Feng Zhenzhen sat quietly in the car, sat and sit, and fell asleep unconsciously.

Finding that she was sleeping, Duan Qingyuan's hand pulled away from the steering wheel for a moment and pulled a blanket from the back seat to cover her.

From the western suburbs of the city to the south of the city, it took more than an hour. When I stepped into the gate of Duan's house, it was already more than four o'clock.

However, overall, the couple came back early. Therefore, as soon as she saw them, Zhou Weihong opened her voice and asked in surprise: "Huh? Why did you two come back so early? Didn't you go to the suburbs? ”

If it weren't for Duan Qingyuan's normal face, Zhou Weihong would definitely guess that it was the husband and wife who suddenly got along, so that they played halfway and came back.

At this moment, Duan Qingyuan sat down on the sofa in the living room, and the maid sister-in-law Zhang immediately made him a cup of tea.

However, Duan Qingyuan didn't bother to pay attention to Zhou Weihong's questions, turned on the TV directly, and watched absentmindedly.

Seeing this, Feng Zhenzhen had to answer Zhou Weihong, saying, "Someone invited us to dinner at noon, and after eating, we suddenly went to do other things, so we came back." On weekends, there are so many people everywhere that I don't want to go anywhere else. ”

Feng Zhenzhen lied, and the truth became more and more natural and calm. Zhou Weihong listened, convinced, nodded again, and said to Feng Zhenzhen: "I see! It's okay to stay at home instead of shopping, it's really easier and more comfortable! ”

Because Zhou Weihong didn't doubt it, Feng Zhenzhen's heart was filled with joy again, grinning, sweet and reserved.

After Zhou Weihong finished speaking, she also walked to the living room, and Feng Zhenzhen still stood in place, looking at their mother and son.

Sister-in-law Zhang saw her, made her another cup of tea, and brought it to her......

Anyway, recently, Zhou Weihong has been very annoying, because there was an accident at her mother's side. Her brother is seriously ill and is currently hospitalized for an unidentified cause. She and Duan Yanzheng went to visit this morning, his spirit was not very good, and his mood was not very stable.

So at this moment, as soon as Duan Qingyuan was free, she sat down beside him and asked him in a good voice, "Qingyuan, do you have any other arrangements for tomorrow?" If not, take Zhen Zhen to the Central Hospital and see your uncle. ”

Zhou Weihong thought that if more people went to visit her brother, her brother's spirit should be better. In the face of illness, at least it won't be so trembling.

Duan Qingyuan was holding the remote control and adjusting the channel, with an indifferent expression. Zhou Weihong suddenly told him this, and he stopped his movements and raised his eyebrows.

"Uncle's illness is still not healed?" He asked with concern, and there was never a hint of obvious expression on his face.

Zhou Weihong shook his head again, looking helpless and powerless, and said, "Yes." It's getting worse and worse, so go check it out. ”

Zhou Weihong's younger brother Zhou Weijun is 41 years old this year, but he is not married, and of course he has no heirs.

Zhou Weihong originally thought that Duan Qingyuan would agree, after all, she used the tone of asking for help. Unexpectedly, Duan Qingyuan breathed a silent breath and told her, "Mom, next week, I have other arrangements tomorrow." ”

He will not forget that he promised Feng Zhenzhen to accompany her back to her parents' house tomorrow.

"Huh? Do you really have a plan for tomorrow? What is the specific arrangement? Tell your mother, is it more important than your uncle? Zhou Weihong asked impatiently, and put one arm on Duan Qingyuan's shoulder.

Duan Qingyuan turned his face leisurely and looked at Zhou Weihong. Just like looking at other people, his eyes were so contemptuous and cold, and he replied truthfully: "We want to go back to Feng's house." ”

Suddenly, Zhou Weihong looked lost again, her brown eyes narrowed slightly, and her eyebrows were slightly wrinkled.

At this time, Feng Zhenzhen held the cup of tea, approached their mother and son, and said, "Qingyuan, why don't we go to visit my uncle tomorrow, and then go back to my parents in the evening......

Because Feng Zhenzhen spoke up, Duan Qingyuan's mother and son's eyes glanced at her at the same time.

Feng Zhenzhen stood there, her hair black and straight, and her skin was clean and clean, giving people a very fresh and sweet feeling. Duan Qingyuan didn't say anything anymore, just looked at her like that.

Zhou Weihong's reaction was completely different from him, and his eyes began to flash with relief. After reading Feng Zhenzhen, she spoke to Duan Qingyuan again, "Yes, yes, Zhen Zhen's proposal is right." Qingyuan, tomorrow you will go to the hospital first, and then visit your in-laws. ”

At this time, Feng Zhenzhen also pursed her lips and stared at Duan Qingyuan, waiting for his decision.

"Okay, listen to you." In the end, Duan Qingyuan also nodded, and then his gaze moved away from Feng Zhenzhen.

Because of this little thing, Zhou Weihong's liking for Feng Zhenzhen has increased a lot. Vera Fung has always been empathetic and reasonable, which is really rare.

After dinner, Feng Zhenzhen returned to the bedroom on the third floor, ready to call Feng's mother. Tell Feng's mother that she and Duan Qingyuan will arrive home late tomorrow.

As a result, her phone was left without a single battery. I took it to the study to charge it, and after charging it for a while, I still couldn't turn it on.

Looking at the side again, Duan Qingyuan's mobile phone was safely placed there.

"I shouldn't be blamed for beating him." Feng Zhenzhen suddenly thought about it, and picked up Duan Qingyuan's mobile phone.

Duan Qingyuan's mobile phone did not have a password. Feng Zhenzhen took it, slid the screen interface lightly, and then turned to the dialing interface. Then, he was about to enter Feng's mother's mobile phone number.

However, at this time, Duan Qingyuan's mobile phone suddenly made a "tick" sound. Feng Zhenzhen was also taken aback because she didn't expect it.

After she calmed down, she looked at it again, and it turned out to be an MMS message.

"What kind of mess?" Feng Zhenzhen didn't care at all, thinking that the MMS message was a mobile phone newspaper or something, and her fingers were randomly clicked.

Inadvertently, she also clicked on the MMS message.

Suddenly, her body stiffened, her face became paler than that of a ghost, and her heart suddenly jumped to her mouth, and then it seemed to stop, and she didn't jump anymore.

That MMS message wasn't anything else, but a photo of her luo, a photo of her when she was wounded on her chest.

The sender is shown to be a stranger, and the number is a local mobile phone number that Duan Qingyuan has no remarks.

"No, no, no......" Feng Zhenzhen looked more and more messy, and kept shaking her head.

She also tried her best to comfort herself, calm herself, and read the number on her lips: "1370707****......"

Obviously, someone deliberately did this in order to provoke her relationship with Duan Qingyuan......

Anyway, Feng Zhenzhen stared at those Luo photos, at a loss.

Duan Qingyuan had just come up from downstairs and came to the study, and saw Feng Zhenzhen standing here, holding his mobile phone, as if he had lost his soul.

"What are you looking at? What's going on? He immediately asked. At the same time, he stepped up his steps and hurriedly stepped to Feng Zhenzhen's side, ready to snatch the mobile phone in her hand.

At this moment, Feng Zhenzhen's consciousness was completely recovered, and she quickly retracted her hand, grabbed the mobile phone tightly, hid it behind her, and kept shaking her head at him, "I didn't see anything, I didn't see anything......