The Mysterious Wife of the Indifferent Emperor and Young Master

Zhan Xiaocheng didn't know how long he stood outside Feng's villa.

Feng Yuning has been injured for a week, and he and her have also been separated for a week. The two of them haven't seen each other, and they haven't even had a phone call.

They are clearly close at hand, but they seem to be far away from each other, no matter how hard they try, they can't touch each other.

Every time I wake up from a midnight dream, Zhan Xiaocheng always sees the scene of Feng Yuning falling off the cliff five years ago. Her body and face are covered in blood, and there is despair and hatred in those originally clear eyes.

"roll!"

She yelled at him, just this one word, like thousands of flying arrows piercing his heart at the same time.

He woke up at three in the morning with tears streaming down his face.

Unable to control his emotions, unable to control his behavior, by the time he reacted, he had already stood outside Feng's villa for a long time.

In the twilight of the morning light, the autumn wind blew across the treetops, and a few fallen leaves fluttered, one of which was withered and yellow, resting on his shoulder.

Zhan Xiaocheng looked up at the sky, but couldn't help looking at a certain window of the villa.

Behind this window is Feng Yuning's room, and three meters inward from the window is Feng Yuning's bed.

On weekdays, she likes to sleep on the side by the window. When the weather is hot, she doesn't like to turn on the air conditioner. Instead, she opens the window and pulls the gauze curtain, letting the summer evening wind blow in. It is slightly hot but comfortable. .

Once, they also sat side by side on the imperial concubine's couch by the window, she leaned on his shoulder, and he held a pair of children in his arms.

The family of four didn't speak, just looked at the starry sky on Midsummer Night, life seemed so complete.

But now, it all seems like a dream.

The closed window seemed to be an existence that he couldn't touch.

When the first ray of sunlight shone on Zhan Xiaocheng's face in the early morning, and when the dead leaves on his shoulders fell to the ground, there was the roar of a car engine behind him.

Zhan Xiaocheng turned his head, only to see Lin Ziche's car coming from around the corner and parked right beside him.

Seeing each other, the faces of the two men seemed not very good-looking.

Almost at the same time, they spoke.

"Why are you here?"

"What are you doing here?"

……

After a pause, Zhan Xiaocheng said with a cold face: "Lin Ziche, I thought you were an upright gentleman, but I didn't expect you to learn the trick of taking advantage of others' danger."

"What do you mean by taking advantage of others? If you hadn't stepped in and forced Xiao Ning to be your mistress, I might have married Xiao Ning, and she wouldn't suffer like this!"

Lin Ziche said angrily: "Zhan Xiaocheng, think about it carefully, how much hardship has Xiao Ning suffered since she was with you? You keep saying you want to protect her, but you personally brought a lot of pain to her."

This straightforward accusation made Zhan Xiaocheng feel uncomfortable and sour.

At this moment, he didn't want to admit anything, and Lin Ziche's accusation made him even more flustered and angrier.

Unable to explain, he punched Lin Ziche in the face.

"Fart you! What right do you have to dictate my relationship with Xiao Ning? Do you think you can make Xiao Ning happy? Can you deal with your mother who seems kind but is more ruthless than anyone else?"

Zhan Xiaocheng smiled coldly, and said: "If Xiao Ning married you, she might have become a cold tomb now. After all, you have personally seen your mother's methods. She is the best at killing people with a knife."

These words were like a dagger, piercing Lin Ziche's heart fiercely.

His eyes were red but he couldn't speak, he could only gasp heavily.

"Even if you know that Lin Ping'an's death is related to your mother, what about you? Didn't you still manage to keep her? You said that you would lock her up for a lifetime and never leave the Lin family, but in fact, you still protected her in a disguised form." lost her?"

With a cold smile, Zhan Xiaocheng continued to poke Lin Ziche's most painful spot.

"Don't deny it, you are also a selfish person, you know what a prison is, and you know that your mother will not have a good life in prison, so Lin Ziche, what kind of saint are you and I pretending to be here?"

Taking a few steps forward, Zhan Xiaocheng tapped Lin Ziche's heart.

"Touch here and ask yourself, if one day, you can only choose between Xiao Ning and your mother, who will you choose?"

Seeing Lin Ziche's pale face, Zhan Xiaocheng smiled even more sinisterly.

"Have you already made a choice? Have you already chosen your mother? The cowardice and filial piety in your bones are destined to be unable to protect Xiao Ning, so Lin Ziche, you are not worthy of Xiao Ning!"

Lin Ziche said in a hoarse voice: "What about you? Are you worthy of her? Even if I'm stupid, but don't forget, your father is Xiao Ning's mother-killing enemy! The father's debt is paid by the son, and you and Xiao Ning Ning..."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Ziche felt another pain on his face. He covered his face, and then realized that he was punched by Zhan Xiaocheng again.

I saw that Zhan Xiaocheng's eyes were red, with crazy anger in his eyes.

"If you dare to say one more word, I will kill you!"

Although Lin Ziche was meek, he was not a coward. He was punched twice by Zhan Xiaocheng at this time. He was so angry that he immediately took off his coat and punched Zhan Xiaocheng in the face.

The two men just wrestled together like this, without any tricks, just punching each other back and forth.

Feng Nanzheng got up and opened the curtains, only to see two men wrestling outside the gate of the villa.

He was taken aback for a moment, then hurriedly went downstairs, calling Feng Huaili to come out to fight together.

A few minutes later, in the courtyard of Feng's house, Feng Nanzheng looked at the two men in a mess, and didn't know whether to laugh or scold.

"What are you doing? What are you two doing? Do you know who you are? If you are photographed by a reporter, do you want to save face?"

Feng Nanzheng gritted his teeth and said, his eyes were full of hatred that iron could not be made into steel.

They were all well-known figures from the wealthy families in the North City, but they ended up fighting like children, and it was still at the gate of Feng's house.

Heh, if this gets out, I'm afraid that tomorrow's hot search will be "Zhan Xiaocheng and Lin Ziche fighting for a woman".

Is this something glorious?Think it's not enough trouble?

"Even if you guys are shameless, then Xiao Ning is still shameless? Doesn't she gossip less now? Do you have to make her reputation rotten to the end?"

When Feng Nanzheng thought of the negative news about his daughter on the Internet, he was so angry that he wanted to hit someone.

If it was not illegal to kill people, he would have to arrest all those who slandered his daughter's reputation collectively.

After being scolded by Feng Nanzheng, Zhan Xiaocheng and Lin Ziche, who were still arrogant just a moment ago, lost their temper. The two stood in the living room in a mess, each with their heads down, without a word of rebuttal.

At this moment, the sound of the door opening came from the first floor.

I saw Feng Yuning sitting in an electric wheelchair, slowly coming out of the bedroom.

She looked haggard, and when she saw the scene in the living room, her expression was extremely calm. Obviously, she had heard the movement outside.

Feng Yuning's gaze swept over Lin Ziche lightly, and when she saw the injury on his face, she frowned slightly.

This reaction filled Zhan Xiaocheng's heart with anticipation, and he was also injured. Then, after seeing his injury, would his little Ning feel distressed?