Feng Xiuqin grabbed Sheng Feichen's hand and used her hard work, Sheng Feichen was in pain, and the strength in her hand was subconsciously loosened.

Feng Lin escaped, but her legs were already weak, and she stumbled and fell to the ground after just two steps.

With tears of fear in her eyes, she looked at him without blinking, and explained bitterly: "Brother Chen, I really don't, you believe me, okay?"

Sheng Feichen looked at the blood marks on the back of his hand that were scratched by Feng Xiuqin, and a look of displeasure flashed in his eyes.

He turned his head and stretched out his hand unceremoniously towards Feng Lin, "Give me the bank card." ”

Feng Xiuqin's pupils shrank suddenly, and she rushed forward and stopped in a loud voice: "Linlin can't give it to him! That's our only way to live!"

Feng Lin trembled her eyes, looked at Feng Xiuqin, and then at Sheng Feichen, and slowly got up from the ground.

She opened the drawer, took out the bank card from under the drawer, and put it in Sheng Feichen's hand tremblingly.

"Brother Chen, you believe me, I definitely didn't betray you. Whatever you want, I will give it to you, and I will give you all the bank cards for you. ”

Her words full of true affection did not soften Sheng Feichen's face by half a point.

He snatched the bank card without pity, tossed it in his hand, and threw down the sentence "It's quite interesting." Then he turned around and opened the door and left.

Feng Xiuqin watched him leave, so she dared to move.

She ran up and grabbed Feng Lin is beating and beating.

"Are you having a bad brain? How can you give him the bank card? Do you know that bank card is the money we used to sell Han Han! If he runs away with the bank card, what kind of life will we have in the future! Feng Lin, are you crazy!"

Feng Lin listened to her roaring scolding, and her body began to tremble again.

She sobbed quietly, tears streaming down her face.

"Mom, you have to believe Brother Chen, Brother Chen will not leave us alone. ”

Feng Xiuqin saw that she was still obsessed, and she was even more angry.

"Feng Lin, you really have a bad brain, he did it to you, you still dare to believe him!

Feng Lin's tears flowed even more urgently, "Mom, then what can I do, I love him!"

Feng Xiuqin looked at her like tears in her eyes, and the strength on her body was unloaded in vain.

She sat down next to Feng Lin and hugged her head with remorse.

"It's my brain that's broken, I shouldn't have listened to you in the first place, I shouldn't have sold Hanhan, otherwise there wouldn't have been so many things. I also cook for him, clean him, do his laundry, and serve him like an old mother!

The more Feng Xiuqin thought about it, the more angry she became, and she rushed directly to the table and overturned the table.

The food crackled and fell, and the ground was a mess that I couldn't read.

She sniffed tremblingly, turned around and went back to her room, slamming the door to the ground.

Feng Lin shrank alone on the corner of the sofa, looking at the stains of food all over the floor with teary eyes, and there were clear finger prints on her white neck.

Sheng Feichen ran out of his home, took his bank card and went to various entertainment venues to spend happily.

It seems that only a drunken gold fan can anesthetize his nerves and make him forget the insults he received during the days of detention.

Colorful lights flickered, deafening songs echoed over and over again, and the private rooms were filled with the laughter of men and women.

Sheng Feichen held the wine bottle and stood on the table in the center, his face was full of drunkenness, and his eyes were confused.

He was silent for a while, and suddenly said in a loud voice: "Tonight's consumption is all paid by my son-in-law! Everyone is open to play, open to eat and drink!"

As soon as he finished shouting, he immediately burst into screams of excitement.

One of Sheng Feichen's brothers was drunk, and walked over in a flutter, looking up at Sheng Feichen with a face of adoration.

"Brother Chen, you are my idol! The idol of my life! I must be as chic as you one day in the future!"

He wanted to tear out his throat and shout, as if this was the only way to pour out all his admiration.

Sheng Feichen squatted down and patted his face with a smile.

"It's just you, it's not even close!"

When the brother heard this sarcastic remark, not only did he not feel any anger, but he became even more excited.

"Brother Chen, I know that no matter how hard I try, I can't catch up with you, but I beg you to let me stay by your side all the time. ”

Sheng Feichen was suddenly happy and poured wine into his mouth.

The brother was afraid that he would not believe him, so he hurriedly promised: "Brother Chen, I am not an ungrateful person! I have all the good you have done to me." There is nothing to repay in this life, as long as you open your mouth, as long as I can do it. Even if you ask me to make a promise, I will. ”

As soon as the last sentence landed, Sheng Feichen's face, which was still smiling, suddenly changed.

Drinks flowed down his face, wetting his shirt.

Sheng Feichen's eyes suddenly became frightened, as if he had thought of something terrible.

He casually threw the bottle in his hand to the side and stumbled away.

While the brother was talking, the man suddenly ran away, and the whole person was stunned.

"Brother Chen!"

He chased him out in a flicker, where could he still see Sheng Feichen's shadow.

"Brother Chen, what's wrong with this suddenly, don't you like me to make a promise?"

He smacked his mouth, didn't pay attention to it, turned his head back to the private room, and continued to forget himself.

In the café, Duan Sisi closed the door, and it was already dark.

As she walked in the direction of the car, she picked up the phone that kept ringing.

"Hey, husband. ”

"The store is closed, I'll be back right away, you don't have to pick me up. Wait for me at home obediently, Trojan~"

Duan Sisi simply said a few words to Qiao Chen on the other end of the phone, then pulled the car door and got in.

As soon as Duan Sisi's car left the door of the café, a taxi that had been parked but turned off not far away started again and followed unhurriedly.

Duan Sisi, who didn't know it, drove back to his community, got out of the car, locked the door, and walked to his unit.

Because it was late at night, the lights in the community were dim.

The pale street lamps next to the flower beds can only illuminate the few places beneath your feet, and even the road is blurred.

The cold wind blows and the shadows of the trees shake, which makes people feel terrifying.

Duan Sisi tightened his clothes and walked quickly towards the door of the unit, but before he could take two steps, there was a sudden sound of footsteps behind him.

She turned back suddenly, but there was nothing behind her except the darkness of the night.

Duan Sisi's face was full of doubts, and a trace of horror couldn't help but rise in his heart.

She tentatively walked forward again, and had only taken a step or two when the footsteps behind her came clearly again.

Duan Sisi was suddenly terrified, his body stiffened, and he was obviously scared to death, but he had to pretend to be completely ignorant and continue to move forward.

The footsteps behind him seemed to deliberately keep a distance from her, always lingering behind him unhurriedly, but never speeding up.

As he walked, Duan Sisi suddenly turned around.