wedding honey

Chapter 228 I don't want it! !

Fu An blushed, looked at his young master for a long time, and then said: "I... will go on a blind date tomorrow."

The young master must have taken a fancy to him, right?

Leng Yifeng looked at Fu An blushing, this was the first time.

"It means there is no one now?" Leng Yifeng asked.

Fu An nodded confusedly.Does the young master still plan to develop with him?
He hesitated for a moment, then added: "I have an ex-girlfriend."

In this way, the young master should know that his orientation is normal, right?
"You live alone now?" Leng Yifeng leaned on the sofa and asked with a tired expression.

Fu An nodded.

Could it be that the young master suspects that he likes him...

Leng Yifeng looked at Fu An who was thinking wildly, got up, patted Fu An on the shoulder and said, "Is the bed at home big enough?"

"Ah?" Fu An looked at Leng Yifeng who was limping towards the door, and quickly chased after him.

Is the young master planning to share the bed with him?
"Master, my bed is not big..." Fu An said to her.

Leng Yifeng threw the car keys to Fu An, got into the co-pilot, glanced at him, and said, "Then sleep on the sofa. If you can't, you sleep on the floor."

"..." Well, he did think too much.

think too much!

The young master just hates the disturbance of Leng's family and wants to find a place to avoid it...

Leng Yifeng sat in the co-pilot, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

Fu An took a careful look, following the young master for so many years, he rarely saw the young master so tired.

After finally closing his eyes and resting his mind for a while, the phone rang again.

Leng Yifeng took out his phone and wanted to hang up, but when he saw the caller ID, he stopped.

"Xiaoye, what's wrong?" Leng Yifeng softened his voice.

I don't know what Lan Shaoye said on the other end of the phone, but I heard Leng Yifeng looking back at Fu An and saying, "Turn around and go back to Leng Zhai."

"But young master, it's so late and you still hurt your foot, why don't you rest first..."

"Secretary Fu." Leng Yifeng looked at Fu An with cold eyes: "IT supervisor Li Jingming has been dismissed, do you want to change your working environment?"

"..." Fu An still drove the car back to Leng's house. The salary of the IT director was not as high as that of Mr. Leng's secretary.

At the entrance of Leng Zhai, Lan Shaoye sat on the ladder at the entrance, wearing a thin coat.The big black eyes looked extraordinarily ethereal under the cover of night.

Seeing Leng Yifeng's car returning to Leng's house again, a rare look of excitement appeared on his face.

Happily running towards Leng Yifeng's car.

Leng Yifeng frowned, looked at Fu An: "Take off your clothes."

Fu An's eyes lit up: "Master, this...isn't it good..."

Leng Yifeng turned around and saw Fu An's bright little eyes.So he gave him a look of contempt, then took off his coat, got out of the car, and wrapped Lan Shaoye around.

"Why don't you go inside and wait?"

It was already late autumn, and every night, the air was bitingly cold.I don't know how long the child waited at the door, and the hands holding him were cold.

Lan Shaoye shook his head and said, "I want to see my mother early. Uncle promised me yesterday, I thought you would never forget."

"Sorry……"

"Uncle, what's wrong with your foot?" Lan Shaoye noticed the injury on Leng Yifeng's foot, and frowned slightly.

Leng Yifeng shook his head, led Lan Shaoye into the car, looked at Fu An and said, "Go to Leng Xiyuan."

In Lengxiyuan.Begonias are in full bloom, which is the season when begonias bloom, and the Xiyuan is full of begonias.Her flowering period is very long, like a red color born from blood devouring, covering the entire Xiyuan.It was like wearing a gorgeous dress for Xiyuan.But there is a kind of messy beauty.

This Haitang is Leng Chan's biological mother, Hanna.Her favorite flower, Leng Zheng once planted the whole yard for Hannah.

Leng Zheng doesn't love Hannah, and she's pitiful for that.But for her, Leng Zheng did everything to make her happy. Leng Zheng lied to her feelings, but she lied to her all her life, so at least when she died, Hannah mistakenly thought that Leng Zheng was right for her. She is sincere, and for this, she is probably happy!
These bunches of begonias are dazzlingly gorgeous.

Leng Yifeng asked Fu An to hug Lan Shaoye and come to the door together.

But he reached out his hand to stop Lan Shaoye from entering the door.

He looked at Dr. Neil at the door: "How is Miss?"

Neil said: "The situation has stabilized a lot, but the communication with her needs to be gradual, starting with what she is interested in. Occasionally, there will still be hurtful situations."

Leng Yifeng nodded and looked at Neil: "Open the door."

Neil gently opened the locked door.Leng Yifeng closed the door, shutting Lan Shaoye and Fu An out.

It was late autumn, but Leng Chan was only wearing a somewhat transparent white shirt.Under the wide shirt, she looked so thin that it could be blown down by a gust of wind.

Leng Yifeng took the shawl at the side and put it on Leng Chan's shoulders.

She sat by the window, the window burned the iron grille, and the wind passed through the grille, blowing her messy hair.

She was holding a paintbrush in her hand, and there was an easel beside her. On the canvas on the easel, clusters of begonias were so beautiful that it made one's heart palpitate.

It seemed like a long time before she looked back at Leng Yifeng: "Brother, are you here?"

Leng Yifeng frowned, looking at the painting: "The painted begonia?"

A faint smile curled up on the corner of her lips, and she said, "Well, the begonias are all blooming...Look, isn't it beautiful?"

Leng Yifeng nodded.

Leng Chan smiled and said: "I was afraid that the flowers would fall asleep late at night, so I burned high candles to illuminate the red makeup. Brother, tell me, why no one appreciates the begonias blooming so beautifully? How can you bear to let her live alone in this twilight place?" in the darkness?"

After she finished speaking, she turned around suddenly, grabbed Leng Yifeng's sleeves with both hands, her ethereal eyes were full of sadness, and begged him pitifully: "Brother, can you let me out? I don't want to be Haitang, I don't want... I Please, let me go out, let me go out and have a look at Li Chuan, let me see him, okay? I just need to take a look at him personally, will you promise me? Okay..."

Leng Yifeng took a breath of cold air and stroked her cold hand.After a long silence, he turned his head to look in the direction of the door and said, "Xiao Ye came to see you."

"I don't want it!!" Leng Chan suddenly went crazy and knocked down the easel behind her. She got up and looked at Leng Yifeng out of control and said, "I don't want Ono, I don't want me, I don't want anything, I just want Li Chuan !!Brother, Ono is Li Chuan's child, his child! Why doesn't he recognize it? Why?!"

Leng Yifeng frowned, stretched out his hand, wanting to step forward to help Leng Chan.

But she turned around and picked up the paintbrush and paint behind her, and threw them all on Leng Yifeng's face, body, everywhere...

"Lie to me, you are all lying to me!! Li Chuan won't want Ono, he won't want me..."

As soon as Leng Chan fell down and sat on the ground, her emotions were completely out of control. Leng Yifeng put on a face and just looked at the woman sitting on the ground quietly. After a long time, she called Neil in a deep voice.

Neil brought two medical staff and forcibly gave Leng Chan a tranquilizer.The last sentence she yelled at the top of her voice was: "It's all Ye Chenmeng, she stole Li Chuan, I want to kill her, I must kill her!!"

Leng Chan's voice gradually softened until finally, she fell asleep completely...

There was too much movement in the house, it was impossible for Lan Shaoye outside the door to ignore it.

Leng Yifeng pushed open the door again.

Lan Shaoye stood beside Fu An, so quiet, if it wasn't for those big black eyes staring intently at Leng Yifeng, he probably wouldn't have noticed his existence.

Leng Chan yelled so loudly, she said so heartbreakingly, she doesn't want Xiao Ye...

Even though he was just a child, such a voice was like a sharp knife, how could it not hurt Lan Shaoye's heart...

Leng Yifeng knelt down, looked at Lan Shaoye with fiery eyes and said, "Xiaoye, mom didn't want you, mom was just sick, so..."

"Can I go in and see her?" Lan Shaoye interrupted Leng Yifeng's explanation and comfort, and he just looked at him fixedly and asked.

Leng Chan took a sedative and fell asleep.

The whole house was messed up like a world war had just happened.Leng Chan just slept peacefully on the head of the bed, her restless face was still stained with oil paint.

Lan Shaoye just looked at Leng Chan expressionlessly for a long time before he suddenly turned his head to look at Leng Yifeng and asked cautiously, "Uncle, Mom will be fine, right?"

Leng Yifeng was silent.

After a long time, he patted Lan Shaoye's head and said, "Yes, it will be fine."

With these words, he didn't know whether he was comforting Lan Shaoye or convincing himself.

In the end, when Leng Yifeng sent Lan Shaoye back to Leng's house again, it was already early morning.In the end, he let Fu An live together in the cold house.

He took out his mobile phone to check tomorrow's schedule, but found that the mobile phone was turned off at some point.

As cautious as he is, such a situation rarely occurs.

After turning on the phone, two incoming call reminders and a text message popped up.

His personal mobile phone, which few people would call.

The caller was Ye Chenmeng, and it was around nine o'clock in the evening.It is estimated that I did not get through after calling twice, so I finally sent a text message.

She asked about his injuries, and he knew it was because of guilt.

Picking up the phone to call her back, but found that it was already late at night.She was probably asleep.

So I opened the text message and wanted to edit a few sentences and send it to her.But when the mobile phone is in my hand, I don't know how to start it...

After staring at the phone for a long time, he still simply sent three words: "I'm fine."

After sending the text message, Leng Yifeng threw the phone aside and rubbed his throbbing temples, as if his bones had been taken away by someone, his whole body was weak.

In the mirror on the opposite side, I saw my own face, which was still covered with oil paint, a little embarrassed, but also with an inexplicable sense of joy.

He frowned, got up, and was about to go to the bathroom to wash up, but he didn't expect that the phone would suddenly ring at this time.

He turned around in astonishment, and looked at the caller ID, which actually showed the two big characters 'Chenchen'...

(End of this chapter)