Young Master Feng's Runaway Sweetheart

After last night's adjustments, Zhang Mengya waited for the opportunity early in the morning, wanting to explain to Situ Qianer the reason why he hadn't contacted her in the past few days.

Compared with irrational love, solid family affection is the most precious and worth cherishing.

Thinking of his unrealistic fantasies before, Zhang Mengya felt deeply guilty towards Situ Kui'er.

　 Although when thinking of Feng Linghao, there was still some concern in his heart, but Zhang Mengya had already made up his mind to treat all the past as a dream.

Because she was waiting for Situ Kuang'er, the door of the guest room was kept open, until she caught a glimpse of a familiar figure floating past, Zhang Mengya hurriedly chased him out:
"Xiao'er!"

　  Hearing her own name, Situ Kui'er stopped and turned around, with a stiff smile on the corner of her mouth. If you look carefully, you will find the distraught look on her face:

"sister!"

"Xiao'er, you know that we have never experienced these things since we were young. I was terrified when I saw someone chasing me with a gun that day!
And that day before Mr. Feng was injured, he ordered not to tell you.So before I turned off my phone, it was because"

Zhang Mengya stepped forward, took Situ Mao'er's hands, and just focused on explaining the previous behavior, still a little worried about Situ Mao'er's next reaction.

I was afraid that Situ Kuang'er would blame herself for this, so she didn't notice Situ Kuang'er's pale face at this time.

"Sister, I know, you didn't tell me this before, because you were afraid that I would worry. I can understand!"

　  Before Zhang Mengya could finish speaking, Situ Kui'er interrupted her first. Although her expression was a little dazed, she still said the words she understood in an understanding manner.

It seemed that it was too easy to understand the words, Zhang Mengya's eyes widened, and she raised her head in surprise.

"Xiao'er, it's great that you think so! Before, I was always worried that you would get angry with me because of this matter. Now that I hear your answer, I feel more at ease!"

Situ Kui'er smiled, held Zhang Mengya's hand instead, and said comfortingly:

"Sister, we grew up together, and you were the one who took care of me. How could I forget this? Besides, you did this for my own good. How could I not understand you? I'll make some porridge for Ling Hao first. You should rest first too!"

Although Situ Kui'er's every word is considerate, but Zhang Mengya always feels that the smile doesn't seem to reach his eyes.

At this moment, a series of gunshots came from the top of the building, making Situ Kui'er, who was about to leave, froze in place, and turned around in disbelief.

Even the mercenaries patrolling in the corridor were heard by the sound and rushed towards the platform in unison.

Situ Yao'er really wanted to rush up to see if Cheng Sirui was injured, but thinking of Feng Linghao's hideous wound, Situ Yao'er couldn't move.

The moment the gunshot rang out, Zhang Mengya was also a little scared in her heart, after all, she had personally experienced the moment of life and death.

Just seeing Situ Kui'er's more panicked look in his eyes, Zhang Mengya hurried forward and grabbed Situ Kui'er's non-warm hand.

"What's the matter? Mao'er? Don't be afraid, it's okay!"

This scene reminded Situ Kui'er of when she was a child, whenever she was helpless, it was her sister who appeared by her side.

Such a clear picture made Situ Mao'er's eyes turn red again.

Not long after, I saw Cheng Sirui's wanton and unrestrained figure walking back from the passage leading to the platform at the end of the corridor.

"I'm going to cook porridge, sister!"

Breaking away from Zhang Mengya's grip on her, she turned and walked downstairs to the kitchen.

Watching Situ Kuang'er's figure disappear around the corner, Zhang Mengya still stood there blankly, telling her intuitively that Situ Kuang'er's behavior at this time was abnormal.

"I heard that many sisters would talk about the same topic when they were young, but they would never fall in love with the same man. Did you say that when you were young?"

　 Naturally, Cheng Sirui saw Situ Kui'er early on, but remembering that Situ Kui'er was hurting because of Zhang Mengya in the morning, Cheng Sirui couldn't help but taunt Zhang Mengya.

Zhang Mengya, who was watching Situ Kui'er going downstairs, didn't notice the movement behind her, but when she heard the voice suddenly appearing in her ear, she was shocked.

Turning his head in surprise, he saw that Cheng Sirui still had that rebellious appearance, his face suddenly turned cold, and he replied in a deep voice while walking towards his room:

"Such a thing will never happen between us sisters!"

Just when Zhang Mengya was about to close the bedroom door, Cheng Sirui blocked Zhang Mengya's movement with a big hand, leaned casually against the door, and continued to speak:
"Really? Then who is claiming to be my brother's girlfriend here? What will my sister-in-law think if you tell me about this?"

Although Zhang Mengya didn't mean this, after hearing these words, he didn't stop him.

At this time, after hearing Cheng Sirui's words, he couldn't help but feel a little guilty, his eyes flickered, and he didn't dare to face Cheng Sirui's eyes that seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts, and at the same time issued an order to chase away:
"If Cheng Shao has nothing else, I want to rest for a while, thank you!"

Zhang Mengya continued the action of closing the door just now, but he couldn't control Cheng Sirui's strength, so he had to stand in a stalemate with Cheng Sirui.

　  "Miss Zhang, you have to know that although I admit that you were very important to Yuan'er before, you have been with each other since you were a child, you are dependent on each other, and you are sisters.

You are a relative and a benefactor to Yuan'er, but don't forget that all your life now is given to you and your Zhang family by Yuan'er and the Situ family.

Do you think that if one day you do something to hurt Yao'er, the Situ family will let you go?Let your Zhang family go?
Yes, Yao'er has a grateful heart, and she is willing to share with you all the material life she has, but this does not include her boyfriend.

And don't you take everything you get too much for granted?Originally, you can have a very splendid life in the future, don't bury your life with you just because you covet something that doesn't belong to you! "

"If Cheng Shao wants to preach to me, I have already heard it, and I will remember it in my heart. I wonder if Cheng Shao has other things? It's okay. I'm going to close the door. After all, standing at the door of a single woman's bedroom, for you It doesn't sound good to Cheng Shao, does it?"

Hearing Zhang Mengya's words, Cheng Sirui shyly withdrew his hand. Anyway, his goal had already been achieved, and it would be a waste of time to stay here any longer.

There are more important things waiting for him to do next. Seeing the door in front of him being slammed shut, Cheng Sirui stopped staying and walked towards Feng Linghao's bedroom.

At this time, red bean barley porridge is being cooked downstairs, but the thoughts are still stuck in the scene just now.

The reason why Situ Kui'er was restless was that the scene on the platform made Situ Kui'er panic from the bottom of her heart; on the other hand, Situ Kui'er didn't know how to face Zhang Mengya now.

Hearing Zhang Mengya's words, Situ Mao'er seemed to understand a lot.

If it was me, at the critical moment of life and death, if someone rescued me from the sky, I would definitely have a good impression of this person similar to worship.

Imagine that I was already terrified when I saw the scene of people being killed, let alone Zhang Mengya went through such a process.Situ Yaoer thought, Zhang Mengya must have been very helpless at that time, right?

Feng Linghao didn't tell himself that he must have his own reasons, maybe all this is not what they said.

Situ Kui'er clarified in her heart while comforting herself.

　 The porridge on the stove hood had already smelled fragrant, and the inside of the pot was buzzing against the lid due to the air pressure, but Situ Maoer was still immersed in her own thoughts.

Haven't noticed until the porridge overflows from the pot and spills onto the hood.

As a result, the fire in the stove hood was extinguished, and Situ Kui'er realized it. In desperation, he directly took the lid of the pot with his hands, but he didn't expect that the heat of the lid was beyond his imagination.

The burned hand subconsciously let go, and the glass pot lid fell to the ground and shattered at the same time.

Situ Kui'er hurriedly put the towel on and put the cooked porridge aside, poured it into a bowl, and cleaned up the debris on the ground by herself.

At this moment, Cheng Sirui was in the master bedroom, and he and Feng Linghao seemed to be discussing something with serious expressions.

"I have informed Ji Cheng to return home first, and the memorial service went smoothly!"

Feng Linghao was always at ease about Cheng Sirui's ability to handle things, now he heard Cheng Sirui's decision, Feng Linghao was very relieved.

"Xiao'er said she went out to cook porridge, why hasn't she come back yet? What happened to the gunshot just now?"

The sudden gunshots made Feng Linghao very uneasy. Now that there is still Situ Kuang'er in the villa, he is afraid that her safety will not be guaranteed.

It's a problem for me to act now, let alone protect Situ Mao'er.

Just when he heard the gunshot, Feng Linghao wished he could grow a pair of wings and rush to Situ Kui'er's side, protecting her under his wings.

"The other party sent someone to kill me, and we lost our two brothers. If my sister-in-law hadn't just gone to the platform, I don't know what would have happened!"

"What are you going to do on the platform?"

Hearing the key points in Cheng Sirui's sentence, Feng Linghao forgot the injury in his abdomen for a moment, and suddenly straightened his body.

The facial features distorted by the pain made Feng Linghao's face pale, Cheng Sirui hurriedly stepped forward, carefully supported his side and leaned against the cushion again.

He took a serious look at Feng Linghao, and then asked solemnly:

"Brother, your gunshot wound was to block that Zhang Mengya's bullet? Does my sister-in-law know? Are you crazy? If you have something to do, what do you ask my sister-in-law to do? Do you know how it is spread outside?
Someone saw someone hugging you and weeping bitterly, and you have been getting along day and night these days, what do you make my sister-in-law think? "

In the past, Cheng Sirui had always been respectful and polite to Feng Linghao, and even Feng Linghao had never seen him say such words to himself so urgently.

Knowing the seriousness of this matter, Feng Linghao's complexion became darker, and he clenched his fists involuntarily.

"Have you heard about it? Where is the person who sent the message?"

"Let them go, if I didn't just hear it, my sister-in-law is already in danger.

Brother, the way that woman looks at you has been wrong since I came here.I don't believe you can't feel it, and with a woman's sixth sense, maybe my sister-in-law knows it too.

Even if I drive these few people away, can they still keep everyone's mouths shut?Think about how to explain it to your sister-in-law! "

Almost at the same time as Cheng Sirui's words fell, Feng Linghao looked at Cheng Sirui and said seriously:

"Find an excuse after you go back and transfer Zhang Mengya out of the General Secretary's Office. The farther away from me, the better!"

"It's too sensitive at this time, and it makes people think that there is really something between you. I'll start to deal with it after you and your sister-in-law get engaged and travel!"

　Hearing Feng Linghao's decision, Cheng Sirui made another basic analysis, and then slowly expressed his opinion.

　Feng Linghao suddenly found that Cheng Sirui, who had always been by his side, seemed to have grown up, and his actions were more mature and stable. Even the decisions he made were thoughtful, completely different from the previous playboy.

It's been a long time since I brought a woman to show off in front of me, as if I've changed myself!
"Brother, I don't know if you still have an impression of this?"

While speaking, Cheng Sirui skillfully unloaded a brass bullet with letters from a pistol and handed it to Feng Linghao.