The Seventh Bride of President

"It's better to tell the truth than ten hundred lies for one lie. It's his business whether he believes me or not." Mo Lingwei knows too much about herself and Feng Shaojin.

She is not good at lying. It's better not to lie at the beginning than to be torn down because of the wrong preface!

As for Feng Shaojin, compared with Mo Lingwei at this time, he will believe what Feng Yichen said.

Feng Yi Chen second understood Mo Ling Wei's meaning: "you are not afraid that my elder brother believed you?"

"That's my destiny." Mo Lingwei leaned on the head of the bed and said, "he won't believe me."

After a pause, he said, "after I leave, he can also accept the fact that you fabricated a lie to deceive him as soon as possible."

Feng Yichen:....

Feng Shaojin takes the boiled Decoction upstairs. Feng Yichen can no longer face Feng Shaojin, so he wants to go back to the governor's office.

Feng Shaojin let him leave, told him to come tomorrow morning.

Feng Shaojin looks at Mo Lingwei and wants to feed her: "drink some medicine. It won't hurt after drinking it."

Mo Lingwei took the bowl from him and drank it up.

She lay back in the bedding, "Feng Shaojin, you go, I don't want to see you."

Feng Shaojin was silent. "I'm in the guest room next door. If you have anything to do in the evening, just call me."

After waiting for half a sound, see Mo Lingwei didn't pay attention to him, had to carry medicine bowl out.

The next day, Mo Lingwei went downstairs holding the armrest. Her mind was still a little faint, and she was black in front of her eyes. She closed her eyes and stood in the same place for a while...

the slender waist was held by someone, and the cool smell wrapped her up. Feng Shaojin's deep voice rang in her ear, "be careful, go downstairs later and let the servant help you."

Mo Lingwei:...

without waiting for her reaction, her feet soared and she was carried downstairs by Feng Shaojin.

To the restaurant, Mo Lingwei let the servant give her a cup of brown sugar water, and eat some breakfast, that kind of weak feeling is better.

After eating, Mo Lingwei went to the backyard as usual.

Want to pick a few flowers to keep in the bottle, Feng Shaojin do not let her fold: "these things to the servant to do."

Go to the cobblestone paved path, and was opened by Feng Shaojin: "this is not smooth, in case of falling will knock."

Most importantly, it will hurt the baby in the stomach.

After so many times, Mo Lingwei couldn't bear it: "Feng Shaojin, what's wrong with your mind? Neither this nor that. What do you want to do?

Aren't you very busy? Why haven't you left yet? "

I usually come here at night and leave in a hurry in the early morning. It's a good time today. I'm still pestering here and it's boring.

Feng Shaojin was scolded and didn't say a word.

Mo Lingwei: ---

Mo Lingwei shakes her sleeve and walks to the stream.

There is a delicate arch bridge over there. Mo Lingwei just stepped on it and was held by Feng Shaojin: "it's not smooth here. We'd better go back."

Mo Lingwei:...

Mo Lingwei ignored him.

Feng Shaojin sighed and said tentatively, "I'm afraid you've moved the foetus."

Mo Lingwei: "I'm not pregnant, Feng Shaojin."

Feng Shaojin certainly didn't believe it.

"I vomited last night. It was just gastrointestinal discomfort." Mo Lingwei said, "you don't have to be so nervous."

Feng Shaojin did not argue with her, "let's go back to the room."

Mo Lingwei:...

Mo Lingwei went back obediently: "Feng Shaojin, don't say I'm not pregnant. Even if I'm pregnant, I'd rather die with my child than give birth to her.

I don't want him to live with shame and abuse all his life! "