Feng Lingche lowered his eyes slightly, and from Wen Yang's angle, he could see his delicately carved side face, high nose bridge, and thin lips pursed.

But in fact, the best thing is his white and well-proportioned hands, and the bones are as cold and white as jade.

The hands were tapping on the wheelchair so casually at this time, and it seemed that she felt silent because she easily agreed to go to the entertainment industry for money.

Wen Yang suddenly remembered that she hadn't gone to Lin Yan today to ask for hexagram gold!

She pinched her fingers and calculated, and then looked at Feng Lingche, "I'll accompany you tomorrow morning." ”

After seeing Feng Lingche nodding, Wen Yang simply greeted the old man and went upstairs.

When her figure disappeared at the corner of the stairs, Old Man Feng stepped forward and patted Feng Lingche's leg and said, "The little girl doesn't seem to have much experience in falling in love, you have to be more proactive." ”

Feng Lingche glanced at the old man, "Who told you that I was going to chase her?" ”

The old man gave him a blank look, "I guess when you die, your mouth will be hard." I'm blind when you're an old man? You're afraid you haven't even let go of the trash cans in the imperial capital this afternoon, right? ”

From the moment he learned that Wen Yang had gone out, Feng Lingche rushed back from the company, on the surface, it seemed that he had been helping the old man find someone, but in fact, only the old man had noticed a small detail of Feng Lingche over the years.

Whenever he is nervous about something, he keeps looking at his phone in the process of dealing with official business.

Pick up and put it down, this afternoon, I don't know how many times this action has been repeated.

"It's smoking!" When the old man saw that the man was back, he couldn't help but tease him.

Feng Lingche's tone was cold, "How good are you?" ”

If it weren't for the old man's leg cramps after taking two steps, I am afraid that he would have followed Jiang Ci and them to find someone together.

At that time, the neck was going to be pulled into a giraffe, and I was embarrassed to tease others.

The grandfather and grandson had a harder mouth than the other, but in the end, the old man won.

I don't know if it's because Feng Lingche respects the old man too much, or if he is willing to admit defeat.

The next morning.

The grandfather and grandson got up earlier than the other, gathered around the kitchen, one commanded in the most cold tone that the dishes should be less oily, and the sweetness of the cake should be moderate, and the other was not to be outdone, guessing Wen Yang's favorite food in the past two days.

The tense atmosphere seemed to be at once, and it was only after the 14 chefs made the highest series of Michelin dishes that the grandfather and grandson relaxed their brows and got busy.

The chef wiped his sweat, but luckily he had some work on him!

When Wen Yang went downstairs, the smoke and war in the kitchen had ended, the dining table was happy, Feng Lingche was still looking at the latest newspaper, and the old man was still greeting her with a smile, the scene was so familiar that it was chilling.

Wen Yang still sat in the old place, looked at the head chef standing straight, comparable to a military parade, and blinked, "Did something happen?" ”

The chef immediately shook his head in stress, "Absolutely not!" ”

Wen Yang: Your appearance is obviously very problematic.

She endured her occupational illness to visit the chef's spiritual table, and saw the breakfast on the table that was more sumptuous and delicate than the day before yesterday, and then saw the old man and Feng Lingche occasionally showing a trace of unnatural appearance on their faces, and suddenly understood something.

After enjoying breakfast reverently and slightly pompously, he wiped his mouth and said, "Breakfast is delicious, and the porridge is very fresh." ”

So, she was fortunate to capture the relaxed look on the faces of her grandparents and grandchildren.

The corners of Wen Yang's lips hooked, but he didn't debunk them.

On the way to the company.

She still maintained a state of not disturbing each other with Feng Lingche, leaned against the window and turned on the phone.

This was made for her by Fu Shenhong, and a certain tone on her mobile phone could be directly connected to Su Rao's hospital.

Su Rao didn't seem to have figured it out yet, her eyes fell on a few children playing downstairs, but her soul didn't know where she had gone.

Feng Lingche sat aside and found that Wen Yang was a little special today.

The first two times, as soon as she got in the car, she would immediately lean next to her to sleep, and only when she got to the place would she open her eyes and get out of the car.

This time, after he was busy for a short time, he actually saw that she was still awake, so he couldn't help asking, "Why didn't you sleep?" ”

Wen Yang wanted to show him his mobile phone, but when he thought that he had hacked the system of Fengjia Hospital, he felt a little weak, so he hurriedly turned off his mobile phone.

"Does Su Rao remember?"

Feng Lingche groaned slightly, "A woman in the Year of the Wind Crane? ”

Wen Yang said, "Yes, I'm going to help her leave the imperial capital." ”

Help the woman in the Year of the Wind and Crane get out of here?

Feng Lingche's eyes flashed slightly, "Is it because of the child in her belly?" ”

Wen Yang glanced at him and praised him without hesitation, "That's so smart." ”

Feng Lingche: "......"

There was a deep meaning in his eyes, "In front of me, tell me that the woman who wants to save my father, aren't you worried that I will tell the truth?" ”

Wen Yang shook his head directly, "I know you're a nosy person. ”

Feng Lingche was silent for half a minute, and just when Wen Yang thought he wouldn't react, he heard him say again, "Then what are you going to do?" ”

Wen Yang smiled meaningfully, "It depends on how this Miss Su chooses." ”

There are less than 4 hours left before Su Rao gives a reply.

She just happened to take advantage of this time to collect a hexagram money.

"By the way," Wen Yang thought, "where does Lin Yan work?" ”

Feng Lingche knew that she was doing it for the hexagram, but he really didn't know Lin Yan's location, so he said, "I'll let Jiang Ci check it out for you later." ”

Wen Yang had already adjusted his sleeping position, lying on Feng Lingche's side, and responded gently sleepily, "Okay." ”

Feng Lingche's eyes fell on Wen Yang's loose curls, and only after she fell asleep did he put his coat on her shoulders wordlessly.

……

Lin Yan entered the company today.

In the past, she followed Feng Lingche and was always the first to come, but after the supernatural incident of the elevator, there would be footsteps outside the security door in the middle of the night, followed by a knock on the door for 1 hour.

She was so scared that she didn't dare to breathe when she shrunk into the quilt.

Even after the knock on the door ended, he still didn't dare to fall asleep, and he didn't hold his pillow until the first rays of morning light came up in the sky, and he barely hugged his pillow for a while.

So in the past two days, her mental state has been extremely poor, and there are deep dark circles under her eyes.

When the little assistant saw Lin Yan, he greeted him as soon as possible, "Manager Lin, didn't you sleep well tonight?" ”

Lin Yan rubbed her eyebrows and asked habitually, "Well, is there anything looking for me over there?" ”

The little assistant sighed, and suddenly remembered, "Mr. Feng brought that woman here again today!" ”

Lin Yan's body stiffened, instinctively wanting to reject, but a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, and she suddenly thought that before she entered the elevator door, the woman's talisman saved her life at a critical moment, so she didn't have the resistance that day, "Where is that young lady now?" ”

As soon as she came to the company yesterday, she heard the news of Uncle Liu's death.

The time of his death was around 8 o'clock in the evening, and the cause of death was myocardial infarction, that is, the person he saw in the elevator the day before was a dead man, or the soul of Uncle Liu.