She thought of the cold wind in the hall, and thought of the gentle and careful wind in front of Xia Yucheng, and couldn't help but sigh.

It seems that Xia Yucheng is better, because she can make Lord Feng laugh.

When the wind grows, it's warm.

It's just that the old lady still favors Li Wanqing in her heart, and the biggest reason is that Lord Feng doesn't love her. Let her grandson marry a woman she doesn't love, which is the safest and most reliable in the eyes of Mrs. Feng.

Because in the Feng family, there is no marriage because of love, all of them are determined by the family elders. Even Feng Hao's uncle Feng He's marriage partner was predetermined, but later Feng He fell in love with that woman.

Now, is the tradition of setting a marriage partner within the family about to be broken?

Caritas is very confused, maybe change or not, for an ancient family, whether it is good or not, it is all fate!

……

When Feng Hao came out, he was followed by Zhu Huan and some guards.

The snow, still falling, has turned the whole of Kyoto a silvery white.

A guard behind Zhu Huan held up an umbrella for Feng Hao, Feng Hao looked at the somewhat gloomy sky, and suddenly turned around and saw a woman squatting under the eaves of the porch at the gate, with a half-open umbrella resting beside her.

When he looked at the place, the woman also saw him, and immediately jumped up with joy, but perhaps after squatting for a long time, her feet were numb, and her legs fell down weakly.

Feng Hao frowned slightly, and just wanted Zhu Huan to go over to take a look, but then he remembered something, so he took a step and walked over.

"Why are you here?" he asked coldly, and he didn't reach out to help Li Wanqing up.

Li Wanqing first looked up at him and smiled awkwardly, then stood up, patted her coat, and clapped her hands again: "Mr. Feng, I'm sorry to let you ...... Look at the joke. ”

Feng Hao pursed his lips and was silent.

"Oh! You ask me why I'm here. Actually, I was so curious that my grandmother asked Caritas to take me here," she said, looking inside the gate, "the spring must be beautiful here! The cherry blossom trees must be beautiful, aren't they?"

"Zhu Huan, let Miss Li take your car. ”

On Feng Hao's handsome face, his expression was still indifferent. This made Li Wanqing hurt her self-esteem a little, but for the sake of the man she liked, she wanted to go out open-mindedly.

"Mr. Feng, can I take your car?" Li Wanqing stepped forward and boldly grabbed Feng Hao's arm, she had been outside for a long time, her face was red from the cold, and the tip of her little nose was also red.

Feng Hao looked down at his arm, a strong killing intent enveloped his whole body, and the smell of bloodlust filled the quiet eaves of the corridor.

Li Wanqing was startled by his cold expression, and quickly let go of him: "I'm sorry!"

Compared with this man's momentum, she is far behind.

But she didn't understand, like Xia Yucheng, she was also a beautiful and outstanding young woman, how could he be so cruel to her, but Xia Yucheng, on the other hand, could be wantonly coquettish in his arms.

Feng Hao turned around and left, and the man in black with an umbrella quickly chased after him. Zhu Huan turned his face to Li Wanqing: "Miss Li, please!"

"Thank you!" Li Wanqing suppressed the sourness in her heart, and tried her best to maintain a polite and dignified posture.

After getting into the car, Li Wanqing asked, "Zhu Huan, what kind of person are you in your family?"

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