sad and moving.

She suddenly remembered a word, the wind lives in the dust, the fragrance and flowers are gone, and I am tired of combing my hair day and night.Things are people, but things don't matter. If you want to speak, tears will flow first.

The artistic conception of early autumn, the occasional wind blowing, has already shown the meaning of bleakness. The person who walked through the years left, thinking it was a temporary departure, and when he sobered up, the happiness of the past was really replaced by the cruelty of today .What was thought to be ordinary in the past is no longer possible now. The non-stop missing has revealed the essence of missing.

Those indistinct, those longings, slowly gather together like a stream, and these lingering thoughts are gathered at the fingertips.

Can't miss him.

For the sake of her children, she has to work hard to make herself happy.

Leng Fei was sitting in his office at this time, but the computer screen showed An Xi's every move at home.His face, which was carved in ice, was locked with deep depression.His eyes fell on An Xiguo's thin back, feeling very distressed.

It was the first time I noticed that she was so thin.

At this moment, his intercom phone rang suddenly.He picked it up, only to hear his secretary's voice: "President, there is a Mr. Du Jiang who wants to see you."

After pondering for a while, Leng Fei said, "Let him in."

Du Jiang walked to Leng Fei's desk and said respectfully, "Master Leng, grandpa asked you to go home now, he has something to tell you."

Leng Fei squinted at him from the corner of his eyes, and said with a half-smile: "That's it? Just make a phone call? How dare you trouble Butler Du to come here in person?"

Du Jiang said solemnly: "I'm not the housekeeper."

Leng Fei said: "You cover the sky with one hand in Leng's house, even if you don't have the name of a big housekeeper, you have the reality of a big housekeeper."

Du Jiang said: "Everything Du Jiang has today was given by the master. Therefore, Du Jiang has always been cautious in his words and deeds, and dare not overdo it. Please, Master Leng, don't say these embarrassing words for Du Jiang."

Leng Fei changed the topic: "What? Afraid I won't go back? So the old man asked you to escort me back in person?"

Du Jiang still neither humble nor overbearing said: "Du Jiang dare not, the master is just afraid that Master Leng is busy with business and forgets things in a blink of an eye. That's why he ordered Du Jiang to come here in person to take Master Leng home."

Leng Fei stood up lazily, picked up the suit hanging on the hanger, and walked out with Du Jiang while wearing it: "Can you reveal a little information, what's the matter with the old man this time?"

Du Jiang only said: "When Master Leng sees Master Leng, he will know what's going on?"

Leng Fei suddenly discovered that every time Leng Tingxuan saw him, he was always waiting for him in the study.Moreover, every time he sees Leng Tingxuan, almost without exception, he always puts his head down and shakes his hair.

Under the reflection of the last slant of sunlight, several flowering trees outside the window are as red as red, and the flowers and branches are swaying and swaying lightly.

However, when Leng Fei saw Leng Tingxuan, he already lost all good impressions.

Because in his life, Leng Tingxuan is the terminator of all his happiness and beauty.

In Leng Fei's mind, Leng Tingxuan is a demon.

The devil of the devil.

The greatest demon among demons.

The setting sun lost its last ray of light, and the sky was suddenly plunged into darkness.

The night was filled with cold air.The bleak autumn is like mourning something unknown, Leng Fei's eyes are looking at the sky outside the window.A gust of moonlight hit his handsome face, thinly frosted.