I was robbed by the scumbag Bai Yueguang

Mo Feng just took the photo from Police Officer Liu, "How about that, he slept soundly."

"Don't be an idiot! Don't you want to catch the murderer who hurt Fu Qianxing, Fu Qianxing is safe now, can you figure out what is more important!" Lian Xingzhou has endured him from yesterday to now because he is concerned about his mood. For a long time.

His words were like a slap in the face, which made Mo Feng sober.

Looking at Fu Qianxing in misery, Lian Xingzhou was right, a second of delay would be to let the murderer live again, and the murderer must be caught!For Thousand Stars!

He lightly pushed Fu Qianxing twice, "Qianxing, Qianxing——"

Fu Qianxing snorted, and after a while slowly opened his eyes, the head in sight was pretty and familiar.

"Qianxing, how do you feel?"

Fu Qianxing blinked hard at the familiar voice, and finally regained consciousness. It was Mo Feng, and he finally saw Mo Feng.

"Fu Qianxing, do you think this person is the murderer?" Lian Xingzhou snatched the photo from Mo Feng's hand and forced it between the two of them, almost sticking the photo on Fu Qianxing's face.

Mo Feng frowned and pulled his hand back a little.

Fu Qianxing looked at the man in the photo and trembled uncontrollably. He didn't think he was afraid of this man, but seeing this man reminded him of the death that was so close.

Mo Feng noticed his reaction and hurriedly held his hand, feeling very sore in his heart.

Feeling his warmth, Fu Qianxing's breathing gradually stabilized, "It's him."

A hammer is fixed.

Lian Xingzhou handed the photo to Police Officer Liu, who was very excited, "I'll go back to the station first, and I'll be right back. If you think of anything, you can contact me right away." The piece of paper was placed on the bed and ran away in a hurry.

Fu Qianxing had another point of doubt, "Where did this photo come from?"

Looking back on that photo now, it looks like a pair of lovers embracing each other.

He couldn't help but think of those photos again, he just felt the pain in his stomach, and he broke out in a cold sweat unknowingly.

This question made Lian Xingzhou, who was always quick to speak, purse his lips and glance at Mo Feng.

"What do you see me doing?"

"It was taken by Lin Chenran."

He didn't even hide it from Xing Zhou. Originally, when Lin Chenran gave them the photo, he wanted them to tell Mo Feng, and the other party didn't intend to hide this matter.

As soon as this name came out, it was as if some disgusting thing had been sprayed in this room, and both Fu and Mo's faces turned ugly.

Mo Feng suppressed his anger, and looked at the cold sweat on Fu Qianxing's face, he had no time to get angry, "Qianxing, what's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

[Gan: Those photos are of the original Fu Qianxing, not you, you don’t need to push yourself like this. ]

Gan really couldn't stand Fu Qianxing's self-torture anymore.

But Fu Qianxing couldn't solve another knot in his heart.

How to be perfectly exiled in this world, even if he is a system, he doesn't know what to do.

He couldn't help Fu Qianxing.

Fu Qianxing, who had no choice, could not let Mo Feng like him and be with him with peace of mind.

After all, the two are destined to be a tragedy.

And Fu Qianxing is a very kind person.

Fu Qianxing thought about Lin Chenran's purpose for doing this. He must have said something else, or he wanted to use the photo that looked like a hug, and he understood Lin Chenran's intention in an instant.

With Mo Feng's temper, how could he tolerate it.

After struggling for a second, he planned to follow Lin Chenran's plan to disappoint Mo Feng, "What else did he say?"

Mo Feng wiped the sweat off his face carefully, "Don't worry about what that kind of person says, are you thirsty? Hungry? Do you want to eat something?"

"No, I want to know."

Lian Xingzhou: "What he said may not be pleasant to listen to. You are not in good health now, why don't you listen to it after you recover."

"Tell me, I want to know, I'm fine."

The other two didn't know why Fu Qianxing was so persistent, so Lian Xingzhou had no choice but to cast a questioning look at Mo Feng. Mo Feng knew Fu Qianxing's temper, and if he didn't hear the answer, he probably wouldn't be obedient and take a good rest.

"Okay, tell me, what did he say?"

Even Xingzhou roughly repeated Lin Chenran's words, and Mo Feng's mind was on Fu Qianxing before he even had time to look at the photo, but now that he thinks about it, he seems to be hugging each other.

Fu Qianxing has been observing Mo Feng, and saw that his face gradually darkened.

A thought flashed in his mind, should he add fuel to the flames? He simply admitted that he wanted to have a one-night stand with that person and ended up with this kind of thing. If he said that, Mo Feng would definitely not be able to bear it!

He wanted to speak up several times, wanting to sentence his relationship with Mo Feng to death.

But for some reason, he swallowed his voice after opening his mouth a few times.

"What Qianxing wants to do is his freedom, and no one else needs to interfere."

It was Mo Feng who spoke. Although his face was so ugly that he wanted to kill someone, and his tone was terribly cold, what he said exceeded everyone's expectations.

He looked at Fu Qianxing, with a suppressed cruelty in his smile, while releasing the slightest tenderness and kindness that he could give, "Qianxing, you are free, you belong to yourself."

Fu Qianxing's point of cruelty was beaten to pieces.

Although the shameless Mo Feng was annoying, but Mo Feng who wronged him like this made him feel even more distressed.

He said "hmm" and closed his eyes in a panic.

Mo Feng—has changed.

But he was not happy.

A few days later

Mo Feng received a call from Susan, "Mr. Mo, Xiao Min wants to go to the hospital to see Mr. Fu, look—"

Mo Feng originally planned to refuse, but after thinking about it, Fu Qianxing has been in a low mood for the past few days since he woke up, and the atmosphere between the two of them is also a little delicate. It might make him feel better to come to see him in person.

"Okay, but don't tell him about the company."

Mo Feng told Fu Qianxing the news, and Fu Qianxing was silent for a moment. He vaguely remembered that there were still many people in the hall that night, and they must have seen those photos.

Mo Feng observed his expression, "If you don't want to see me, I'll tell them."

"It's okay, come on."

He couldn't push back what should have come, and he couldn't even disappear because of those photos.

In the evening, Susan and Wen Min appeared in the ward with big bags and small bags. Susan is a wonderful person, good at enlivening the atmosphere, and she avoids the important things in the conversation without any mistakes. In comparison, Wen Min seems clumsy.

Wen Min's eyes were red, "Brother Fu, it hurts."

"Fortunately, it doesn't hurt very much."

Fu Qianxing was used to the pain, although it was a bit more serious this time, it was just that.

Looking at the little girl with golden bumps falling off, Fu Qianxing still remembered that the little girl was very brave the first time she met, and she pulled a tissue to send it over in a daze, "Don't cry, I'm fine. How is it? Did you do overtime by mistake? Hehe—”

Wen Min wiped her tears and was amused by him again, and she felt ashamed to continue crying.

Susan: "Xiaowen is doing very well."

Wen Min, who was praised, was a little shy. She glanced at Susan, and quickly changed the topic, "Brother Fu, don't worry about me, but I never thought that Brother Fu, you reminded me that it's not safe outside recently, and finally let you meet me." arrive."

Fu Qianxing didn't expect it either, no wonder everyone said not to talk to strangers, let alone get in a stranger's car or enter a stranger's house casually, he was really too big this time.

Susan and Wen Min only sat for a while, afraid of disturbing his rest.

When sending the two of them away, Wen Min stopped Mo Feng alone. She was still a little nervous talking to the boss. She took out a stack of things wrapped in kraft paper from her bag, "Boss Mo, this is for you."

Mo Feng looked at the shape and made a rough guess.

"Thank you."

He takes things.

"Mr. Mo, I think Brother Fu is a very gentle person—bye."

She didn't dare to look up at Mo Feng, and she didn't finish her sentence. She also wanted to say that I think Brother Fu might have something to hide, and I hope you can learn more about him.

While complaining that he was useless, he trotted away.

She thinks it's harder than fighting!

Mo Feng put the photo in his coat pocket, and when he went back, he saw Fu Qianxing sighing, "What's wrong?"

"I just feel sorry for the little girl. I went to the company, and I fell down." Fu Qianxing felt like an old father who abandoned his child, very irresponsible.

"Then you needn't worry."

"why?"

"Did you see her watch?"

"Watch again? Look, left hand. Today I'm wearing blue jeans, a beige waistcoat, and red lipstick." Fu Qianxing returned quickly, a little proudly.

Mo Feng was amused by him, "This time I'm not going to talk about that, her watch costs more than 100 million."

Fu Qianxing spit out the grapes that Fu Qianxing had just put into his mouth, and Mo Feng took out a tissue to clean it up, "That's a daughter."

"You investigated her too?"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became awkward and serious.

After Fu Qianxing finished speaking, he regretted it, but his mouth was quicker than his brain. Mo Feng's expression at that moment made him want to put a zipper on his mouth, except when eating, "I, I have no other meaning, Don't think too much about it."

Pale explanation.

Mo Feng threw the tissue into the trash can, "Well, I know."

After turning around, there was a smile on his face, "Don't worry, even if I investigate her, my favorite is Mr. Fu Qianxing Fu, don't be jealous—"

Since waking up, this was the first time that Mo Feng had spoken to himself in such an unreasonable manner.

For a moment, Fu Qianxing forgot to show his usual disgust. Mo Feng sat down beside him, "I'm sorry to investigate your matter."

As soon as he was serious, Fu Qianxing was a little overwhelmed. He lay down under the quilt and said in a muffled voice, "This is not an example."

He controlled his mouth this time and didn't say harsh words, for fear that this fool would blame himself to death.

Mo Feng cheekily stretched out his hand and scratched his Yuan Bao's little ear, "You should punish me, how about a whip? Or drop wax? Binding is also fine."

In the end the conversation ended with a big mouth.