Married by Ivan Vane, the bride who was snatched

Chapter 337 Give Me a Son (4)

Mi Yao went out, Feng Yueming stood outside, Su Fu and Wang Cuiqin stood on the other side, they didn't speak to each other, the air was so suppressed that it was strange.

The Su family has been firmly following him these years. Now that Su Zhishui is in prison, the relationship between them has cracked. Zhou Jin did not come today. I wonder if there will be any subtle changes in the relationship between Zhou Jin and him. .

"Are you ready?" At this moment, Feng Yueming's eyes swept over.

"kindness."

"Then let's go back." Feng Yueming stretched out her big palm.

Mi Yao handed over his little hand, his palm was wide and warm, he held her firmly, and pressed her cold skin with his own body temperature, Mi Yao followed behind him.

The two returned to the luxury business car, and Mi Yao saw the man beside him, "Feng Shuai, is it worth it for me?"

Feng Yueming's deep narrow eyes stretched as far as the eye can see, no one knew what he was thinking, he curled the corner of his lips indifferently, "Why, do you love me?"

Mi Yao smiled, her clear eyes were like twinkling stars under the neon lights outside the window, "Why do you feel so sorry for you, let my father die with regret?"

Feng Yueming pursed his thin lips, then stretched out his long arms to clasp her slender waist and hugged her, he put his resolute chin on her lustrous shoulders and rubbed, "If that's the case, then Do not ask."

He closed his eyes.

"Oh." Mi Yao responded, and she looked sideways out of the window.

……

Feng Yueming took Mi Yao away, Wang Cuiqin wanted to catch up, but Su Fu held her down, "Don't chase after her, it will only make Feng Yueming more disgusted."

"He hates it? Our Su family is kind to him. If it weren't for me, he would have starved to death when he was a child. Now he shuts Zhishui in my family for a little bitch. Why isn't he afraid of us..."

"Afraid of what?" Su Fu asked suddenly.

Wang Cuiqin froze.

"Remember, Feng Yueming is now a young commander. Who is he afraid of? Instead, it is our Su family. He cares about how good we are, but he is nostalgic. If we abandon us, there is nothing we can do. Now we rely on him. right."

When Su Fu said this, his face was very cold, and he frowned, not sure if it was because he disliked Wang Cuiqin as a shrew, or because Wang Cuiqin scolded Mi Yao for being a bitch.

Wang Cuiqin saw her husband's dislike. Although she was married off by the eldest daughter of the Wang family, she now had to rely on this man, and his charm had grown stronger and stronger in the past two years.

"Then...then what should we do? We can't let Zhishui stay here forever. The key is that if this continues, Feng Yueming will kick us away sooner or later. His whole heart is now on Mi Yao is here."

Su Fu hooked the corners of his lips and said, "What's the hurry, don't we still have Zhou Jin?"

Mentioning Zhou Jin, Wang Cuiqin was a little relieved, "It seems that Zhou Jin is much more reassuring than Feng Yueming."

Su Fu sneered secretly, what do you know, there is a Li family beside Zhou Jin.

"Okay, let's go back."

"I'm worried about Zhishui, let's go see Zhishui again."

Su Fu looked at his watch, "I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first, you can go and see Zhishui."

Wang Cuiqin was very dissatisfied. She felt that although Su Fu had become more attractive in the past two years, he had also become a lot colder. He seemed not to care about Zhishui anymore.

Although the way he taught Zhishui to self-harm is very effective, it is also very cruel. Think about how many fathers would teach their daughters like this?

"Su Fu, where are you going back tonight?"

"company."

"Why did you go back to the company again? You haven't been home for two years."

Su Fu was not interested in discussing this issue. He coughed and said in a low voice, "I haven't been in good health for the past two years, and I've been recuperating for fear of infecting you and Zhishui, so it's convenient for me to live in the company, so I'll leave first."

Su Fu turned and left.

Wang Cuiqin looked at his resolute back, and couldn't say a word. The husband didn't come home for two years, most likely because he had a small house outside. She also sent private detectives to investigate, but the ending was very unexpected. Su Fu's private life It's quite clean, he really sleeps in a company, and the secretaries around him are all men.

If it wasn't for this, she would have made a fuss long ago.

Wang Cuiqin sighed and went back to accompany Su Zhishui.

……

On the street, Su Fu was driving a luxury car. He glanced at himself through the rearview mirror, his middle-aged face, and then he stretched out his hand and tore off the human skin mask, revealing a sharp-edged face. Young and handsome.

Sliding down the car window, he put one hand on the door frame and pressed the steering wheel with one hand. The evening wind blew his hair, and the landscape of luxury cars and handsome men immediately attracted all the way's attention.

Ten minutes later, the luxury car stopped outside Lanzhuju, and he looked up at the dizzy yellow lights in Lanzhuju, which made him feel very warm.

There must be... Mi Yao.

He slowly raised the corners of his lips, this woman...will belong to him sooner or later, this woman originally belonged to him, but was snatched away by Feng Yueming.

But, never mind, he'll grab it back soon!
……

The next morning.

Mi Yao felt the tip of her nose itching, she slowly opened her sleepy eyes, and saw Feng Yueming sitting beside the bed scraping Xiuqiong's little nose with a piece of grass.

She immediately pouted her moist red lips, and continued to sleep on her side, "Stop making trouble, it's only...it's not even six o'clock..."

She stole a glance at the clock on the bedstand.

"Little lazy cat, it's time to get up." Feng Yueming stretched out her healthy arms to pick her up in her arms, and then started to unbutton her pajamas.

"What are you doing?" Most of Mi Yao's sleepiness disappeared, she was frightened, she looked at this man in horror, he won't wake up early in the morning, right?

Feng Yueming looked at her softly and dotingly, rubbed her silky hair, "Are you awake?"

"En." Mi Yao nodded warily.

Feng Yueming withdrew her hand. He was trying to scare her and not let her sleep. "Hurry up and wash and change clothes, we have to go out."

"Where to go?"

"Imperial Mausoleum."

Imperial Mausoleum?

Hmm... the mausoleum of the Huangfu clan?

"I don't want to go!" Mi Yao wanted to crawl back to sleep.

"It seems that you still want me to change your clothes with my own hands." Feng Yueming stretched out her hand as she spoke.

"No! I'll go, I'll go!" Mi Yao jumped out of his embrace, and then ran to the bathroom.

She squeezed a bit of toothpaste, and then began to brush her teeth, "Feng Shuai, why are you going to the imperial tomb? Whose death day is it today?"

Feng Yueming was leaning lazily on the door frame, and he used his rough thumb to help her wipe off a little bit of foam on her small chin, and then said softly, "Well, it's my father's death day."

Mi Yao froze, she turned her head to look at the man, and directly bumped into the deep and calm narrow eyes of the man.

……

Mi Yao walked out of Lan Zhuju and walked onto the lawn, only to see two luxury cars parked on the lawn, the first one belonged to her and Feng Yueming, the second one was for Ou Baidie and Ruo Ling.

(End of this chapter)