Young Master Feng's Hidden Marriage and Ugly Wife

As if to convince Luo Yunchu even more, Lan Xingyue then sent a photo with Feng Tingyuan's cell phone.

In the photo, Feng Tingyuan's clothes have been taken off, and he is hugging Lan Xingyue on the sofa...

The picture is hot and explosive.

After Luo Yunchu finished reading it, he felt that his whole body was going to collapse.

She managed to convince herself just now, regardless of previous suspicions, and overcome all difficulties to start again with Feng Tingyuan.

Unexpectedly, the man stabbed her as soon as he turned his head.

Still stuck in her heart.

She suddenly felt a splitting headache...

Pressing her temples with both hands, she walked around the room, opened the drawer again, and took out the medicine box. Now she was sick again and urgently needed medicine to control her emotions.

It's a pity that Feng Tingyuan hid the medicine she had taken before, and she searched through boxes and chests, but couldn't find it.

She sat on the cold floor, pale and trembling.

In order not to let the children see her miserable state, she locked the bedroom door behind her.

After searching for a long time, they could only find the medicine that Feng Tingyuan asked the doctor to prescribe later.

This medicine works more slowly...

After she finished eating, her head still hurt for a long time.

It was not until dawn that he lay in bed and fell asleep.

In the morning, Feng Zizhe saw that Luo Yunchu's bedroom door had been locked tightly, and thought Luo Yunchu was sleeping, so he took his two younger sisters to school.

Halfway, when the car was waiting for a red light.

Through the car window, Feng Zizhe saw the little boy from last time again, so he said to the driver, "Uncle Chen, please send your two younger sisters to school first, I have something to do, I will go to school by myself later."

"Row!"

Chen Mo knew Feng Zizhe's ability, so he drove the two little sisters to school after he got off the car.

In front of a convenience store, the owner of the convenience store was grabbing a little boy's hair and scolding him.

"You little bastard, stealing things here again today, let me see if I don't pull out all these hairs of yours."

The little boy's thin and thin body is like a weak chicken in the hands of the strong boss. He can't break free and can only be slaughtered by him.

Feng Zizhe picked up his phone and took a photo, then he shouted loudly, "Let him go!"

"Hey, where did you come from, a wild boy, dare to take care of Lao Tzu's affairs?"

"Uncle, please let go of this kid, or I will call the police!"

"Call the police? Are you threatening me? I'm afraid of you! This little brat stole my things, and I will give him a good lesson."

"You have no right to hit people, the police come, I will tell them you abused children, let him go, I have you on video. Child abuse is going to jail, whether he steals or not, you can't do it He does."

Under Feng Zizhe's threat, the shop owner let go after weighing the pros and cons.

However, afterward, he still cursed,

"You little brat, there are mothers but no mothers to teach. It's really unlucky to meet you. Next time, if you come to me to steal something again, I will break your dog legs."

The little boy had obviously been beaten, his face was bruised and purple, and there was blood at the corner of his mouth. As soon as the boss let go, he bit the boss's arm back, then turned and ran away.

Feng Zizhe chased him up from behind, "Brother, don't run!"

The little boy ignored him at all and ran fast.

When he turned the intersection, he accidentally fell down.

Only then did Feng Zizhe catch up to him, bent down and helped him up from the ground.

"Brother, why are you running? I won't hurt you!"

Feng Zizhe helped the little boy to sit down on the stone pier by the side of the road, took out a tissue from his bag, and wiped the blood from the corner of the little boy's mouth.

"Are you stealing again?"

The little boy was silent.

"I see, you're not a bad kid, you steal to feed the stray dogs, don't you?"

The little boy raised his dark eyes and looked at him.

"If you think those dogs are very pitiful, if you want to feed them, you can't rely on stealing. You have to have money yourself... I have a way to teach you how to make money."

The little boy's eyes lit up when he heard it, and then he opened his mouth to say a word to Feng Zizhe,

"really?"

"Of course, but you have to tell me first, what's your name, where do you live? Where are your parents?"

"I...Xiaoxi! I don't have a mother. Dad...gambles outside and beats me when he loses. He often doesn't come home."

Feng Zizhe patted him on the shoulder very proudly and righteously on his chest,

"Xiaoxi, you can hang out with me from now on! You can't steal anything anymore!"

"okay!"

"go!"

Feng Zizhe took Xiaoxi to a large parking lot behind the park, where hundreds of cars were densely parked.

A white RV is mixed among them, which looks very inconspicuous.

After opening the car door, it was discovered that there was something strange inside.

There is a very comfortable living space inside, with beds and bathrooms, everything you need, just like a room.

On the computer desk, there was a laptop. After Feng Zizhe turned on the computer, he pointed to the red and green pictures on it,

"Help me watch this..."

"what is this?"

"Stock market! I will teach you how to operate in a moment! I tell you to buy, you buy, and if I tell you to sell, you sell..."

The seemingly scruffy little boy has an exceptionally high IQ. After Feng Zizhe gave some advice, he was able to comprehend it very quickly.

"In the future, you can live here, and if you make money, I will give you part of it!"

"If I stay here, will your family see me?"

"No, I bought this RV with my own money, and my grandmother gave me pocket money to invest in stocks... They don't know that I am trading in stocks. This is my secret base, and no outsiders know about it!"

Feng Zizhe then gave Xiaoxi the key to the RV.

"My school is right in front of you. You can see it from here. I have gone to class. There is food in the refrigerator. You can figure it out yourself."

The class bell rang from a distance, Feng Zizhe jumped out of the car with his schoolbag on his back, and ran away like a whirlwind.

Xiaoxi climbed to the top of the caravan and watched Feng Zizhe's figure disappear at the school gate ahead.

"elder brother!"

He murmured.

On this day, Luo Yunchu had been waiting for Feng Tingyuan to come back.

However, from morning till night, Feng Tingyuan hadn't come back yet.

This made Luo Yunchu a little annoyed, even if he really wanted to reconcile with Lan Xingyue, he should come back and make it clear to her.

Now this kind of non-return for no reason, what is this?

At dinner time, several children were eating. Feng Zizhe seemed to have gotten used to the days when his father was not at home. He had dinner with his two younger sisters, and he didn't question Feng Tingyuan's not coming back.

Only Crystal felt something was wrong. After observing Luo Yunchu's expression, she asked, "Mom, why didn't Dad come back?"

Luo Yunchu remained silent, not knowing how to respond.

Yuyao said, "Call Dad and you'll find out!"

"Yes, Mom, why don't you call Dad and ask?" Crystal said.

When Luo Yunchu picked up the phone, she suddenly felt that the phone weighed a thousand catties, and she didn't dare to type it for a while.

She was afraid that it would be Lan Xingyue who answered the phone again, and then she would be ridiculed by Lan Xingyue again...

Feng Zizhe saw Luo Yunchu's embarrassment, so he took the initiative to pick up his mobile phone, "Let me make a call!"