The personal security guard of the beautiful president

Lian Fang's cheeks turned red quickly, and she stomped her feet and said, "You clearly know the relationship between me and my master, you should know that he has made up his mind long ago, and won't expect any emotional return from you, just want to have a A man who can protect me, even...even if he can only be your lover..."

At the end, her voice was almost inaudible, and her eyes were moist.

Zhang Fengyi was slightly shocked.

He always thought that she called him "Master" to learn gambling skills, but he didn't expect there to be such a reason!

Lian Fang's voice trembled slightly: "I've lost my qualifications for true love long ago. I'm afraid, and I always feel that I'm sorry for others' efforts. Uncle Song is a good person, but because he is so kind, I can't accept him even more. Master, do you know? When I was still in the gymnasium, I already knew that he was very kind to me, but he knew everything about me. If... If I was with him, I would never How can I forget everything about the past, how can I live happily again?"

Zhang Fengyi froze completely.

He didn't know anything about her thoughts before.The usual Lianfang always had a vigorous and decisive attitude, making it easy to think that she would not have any pain and troubles, but at this moment, he realized that her pain was deeper than anyone else.

Lian Fang suddenly raised her head, and a smile appeared on her tear-stained cheeks: "At least until I am sure that I have escaped from the shadow of the past, let me follow you? Because only with you now, can I Felt safe..."

Without saying a word, Zhang Fengyi stretched out his arms to hug her.

Lao Song, it seems that I am sorry, at least I can't help you for the time being.

***

During breakfast, Han Xue looked at the two of them strangely, and asked in confusion, "What's going on? Fangfang, are you not angry anymore?"

Lian Fang blushed and smiled sweetly: "I'm not angry in the first place." She secretly glanced at Zhang Fengyi, feeling extremely shy.

Han Xueruo thoughtfully said: "Zhang Fengyi was in your room this morning, did he do something with you..."

Zhang Fengyi just picked up the bread and looked at her dumbfounded.

Han Xueruo said nonchalantly: "What's the matter? As one of your wives, it's only natural for you to take care of your affairs."

Zhang Fengyi rolled his eyes: "There is one thing that is strange to me."

Han Xue noticed that this guy had something to say, and said calmly: "Oh? What?"

Zhang Fengyi said slowly: "Since you are my wife, why do you always call me by my name and never 'husband'?"

Han Xue froze.

Lian Fang next to her pursed her lips and smiled.

She also has a little understanding of Han Xue's personality. Since they are just a fake couple acting in a play, it is really difficult for her to call Zhang Fengyi "husband".It was precisely because Zhang Fengyi saw this point that he deliberately teased her.

Unexpectedly, Han Xue froze for a moment, then quickly returned to normal: "It's just getting used to it, if you want to call me that, it doesn't matter to me."

"Oh?" Zhang Fengyi raised his eyebrows, "Honey, come on, try calling 'husband'."

The bread in Han Xue's hand was pinched into a small piece, and she insisted: "Is it necessary?"

Zhang Fengyi triumphantly said, "I'm waiting."

Han Xue frowned slightly.

Just when Zhang Fengyi thought she was thinking of an excuse to shirk, the beauty suddenly said, "Husband."

"Hey!" Zhang Fengyi subconsciously agreed, then was taken aback, "You really scream?"

"Isn't that what you wanted?" Han Xue blushed slightly on her cheeks, but her tone was still so indifferent.

Zhang Fengyi was stunned for a moment.

Lian Fang next to her just took a bite of the bread, and was stunned by the mouthful of bread.

Han Xue said lightly: "But you have to be mentally prepared."

Zhang Fengyi was stunned and said, "What psychological preparation?"

Han Xue changed the subject: "Let's eat."

Zhang Fengyi turned his head and looked at Lian Fang, feeling bad all over his heart.

What the hell does she mean?

***

After breakfast, Zhang Fengyi received a call from Rong Fei.

Sure enough, Rong Tianci went to find him, although it was clear that it was a bet two days later, but after speaking, as Rong Fei expected, this guy really made things clear.

After Zhang Fengyi reassured him, he hung up the phone and sat on the garden balcony on the second floor of the villa, frowning and thinking.

Rong Fei is now in a dilemma.

If he wins, his property will not be lost, but Rong Tianci will use Rong Fei's gambling to stimulate Rong's father, and he is sure that the latter will not be able to stand the excitement.

Either lose, once Rong's father dies—it can be predicted that he can't last long—then everything that Rong Fei inherited will be taken away by Rong Tianci.

No matter which way he chooses, it is not the result he hoped for, so he can only hope that Zhang Fengyi can help him now that he is unable to solve it.

But how can we help him?

Footsteps came from behind.

Zhang Fengyi could hear Han Xue's steps without turning his head. His heart moved and he looked back.

Han Xue walked beside him: "What's the matter?"

Zhang Fengyi wondered: "You can see it before I even open my mouth?"

Han Xue said casually: "As a wife, it is very important to understand her husband's expression language."

Zhang Fengyi scratched his head: "Well, are you good at heart disease?"

Han Xue asked strangely: "Why do you ask this?"

Zhang Fengyi hid half of it, told the general situation, and finally said: "In short, my friend cares about his father very much, and I hope to help him rescue him."

Han Xue pondered: "If I can't be saved in the Capital Hospital, then I definitely can't. Although I am also good at surgery, I don't have any special research in the field of heart."

Feeling very disappointed, Zhang Fengyi said with the last glimmer of hope: "Then is there any better hospital in the world?"

Han Xue stared at him, and said slowly: "In terms of fame, there are quite a few, but in terms of technology, I can tell you responsibly that there are none."

Zhang Fengyi knew that she would not talk nonsense, and his heart sank even more.

Originally, he thought that if Rong's father could be cured and his body's ability to withstand pressure increased, then no matter how much Rong Tianci threatened him, it would be useless, but now it seems that there is little hope for this.

The doorbell rang.

Lian Fang's voice came from downstairs: "I'll go and open the door!"

After a while, her voice came up again: "Huh? Uncle Song, what's going on with you?"

Song Yang's voice sounded: "Zhang...Where's Zhang Fengyi?" There was pain in the voice.

Zhang Fengyi heard that something was wrong, so he got up suddenly, and rushed downstairs in a few steps, only to see Song Yang was walking in with Lian Fang's support, but his face was pale, his right hand was lightly covering his lower abdomen, his expression of pain could not be suppressed at all.

Moreover, on his exposed hands, patches of bruises were clearly visible, obviously he had been severely beaten.

Zhang Fengyi rushed to help him to sit on the sofa, and then said in a deep voice: "What's going on?" Could it be that guy Rong Tianci said to reconcile openly, but secretly tampered with it?

Song Yang sat paralyzed on the sofa, gasped for several breaths, and suddenly leaned forward, a mouthful of blood spurted out, spilling all over the floor, sofa, and coffee table.

"Don't touch him!" Han Xue came down from upstairs, walked up to Song Yang, leaned over to check his situation, "I'm afraid his ribs were broken, huh? Oops, I'm afraid his internal organs were pierced. Call an ambulance!"

Lian Fang next to her turned pale with fright, and hurriedly went to find her cell phone to make a call.

"No...no need." Song Yang weakly tried to stop her, "I can't do it anymore!"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Zhang Fengyi interrupted him, "Han Xue is a professional doctor, she has the final say on whether it will work or not!"

Song Yang forced a wry smile and said, "I don't...don't know my own situation? Before I die, I just...just want to inform...you that my brother will...want...to harm you, You... you are so small... small..." She closed her eyes and fell silent.

Lian Fang, who was dialing 1 on her mobile phone, was shocked: "Uncle Master!" Tears could not stop rolling down.

Han Xue turned her head and looked at her: "Why are you crying? He just fainted, and he is still far from death."

Lian Fang was startled.

Zhang Fengyi frowned and remained silent.

Song Wei?

what is going on?Could it be that this guy knew that his brother would no longer help him, so he was so cruel that he beat someone?