The Seventh Bride of President

Mo Lingwei lowered her head and chewed the rice grain silently. "My brother is not a man who is willing to be manipulated. This matter should not be as rumored."

Feng Shaojin comforted: "do you want me to accompany you back to Jincheng?"

Mo Lingwei shook her head: "no, my brother doesn't tell me about it. There's a reason for him. When my sister-in-law comes in, she may fall in love with her. Even if her sister-in-law looks ugly, it doesn't matter. My brother is not superficial and doesn't care too much about women's appearance."

Feng Yichen laughs: "in this world, which has the man not to care about the woman's skin appearance?"

Mo Lingwei said: "appearance is the icing on the cake, good skin is better of course, bad skin, it is not impossible to live."

Feng Yichen smiles more and more fiercely, and looks at Mo Lingwei with a wink: "my second brother fell in love with you at first sight. Goodbye. How dare you say it's not because of your appearance?"

Mo Lingwei "..."

Mo Lingwei raises her hand to touch her cheek and turns her eyes to Feng Shaojin.

Feng Shaojin stares at Feng Yichen fiercely. She wants to cover Feng Yichen's mouth and look at Mo Lingwei sincerely: "even if you are disfigured, I will still treat you as before."

Mo Lingwei's face is indifferent: "you just follow your heart. You don't have to tell me that."

Feng Yi Chen hears speech, surprised picked pick eyebrow.

It's rare for a woman to be so sensible. No wonder the second elder brother is so fond of her.

After a meal, Feng Shaojin takes Mo Lingwei to the backyard to eat and see the flowers and plants planted in the backyard.

Feng Shaoqing stood in the study, looking through the window at the figures of the two people in the backyard. The dark tide was surging at the bottom of his eyes, and the pain of nowhere to vent in his chest was overwhelming, which was about to submerge him.

His vision moves from Mo Lingwei to Feng Shaojin.

Feng Shaojin used to be cold and arrogant. Only in front of his brother would he talk more. How ever did he laugh like today? However, Feng Shaojin's eyes fell on Mo Lingwei. The ice on his face was like melted spring water, and his eyes were full of overflowing tenderness and warm brilliance.

Feng Yichen goes over and doesn't know what he said to Feng Shaojin. Feng Shaojin stands up and whispers a few words to Mo Lingwei, then turns around and leaves in a hurry.

Mo Lingwei stood up and went to Guanlan hospital.

Feng Shaoqing took down the curtain and went out of the study door.

Just go downstairs, then with the Mo Ling Wei that enters a room to bump into.

Feng Shaoqing gave a warm smile and asked, "where's Shaojin? Where have you been? "

"There are some urgent business matters for him to deal with, so he left." Mo Ling Wei raised her eyes and looked upstairs: "he asked me to go to the study to read books, waiting for him to come back."

Feng Shaoqing pointed upstairs: "I'll take you to the study."

"Thank you." Mo Lingwei nodded, followed Feng Shaoqing, and suddenly said: "brother, compared with Yichen, you are more like Shaojin, but the temperament of your three brothers is not the same at all."

That "big brother" called to Feng Shaoqing's heart.

Entering the study, Feng Shaoqing took several books from the bookshelf and handed them to Mo Lingwei: "these books are good."

Mo Lingwei took it, spread the book on the chair, "big brother has seen these books?"

Feng Shaoqing sat down in front of her, "the point of view inside is very good, which Shaojin has always respected."

Mo Lingwei pointed to the handwriting on the page: "it's also something my brother has always respected."

When they chatted, they found that their views were so similar. It's not too much to describe them as like-minded. There was a feeling that there were only a thousand cups of wine for a bosom friend