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Feng Shaojin stares at the jewelry box and rolls up Mo Lingwei's sleeve. A white jade bracelet with shining light slides down from Mo Lingwei's slender white wrist.
Feng Shaojin's voice is dull: "I've given Ling Wei the things passed down by her mother. As for the other accessories, they're all my wife's favorite. Please stay by yourself and think about them.
Ling Wei doesn't like to wear these and doesn't want to be the master mother of Feng's family.
In the future, all the internal affairs in this house should be handled by the housekeeper. "
She didn't want to be the mistress of Fengjia, so he wouldn't let her be the mistress of Fengjia.
She just needs to be his wife, do what she wants to do, and be with him.
From the beginning want to marry her, Feng Shaojin is not aimed at whether she will manage the family, whether she will restrain the subordinates, whether she will win the relationship in the upper class circle of Cloud City.
I just want to marry her and spend my life with her.
Feng Muyun was shocked by Feng Shaojin's words, and he almost couldn't say a word: "don't you need a hostess in the future?"
"If the hostess doesn't do it right, it's better not to have one." Feng Shaojin took Mo Lingwei out: "you were determined to marry my mother, didn't you give up because of her weak and sick body?
What you can do, I can do the same. "
It's human nature that everyone wants to follow his heart.
It's just like the elders hope that their parents can comply with their own decisions, also hope that their partners will be with them, and even hope that the younger generation can live their life according to their own wishes.
I wish everything was under my control.
If young people want to get rid of the long-term spiritual control of their elders, and want to completely become an independent person, they must kill their parents spiritually.
This process is very difficult and cruel. He will bear all kinds of criticisms from all directions, but he has to experience it on his way to grow up...
Feng Muyun looks at Feng Shaojin's tall and slender figure, as if he saw himself in his youth.
He slumped down on his chair and looked around the empty hall, only to find that the governor's office had already changed.
When Feng Yichen returns to the main building, he sees Feng Muyun's face full of depression. The palms of his hands are overlapped and fall on the sandalwood crutches. He hangs his eyes and doesn't say a word. It seems that he has been bullied.
Feng Yichen didn't want to pay attention to Feng Muyun, but he had gray hair and couldn't bear it.
There are fewer and fewer relatives in the house. Despite his presence, the old man's health is still getting worse day by day. It is estimated that he will not live for ten or eight years.
He stopped and went to Feng Muyun. Holding Feng Muyun's arm, he patiently said, "don't you lie on the bed and don't go downstairs?
Recently, the weather has changed again. Be careful if you catch a cold, your kneecap will hurt badly. "
Feng Muyun kneaded his knees and stood up tremblingly. He inadvertently glanced at the document in Feng Yichen's hand and asked: "what is this? Show me. "
Say, stretch out a hand to take, but be sealed Yi Chen to raise a hand to hide behind, avoided.
Feng Yichen helped him up the stairs: "you are not in good health. Everything in the house has nothing to do with you. You just need to take care of your health."
What does Feng Muyun want to say? He can see the guard and alienation in Feng Yichen's eyes. He has to shut his mouth and sigh secretly.
After settling down Feng Muyun and going to bed, Feng Yichen goes to his study, carefully combs the documents he Wenhao secretly handed over, and roughly finds out where he Changqing might be hiding...
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Feng Shaojin stares at the jewelry box and rolls up Mo Lingwei's sleeve. A white jade bracelet with shining light slides down from Mo Lingwei's slender white wrist.
Feng Shaojin's voice is dull: "I've given Ling Wei the things passed down by her mother. As for the other accessories, they're all my wife's favorite. Please stay by yourself and think about them.
Ling Wei doesn't like to wear these and doesn't want to be the master mother of Feng's family.
In the future, all the internal affairs in this house should be handled by the housekeeper. "
She didn't want to be the mistress of Fengjia, so he wouldn't let her be the mistress of Fengjia.
She just needs to be his wife, do what she wants to do, and be with him.
From the beginning want to marry her, Feng Shaojin is not aimed at whether she will manage the family, whether she will restrain the subordinates, whether she will win the relationship in the upper class circle of Cloud City.
I just want to marry her and spend my life with her.
Feng Muyun was shocked by Feng Shaojin's words, and he almost couldn't say a word: "don't you need a hostess in the future?"
"If the hostess doesn't do it right, it's better not to have one." Feng Shaojin took Mo Lingwei out: "you were determined to marry my mother, didn't you give up because of her weak and sick body?
What you can do, I can do the same. "
It's human nature that everyone wants to follow his heart.
It's just like the elders hope that their parents can comply with their own decisions, also hope that their partners will be with them, and even hope that the younger generation can live their life according to their own wishes.
I wish everything was under my control.
If young people want to get rid of the long-term spiritual control of their elders, and want to completely become an independent person, they must kill their parents spiritually.
This process is very difficult and cruel. He will bear all kinds of criticisms from all directions, but he has to experience it on his way to grow up...
Feng Muyun looks at Feng Shaojin's tall and slender figure, as if he saw himself in his youth.
He slumped down on his chair and looked around the empty hall, only to find that the governor's office had already changed.
When Feng Yichen returns to the main building, he sees Feng Muyun's face full of depression. The palms of his hands are overlapped and fall on the sandalwood crutches. He hangs his eyes and doesn't say a word. It seems that he has been bullied.
Feng Yichen didn't want to pay attention to Feng Muyun, but he had gray hair and couldn't bear it.
There are fewer and fewer relatives in the house. Despite his presence, the old man's health is still getting worse day by day. It is estimated that he will not live for ten or eight years.
He stopped and went to Feng Muyun. Holding Feng Muyun's arm, he patiently said, "don't you lie on the bed and don't go downstairs?
Recently, the weather has changed again. Be careful if you catch a cold, your kneecap will hurt badly. "
Feng Muyun kneaded his knees and stood up tremblingly. He inadvertently glanced at the document in Feng Yichen's hand and asked: "what is this? Show me. "
Say, stretch out a hand to take, but be sealed Yi Chen to raise a hand to hide behind, avoided.
Feng Yichen helped him up the stairs: "you are not in good health. Everything in the house has nothing to do with you. You just need to take care of your health."
What does Feng Muyun want to say? He can see the guard and alienation in Feng Yichen's eyes. He has to shut his mouth and sigh secretly.
After settling down Feng Muyun and going to bed, Feng Yichen goes to his study, carefully combs the documents he Wenhao secretly handed over, and roughly finds out where he Changqing might be hiding...
he is hiding www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
Feng Shaojin stares at the jewelry box and rolls up Mo Lingwei's sleeve. A white jade bracelet with shining light slides down from Mo Lingwei's slender white wrist. Feng Shaojin's voice is dull: "I've given Ling Wei the things passed down by her mother. As for the other accessories, they're all my wife's favorite. Please stay by yourself and think about them. Ling Wei doesn't like to wear these and doesn't want to be the master mother of Feng's family. In the future, all the internal affairs in this house should be handled by the housekeeper. " She didn't want to be the mistress of Fengjia, so he wouldn't let her be the mistress of Fengjia. She just needs to be his wife, do what she wants to do, and be with him. From the beginning want to marry her, Feng Shaojin is not aimed at whether she will manage the family, whether she will restrain the subordinates, whether she will win the relationship in the upper class circle of Cloud City. I just want to marry her and spend my life with her. Feng Muyun was shocked by Feng Shaojin's words, and he almost couldn't say a word: "don't you need a hostess in the future?" "If the hostess doesn't do it right, it's better not to have one." Feng Shaojin took Mo Lingwei out: "you were determined to marry my mother, didn't you give up because of her weak and sick body? What you can do, I can do the same. " It's human nature that everyone wants to follow his heart. It's just like the elders hope that their parents can comply with their own decisions, also hope that their partners will be with them, and even hope that the younger generation can live their life according to their own wishes. I wish everything was under my control. If young people want to get rid of the long-term spiritual control of their elders, and want to completely become an independent person, they must kill their parents spiritually. This process is very difficult and cruel. He will bear all kinds of criticisms from all directions, but he has to experience it on his way to grow up... Feng Muyun looks at Feng Shaojin's tall and slender figure, as if he saw himself in his youth. He slumped down on his chair and looked around the empty hall, only to find that the governor's office had already changed. When Feng Yichen returns to the main building, he sees Feng Muyun's face full of depression. The palms of his hands are overlapped and fall on the sandalwood crutches. He hangs his eyes and doesn't say a word. It seems that he has been bullied. Feng Yichen didn't want to pay attention to Feng Muyun, but he had gray hair and couldn't bear it. There are fewer and fewer relatives in the house. Despite his presence, the old man's health is still getting worse day by day. It is estimated that he will not live for ten or eight years. He stopped and went to Feng Muyun. Holding Feng Muyun's arm, he patiently said, "don't you lie on the bed and don't go downstairs? Recently, the weather has changed again. Be careful if you catch a cold, your kneecap will hurt badly. " Feng Muyun kneaded his knees and stood up tremblingly. He inadvertently glanced at the document in Feng Yichen's hand and asked: "what is this? Show me. " Say, stretch out a hand to take, but be sealed Yi Chen to raise a hand to hide behind, avoided. Feng Yichen helped him up the stairs: "you are not in good health. Everything in the house has nothing to do with you. You just need to take care of your health." What does Feng Muyun want to say? He can see the guard and alienation in Feng Yichen's eyes. He has to shut his mouth and sigh secretly. After settling down Feng Muyun and going to bed, Feng Yichen goes to his study, carefully combs the documents he Wenhao secretly handed over, and roughly finds out where he Changqing might be hiding... he is hiding www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
