"Today, Feng Yuanyi's old guy called and said that he was going to hold a wedding for you and Feng Jinchen, and I scolded him badly." Song Chenghong said at the dinner table, which made him angry.

"What else do you say to tease your grandson and enjoy the joy of family, tsk."

When it comes to his little grandson, Song Chenghong is worried, Feng Jinchen's garbage thing is definitely not worthy of his baby daughter, is there any young offspring in the circle who is suitable for his daughter? Song Chenghong pulled and pulled.

Several lads who were originally at the top of the shortlist are already engaged.

"Alas, being Feng Jinchen delayed his youth, it's hateful." Song Chenghong pounded the table angrily, "It's all to blame Feng Yuanyi, that old guy!" ”

"Forget it, Dad." Song Qingyue was extremely helpless, "It was Feng Jinchen who split the legs, and he has nothing to do with Uncle Feng, even if you can't be a family member of your children, you are still friends." ”

In his previous life, after the Song family's accident, Feng Yuanyi has been trying his best to save and investigate the mastermind behind the scenes. After all, he is the head of the Feng family, Song Qingyue learned from the novel that Feng Yuanyi finally found out about Feng Jinchen's head, and he was heartbroken and couldn't bear to kill his relatives in righteousness, and secretly used family law, and the matter was suppressed.

At that time, Feng Jinchen was his "only child", and Feng Yuanyi's choice was understandable.

"Dad can't swallow this breath." Song Chenghong slapped his thigh, "The son is not the fault of the godfather, Feng Jinchen is not grateful for being a wolf-hearted dog, and Feng Yuanyi has a great responsibility as a father." ”

His eyes were slightly red, and he looked at the vicissitudes of life: "The Feng family will be handed over to Feng Jinchen in the future, that person's evil mind is not worth dealing with, and the Feng and Song families are only afraid that they will be strangers." ”

After thinking about it, Song Qingyue didn't say anything about Huo Chizhou.

"Uncle Feng's body is still strong, and he is not in a hurry to draw a line with the Feng family's business, but he is ......."

If it weren't for Feng Jinchen's secret killer, Feng Yuanyi in his previous life would have at least twenty or thirty years to live. Now that she has found out the truth, it doesn't take so long for Huo Chizhou to return to the Feng family.

As for the cooperation between the two Feng and Song families after Huo Chizhou took over, we will talk about it at that time.

He is different from Feng Jinchen, he is not an ungrateful person.

And she doesn't have to be helped by the family.

"Yueyue, you put 10,000 hearts, Wanzhen's project is being dealt with in a hurry." Speaking of the project of digging a pit for Feng Jinchen, Song Chenghong smiled, like a scheming fox.

"Well, I believe Dad."

Hua Wanying breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but feel distressed: "Feng Jinchen hurt Yueyue, you have wasted so much time, many of the young talents who pursued you in the past few years have objects." ”

"The young man from the Fu family is not bad, and the Xi family ......" Hua Wanying's tone was full of pity.

"Mom, fate can't be forced, let it be." Song Qingyue was embarrassed, "The focus of my life now is on work. ”

"But ......" Hua Wanying wanted to speak and stopped, worried that her daughter would see through the red dust after this incident, and she was afraid that she would meet someone like Feng Jinchen again.

She's got to take care of it.

"Or ......"

Song Qingyue understood her unfinished meaning, so she had to shirk and said, "Let's talk about it when the game warehouse is studied." ”

"Okay." Hua Wanying and his wife pulled around in their minds together, vowing to find someone who was a thousand times better than Feng Jinchen.

After dinner, Song Qingyue accompanied her parents for a walk to eat, and as she walked, the old couple walked hand in hand. Song Qingyue followed silently behind her with her hands in her pockets, looking at her parents shaking their hands intently.

Her parents love each other very much, and they will definitely grow old together in this life.

In her previous life, she was a love debt that made them not die well, and in this life, she will protect them, reverse the plot, and let them enjoy their old age in peace.

At the same time, Huo Chizhou was immersed in studying. He is determined to become Song Qingyue's right-hand man, and if he wants to take revenge, he must not just raise his body well, and his knowledge and ability cannot be bad at all.

Lunch and dinner were handled by Huo Chizhou himself.

He didn't simply cook some water noodles casually, but took out his mobile phone and carefully studied the home-cooked recipes. He thought that if Song Qingyue came over in the future, he could make it for her to eat.

It was late at night, and Huo Chizhou's heart was not calm.

His ears pricked up involuntarily, keeping an eye on the doorway. He still remembered what Song Qingyue had said, and occasionally came to live. Although they were in different rooms, it was always inexplicably reassuring to have her next door.

Her presence would convince him that all of this was real and not just a dream.

He was so afraid that this was the dream he had before he froze to death on the street.

The hour hand slowly moved towards 10, Huo Chizhou took out the mobile phone in his pocket, clicked on the WeChat chat interface, and looked at the bright moon on her avatar, he rubbed it with his fingers over and over again.

Perhaps, she won't sleep here tonight.

Want to send a message and ask?

No way! How can you disturb her? What if she's already resting?

Where does she sleep? Will Feng Jinchen pester her to get back together? Will you cry bitterly and kneel down to beg for forgiveness? Will she waver?

No! Why bother so much? Can't she stay at home with her parents? What's the deal with letting a girl live in the same house as a big man? Although it is a different room......

Huo Chizhou inexplicably felt like a concubine in the deep palace and a resentful woman in the deep boudoir.

Just as he was struggling to die, the phone made a "ding" sound, and a new message popped up in the dialog box.

Huo Chizhou almost didn't hold his phone steady.

He cast his eyes on the screen, holding his mobile phone and reading the message sent by Song Qingyue word by word: [Chi Zhou, I won't go to Yujing Tiancheng Community today, you remember to rest early and recuperate. 】

After Song Qingyue returned to the house, she pondered that maybe she should send a message to Huo Chizhou. She had said before that she would only go back to Yujiang Dijing Community occasionally, but she slept there the first two nights, and it was hard to guarantee that he would not wait for him.

After thinking about it, Song Qingyue said again.

[Are you used to using those kitchen equipment? 】

Song Qingyue didn't think about hiring a nanny for Huo Chizhou, but she understood that Huo Chizhou had suffered a lot, and his temperament was a little withdrawn and sensitive at this time, and getting along with a strange aunt day and night would make it difficult for him to adapt.

The part-time worker aunt comes to the house every two days to clean up, but it should not be difficult for a high-IQ villain to cook a meal by herself.

Huo Chizhou blushed and sent the photos prepared in advance: [Those equipment are very easy to use, [lunch.jpg] [dinner.jpg]. 】

After making lunch and dinner, he took a photo, for fear of affecting her work, he hesitated for a long time and didn't dare to post it.

Now I can share it with him openly.

I quickly got a reply: [Looks good. [Like.jpg]]

Huo Chizhou's handsome face became more and more red, and he was praised by her.

[You remember to change the dressing on your calf, and if you can't reach the wound on your back, I'll help you tomorrow.] 】

Huo Chizhou's pupils shrank suddenly, and he typed a word very slowly: [Okay. 】

She's coming tomorrow!

He, he's going to take off his shirt in front of her again, and she's going to drug him, it's so embarrassing. When his injury is better, he must insist on running in the morning every day to exercise, but he can't keep losing weight like this.

However, if he healed, she wouldn't have to help him with medicine.

Will she still come over?

[It's not early, let's rest, good dreams.] 】

Huo Chizhou hurriedly suppressed the chaotic emotions, and solemnly gave his blessings: [Good night. 】