The Seventh Bride of President

Mrs. Feng is good at dancing. She can hold all kinds of banquets. How ever did she lose face?

Not only was mo Lingwei refuted the marriage in public, but also was humiliated in public and in secret. She said that she was a high-ranking Mohist.

Feng Shaojin, like a follower, chases after Mo Lingwei and doesn't even look at he Jingshu. He's two sisters can't hang up.

Mrs. Feng was angry and frustrated.

After listening to Mrs. Feng's words, Mo Lingwei's face was slightly heavy, and her tone was cold: "Feng Shao, please respect yourself. What's the point of pulling and talking? You're a big man, regardless of your reputation, but I'm still a lady in the boudoir, and I want to get married. "

See feng Shaojin still refused to let go, Mo Lingwei forced to throw, trying to throw him away.

Feng Shaojin's hand is like a pair of iron tongs, which firmly shackles her.

He didn't pay attention to Mrs. Feng at all. He just stared at Mo Lingwei and said in a low voice, "listen to me, it's not what you think."

Mo Ling Wei turns her face to one side, "if Feng Shao doesn't let go, it's too much."

In full view of the public, Mrs. Feng couldn't help it. She stretched out her hand to break Feng Shaojin's finger. "You can't be rude if you release it quickly."

Seeing Feng Yichen coming down the stairs, he quickly said, "Yichen, Miss Mo has something to leave. You go to see her off."

As expected, the scene is going to be very noisy. Feng Yichen also helps to get out of the siege: "brother, what are you doing? Let Ling Wei go soon. I'll send her back to wenjingyuan. You'll come back later.

Miss he's still here. Do you want to embarrass your father as you did last time? "

Say, seal Yi Chen elbow fiercely hit next seal less Jin arm of Ma acupoint, force seal less Jin had to loosen the Mo Lingwei.

Mo Lingwei takes the opportunity to break free from Feng Shaojin and goes out quickly.

Feng Yichen rushed to catch up with him and said, "Miss Mo, I'll give you a ride!"

Watching them leave in a carriage, Mrs. Feng drags Feng Shaojin to death for fear that he will run with them. "Miss he seldom comes here. Go to accompany others."

Feng Shaojin, like a wooden stake, sticks in the same place and remains still.

His face was gloomy and terrible, but the bottom of his eyes seemed to be on fire. His anger was rushing in his chest, and his forehead was beating suddenly.

He spent almost all his reason and strength to prevent the scene from getting out of hand.

Feng Shaojin's broad palm was on the back of Mrs. Feng's hand, and he bit by bit pulled Mrs. Feng's hand off: "I have something else to do. It's enough to have a wife here."

He snorted, turned and walked out.

Mrs. Feng:....

Mrs. Feng stamped her foot and was about to chase her out, but Gu Wei rushed to her house: "young master, it's not good. There was an explosion near Pingxin bridge. At this time, people were looking up and down..."

"Pingxin bridge?" Feng Shaojin looked to the East and saw that the thick smoke had already rushed into the air, as if she had splashed a bottle of thick ink in the blue sky.

Feng Shaojin murmured: "it's the only way for Lingwei to return to the garden."

He jerked open the door and was about to sit in, but Mrs. Feng stood in front of him: "Shaojin, do you know what it means for you to leave? I don't care. Where do you put miss he and where do you put your father?

Do you have a clear idea? "

Gu Wei:....

Gu Wei is very anxious, but he doesn't know how to persuade him. If he wants to pull Mrs. Feng away, it's not easy to go forward, so he has to be anxious.

Feng Shaojin simply abandons the car, grabs Gu Wei's rein, turns over and gets on the horse. Without waiting for Mrs. Feng's reaction, the horse flies out like a sharp arrow