His Dearest Wife

Chapter 22

However, she did not dare to doubt Feng Yu's action. If he found Lu Chen, he would be hurt by his power.

She was already full of guilt. She could not let Feng Yu hurt him even once.

"Well, you can come any way you want. I promise you." Lin Miss humiliating pinch his body has been broken dress, gritting his teeth to endure tears, trembling voice said.

"You're not willing to look like this. I don't like forcing people." Feng Yu swept her coldly, Gao lengdao.

Miss Lin deeply smoked a, pressure mood, close eyes: "yes, I am willing."

Feng Yu suddenly changed his face, full of anger: "are you willing to please me for that man? How dare you say it has nothing to do with him? "Ghost letter?"

Lin Xiangxiang was shocked by his words and shivered for a while. He was very cold.

This just suddenly wake up, she is to jump into the trap he set, the man with black belly.

"No, he is not important to me. He is just a neighbor of mine. We grew up together. He is the only one who is good to me. Feng Yu, please don't go to him, OK? I really have nothing to do with him. " Lin miss the moment, regardless of the cold color on his face, just want to say things clearly.

"He held you?"

“……”

"Kiss you?"

Lin immediately shook his head: "no!"

"To tell you the truth!" Feng Yu roared.

"Kiss the forehead, it's a way to leave, not a kiss between men and women." Lin Xiangxiang is really telling the truth. Two years ago, when Lu Chen went abroad for further study, he kissed her on the forehead for the first time at the airport.

However, she did not dare to recall the scene that day. After Lu Chen kissed her, he said that when he came back, he would marry her.

"You'd better not lie to me!" Feng Yu said coldly.

"No, I didn't lie!" Lin Xiangxiang shakes his head like a drum.

Feng Yu's eyes were fixed on her face for a few seconds. For the first time, she gave it to him. He knew this very well, so he didn't need to ask any more.

Lin is anxiously waiting for his sentence.

"In the past, I don't pursue the relationship. In the future, keep a distance." Feng Yu finally opened his mouth and let Lin feel relieved.

"Don't worry, I haven't seen him for two years, and I won't see him in the future." Miss Lin lightly replied.

Feng Yu sneered: "but in your heart, you haven't forgotten him."

"I'm not a computer. I can delete my memory automatically. I've known him since childhood." The man Lin missed was too much dead, and he was also overbearing.

Feng Yu also knew that it was impossible for her to forget completely.

"Don't go down for such a bad drink. Just wait here. I'll have someone deliver clothes." Feng Yu's eyes warmly looked at her almost all-optical upper body, then gracefully turned around and went out.

Lin thought of the whole person as if he had taken a pull and sat down on the bed.

Scared to death. What's the matter with you? How can Lu Chen be mentioned?

Must be just drunk, alcohol mischief, so that she can not hide the fragile heart, will call his name.

Thinking of this, Miss Lin suddenly feel sad, encountered setbacks before, will find Lu Chen to help resolve.

Now It's all on your own.

Heart tired, body tired, Miss Lin fell on the bed, lifted the quilt to cover his body.

Anyway, Feng Yu didn't want her to go downstairs. She could have a good sleep here.

I don't know how long I slept, but I heard someone push the door open.

She was so sleepy that she couldn't even open her eyelids. She thought that Feng Yu must have asked someone to send her clothes.

Just as she was about to go on sleeping.

She heard a man's voice.

"Have you dealt with all that? Don't leave any trouble behind. " The man's deep and cold voice is especially clear and powerful in the silent room.

"Yes, young master, it's time to shut up. It won't bother you." A voice answered.

"Keep an eye on the police. Don't let them find anything. I don't want to be entangled any more." The man's cold voice continued to ring, accompanied by the sound of clothes falling on the sofa, as well as the sound of the man untiing his watch.

"Young master, I've checked with the police. They just treat it as an accident."

"Good. I'll talk to my grandfather about it after the board meeting. Don't let it out for the time being." The man took off his coat, took off his watch, and came to the bedside cupboard.

Suddenly

The atmosphere of the room is stiff, four eyes are opposite!

"Who are you?" The man yelled angrily.

Lin was sleepy and didn't want to open her eyes, but she woke up after hearing the conversation between the man and his subordinates.So, when the man came to the bedside, she was pulling the quilt, showing two big black eyes.

"Young master, how can there be a woman in the room? I didn't have it arranged. " The subordinates were obviously surprised and explained immediately.

Lin missed his big black eyes and blinked twice.

Then, she saw the man angrily stretched out his big hand and pulled the quilt off her.

"Don't..." Miss Lin is anxious to get back the quilt, but she is still a step late. At last, she can only hold her bare upper body in humiliation and plead: "please give me back the quilt, OK?"

As soon as her voice fell, the man didn't return the quilt mercifully. Instead, he didn't know where to take out a pistol. The black muzzle of the gun was so dangerous on her white forehead: "what did you hear?"

Lin Xiangxiang was so scared that he froze all over and immediately shook his hand: "no, I didn't hear anything. I was sleeping just now."

"Young master, I think she is lying." The subordinate on one side reminds a way.

The man's cold sharp eyes are staring at her face tightly. At last, he is not careful to be attracted by the unobstructed scenery on her chest.

"How much do you hear?" The man asked colder.

Lin miss a small face of misery, had to lower the head, hands continue to protect the chest: "all heard!"

"Young master..." The subordinate's face flashed a fierce light.

Miss Lin raised her head and saw the man pull the switch. Her instinct for survival made her say in a loud voice immediately: "you can't kill me. If you want to kill me, my husband will take revenge on you."

The man's long and narrow cold eyes narrowed: "who is your husband?"

Miss Lin swallowed a mouthful of saliva and had to whisper: "my husband is Feng Yu, Feng Yu, do you know him? The richest man? "

The man had a slight look.

"Young master, she's not Feng Shao's wife. We've all seen Feng Shao's wife. She doesn't look like that." Men's subordinates a smart face to remind the way.