Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

"Yes." The servant nodded and went to do it.

Mrs. Feng stood at the door for a while before turning around and going upstairs.

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Outside the window, icy rain kept falling.

The strong wind blows the heavy curtains.

No lights were turned on in the bedroom, it was dark and dark, which made people feel extremely uncomfortable.

On the table, there is a lot of food——

Some were delivered last night, some were delivered this morning... none of them moved.

Feng Liye was sitting in a wheelchair with a very calm expression, as calm as a static statue.

His face was pale and bloodless, his cheeks were thin, and he looked very sick, like a patient who had been lying in bed for more than a year.

Seeing this situation, Mrs. Feng's heart tightened suddenly, and her eyes immediately turned red.

Hearing footsteps, Feng Liye turned his head, his voice was dry and hoarse, "Mom, why are you here?"

"I'm here, I have good news for you." Mrs. Feng stretched out her hand to wipe away the moisture from her eyes, and said with a smile.

Thinking that she was going to bring up the surgery again, Feng Liye frowned, his face turned cold, "I said, don't spend any more energy on my legs, I won't have surgery."

"It's not about surgery." Mrs. Feng walked in and looked at her son with a smile.

It's not about surgery?

Feng Liye's brows became tighter and tighter, his eyes suspicious——

Ever since she learned that Feng Liye was unwilling to undergo surgery, Mrs. Feng came to visit with the frequency of three meals a day and midnight snacks, trying to persuade Feng Liye to undergo surgery.

It's a pity that every time I fail, I am constantly disappointed, disappointed, and disappointed again.

After all, Mrs. Feng almost knelt down and begged her son, but Feng Liye still refused to have the operation no matter what!

Because of this, Mrs. Feng begged "that person" and asked "that person" to hand over the children of Shangguan Zhixing and Shangguan Rui to her as a bargaining chip in exchange with Sikong Lingge——

From the current point of view, the situation is very good.

Every step is presented one by one according to her estimated direction.

It seems that she made the right first step.

The next step is to let his son know about the wedding, and then fabricate a reason to tell his son that Sikong Lingge personally agreed——

"You must not guess what I brought here." Mrs. Feng turned around and glanced at the servant.

The servant presented a carefully carved wooden box.

Madam Feng took it and handed it to Feng Liye.

Feng Liye frowned in doubt, but didn't reach out to pick it up, "This is...?"

Mrs. Feng firmly stuffed it into her hand: "Open it and see if you like it."

"..."

Feng Liye opened the box and saw a small red book lying inside.

"Pick it up and have a look." Mrs. Feng urged, her eyes sparkling with something bright.

What the hell is she doing?

Feng Liye frowned deeper and deeper, hesitated for a while, picked up the small red book, and opened it——

In the next second, Feng Liye's body was shaken violently, and he looked at the red book in astonishment, unable to regain his composure——

What was in the box was actually a marriage certificate signed by Ling Ge!

"How is it? Do you like it?" Mrs. Feng's concerned voice rang in her ears.

"Ah? Mom, what did you just say?" Feng Liye came back to his senses, his expression a little excited.