my billionaire ex-husband

He couldn't wait, Lin Kewei was like a piece of treasure, I don't know how many men are watching her!

He has to hold on tight, but he can't follow in Feng Chengling's footsteps and lose this treasure!

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Fengjia, a dead silence, like a silent cemetery in the middle of the night.

This dead silence has been maintained for a long time... [

Most of the servants of Feng's family were dismissed, leaving Li Ma and a clever girl.

Under the faint moonlight, Feng Chengling sat on the terrace, looking at the dark night sky.

Li Ma stood at the door, looking at his lonely back, tears welled up in her eyes a few times, and wiped them away in a hurry...

I remember half a month ago

Feng Chengling didn't take medicine, didn't go to the hospital and didn't recover, as if letting his life go with the wind.Every day at six o'clock in the afternoon, he went to the manor in the suburbs to wait, and at dawn, he rushed to the company to deal with some matters.

On the first night when he was discharged from the hospital, he smashed everything that belonged to Shang Xin within his reach.

The sharp weapon cut his palm, but he didn't realize it, and the blood dripped on the floor...

"Ahhhhhhhh" he yelled frantically, wanting to destroy everything in the room, and smashed his fists hard on the wall and the table!

Many servants stepped forward to hold him down, but he pushed away one by one, even overturning the wheelchair!

"Young master, what's wrong with you, young master!" Li Ma shouted exhaustedly!

Feng Chengling didn't seem to hear it, he grabbed his hair forcefully, like a leopard completely losing its mind...

Since Lin Kewei's accident two years ago, Feng Chengling has gradually learned to be calm and calm, and will no longer be agitated and crazy in the face of anything.

But at that time, he seemed to have completely lost his mind, as if he would hit his head against the wall and die at any moment!

Li Ma cried and knelt on the ground on the spot, begging him not to torture herself any more, but Feng Chengling still refused to stop.

He was so miserable, so desperate.

"Young master, you look like this, young mistress has a spirit in heaven, she must be very disappointed in you! Don't give up on yourself, don't give up on yourself!"

As soon as the word young mistress was mentioned, Feng Chengling's body froze suddenly, and then stopped moving.

He seemed to have calmed down and regained his senses, blood was dripping from his hand hanging in the air.