Heart is like a mirror, love is like a city

Chapter 502 President Feng, I Call You Dad

But when he reached the door, he stopped, turned his head, and gave her a deep look, with frightening complexity in his eyes.

Lin Jing didn't dare to meet his eyes, and kept his head down all the time, but his fiery gaze still came from above his head.

She was really afraid of being seen by Feng Mocheng, so she could only curl up in the quilt.

bang!
There was a sound of slamming the door, Feng Mocheng had already left!
Lin Jing breathed a sigh of relief, but his heart couldn't hide the sadness.

How long will I have to pretend to convince Feng Mocheng that she is the old Lin Jing?

Another point, even if Feng Mocheng really believed it, would he let her go?
Whether it will or not, you must first deceive him.

……

The icy cold wind hits the bone.

Feng Mocheng was wearing thin pajamas, standing on the top floor of the villa, watching the white snow in the distance, covering the whole earth, his desolate gaze was frozen by the cold air.

There was an expressionless expression, but there was an unconcealable sadness.

Hai Yan also came to the roof, and was startled when he saw Feng Mocheng standing on the edge.

He was still holding a thick coat in his arms, shivering from the cold, he didn't dare to get too close to Fengmo City, for fear of irritating him, he would jump off.

If you jump from this height, you may not necessarily die, but you will almost be disabled.

But now the most important question seems to be not whether he will fall and be disabled, but that Feng Mocheng will freeze to death if he stays here like this!
Hai Yan let out a sigh of relief in his hand, holding his coat step by step, approaching Fengmo City cautiously, "President Feng, what are you doing standing here?"

Feng Mocheng didn't seem to hear what he said, and was still in a daze.

Hai Yan bravely walked over, stood behind him, separated from him, and said again: "Mr. Feng, can I call you Dad? I beg you, please don't go any further, or you will fall down." of."

After getting close, he realized that Feng Mocheng was actually barefoot.

God, his brain was frozen!
Hai Yan didn't dare to delay any longer, and immediately put his coat on him, "Don't stay here, go back to your room quickly, it's so cold here."

Feng Mocheng closed his eyes, with an indelible wry smile on the corner of his mouth, "Hai Yan, if one day the most important thing around you disappears, what will happen to you?"

Hai Yan frowned, at first he didn't understand, but after thinking about it carefully, he seemed to know what Feng Mocheng was referring to.

Could it be Miss Lin?
He said suspiciously: "President Feng, isn't Ms. Lin back now? What are you still worried about?"

"What if she's not?"

Hai Yan looked blank, "I don't quite understand what you mean, what's going on?" Ms. Lin is back, shouldn't you be happy?Why is it more sad now than when she didn't come back? "

Feng Mocheng looked at the white snow in the distance, and said sadly: "Because Gu Lun said that the only way to save Lin Jing is to take her back to the past, change the past Lin Jing to the present, and take the sick Lin Jing to the present." Dying Lin Jing, stay in the past."

Hai Yan's eyes widened, and immediately he understood what he meant, "I understand, could it be that the Miss Lin who came back now is the old Miss Lin, not the sick Miss Lin?"

Feng Mocheng closed his eyes in pain.

"..."

"My God." Hai Yan didn't know what to say!
(End of this chapter)