Heart-wrenching pet: the CEO's hot wife

Old Feng couldn't tell the truth from what Chen Yu said, so he lowered his head and started eating.

Halfway through the meal, Gu Nian was thinking that Chen Yu was also the son of an old friend, so he reminded in a low voice: "Yueyue is being watched very closely by Lin Changqing now, even if it's your idea of ​​her, you can't touch her." of."

"I think Lin Changqing is interesting. In order to protect Yueya, I built a golden house for her. Fortunately, Yueya is a good boy, otherwise Lin Changqing wouldn't be killed?"

Old Feng: "..."

Chen Yu's thinking is out of bounds, Feng Lao is getting old, and he has a feeling that he can't keep up with his thinking mode.

Feng Laoshi didn't know what to eat for breakfast.

Coming out of Yi Jiangnan, Chen Yu stared in one direction, raised the car key in his hand, and said, "Uncle Feng, shall I take you back?"

Old Feng shook his head and said, "Lin Changqing is currently investigating, who is related to Yueyue and Nanyan's matter, your uncle, I dare not have anything to do with you."

Chen Yu smiled, pointed not far away, and said, "But Uncle Feng, you didn't even notice, have you been followed?"

"Even if you don't get in my car, you will still be suspected by Lin Changqing, or you plan to go back in the car of the person Lin Changqing sent to follow you?"

Old Feng smiled cooperatively and said, "This is also a good way."

After he finished speaking, he went down the steps, his eyes were shallow but deep: "You don't need to see me off, just pay attention to safety when you go back by yourself."

Chen Yu nodded, and after parting ways with Mr. Feng, Lin Changqing's bodyguard approached and whispered, "Mr. Feng, sir, I hope you go back as soon as possible."

Elder Feng nodded and followed the others back to the villa.

The snow has not yet melted, and some places in the villa are frozen, and the whole world is covered in silver, and there is no end in sight.

"Mr. Feng, Mr. has been waiting for you for a long time in the villa."

Mr. Feng nodded, opened the door and walked in. His eyes were serious. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Lin Changqing who was sitting in the living room, watching Lin Shenshen draw.

In the middle of the living room hangs a rather old oil painting, which outlines the two of them as vividly as the people in the painting.

"Long love, do you want to see me?",

Lin Changqing turned his head and glanced at him. The gentleness on his face was still there. He even reached out and touched the leather sofa at hand, saying, "Sit."

Elder Feng sat down beside Lin Changqing, her gaze was deep, with a slight smile.

"What did you go out for?"

Old Feng paused, and said, "Didn't you send someone to follow me? Don't you really know what I did?"

Lin Changqing smiled, pointed at Lin Shenshen's painting and said, "Shenshen, Dad just said that here is a shadow, and the tone should be darker."

"If you use a pencil and light it at an angle, it will be more similar."

Afraid that his words were not strong enough, Lin Changqing said again: "If your drawing is particularly ugly, your mother will not want it!"

Lin Shenshen: "..."

Old Feng: "..."

Lin Shenshen pinched the pen, and modified a little bit where it needed to be repaired. Lin Changqing said in a low voice: "I mean, what did you tell Chen Yu when you went out to see him?"

Mr. Feng was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that this sentence was spoken to him. He hesitated again and again, and asked: "If I said that I only had breakfast, would you believe me?"

Lin Changqing smiled, and didn't say he believed it, nor said he didn't believe it.

Mr. Feng may feel that his statement is not reliable, so he explained it again.

"My relationship with Chen Yue Nanyan is because of their father. When we were young, we played very well."

"I meet that child Chen Yu several times a year. Chen Yue and Nan Yan are very clear about this matter, but I have already said at that time that I don't get involved in the matter between them.

Lin Changqing looked at Mr. Feng with unclear meaning, and said, "How credible do you think this sentence is?"

Old Feng didn't move.

Lin Changqing added: "Besides, what's happening now is all yours. Chen Yue is not willing to communicate with me. Chen Nanyan's whereabouts are unknown. Mr. Feng, how can I trust you?"

"Then according to what you said, what should I do?"

Lin Changqing tilted his head and looked at Feng Lao shallowly.

If he knew what to do, he would have solved the problem long ago.

"Uncle Feng is not lying!"

Suddenly, Chen Yue's voice came from upstairs. Elder Feng raised his head and saw that she was wearing thin clothes and standing at the stairs. Her body looked plump, and there was no sign of being thin anymore.

Old Feng knew that Chen Yue's body changes were directly related to the medicine.

Lin Changqing didn't turn to look at Chen Yue, but said to Feng Lao: "Even so, you are wandering back and forth between Chen Yu and Chen Nanyan, how do I know, do you have any other thoughts about Chen Yue? "

In this villa, the only person who can talk to Chen Yue every day is Elder Feng. Chen Yue doesn't want Lin Changqing, and because of all other reasons, let himself be the one who can talk a few words at the end People, also leave the villa.

She went downstairs quickly, stood in front of Lin Changqing, and said in a low voice: "Lin Changqing, can you stop making trouble for no reason? If the person who wanted my life was Uncle Feng, then from the beginning, I would not be able to live Come see you!"

"He's not that person. Even if my brother is here, he would tell you so."

Lin Changqing felt that Chen Yue's world was really not easy to enter. He was alone in a vast and roadless place, struggling to find the root cause for her to believe in him.

In the end, Chen Yue gave her trust to others.

Lin Changqing didn't want to worry about these things. He told himself in his heart that the trust between Chen Yue and Feng Lao had been together for a long time, and it came subtly. The tacit understanding with Chen Nanyan lasted for more than 20 years from running-in.

But he still gets jealous.

He didn't know when, he started to become so small-minded, worrying about gains and losses.

But Chen Yue wouldn't know that what she thought was pain and despair was actually the same for him.

Lin Changqing restrained his mind, looked at Chen Yue's face, and asked, "Aren't you not talking to me, Miss Chen?"

Chen Yue pursed her lips, Lin Changqing stared at her, and asked: "How old are you, you have such a big temper every day, when you want to talk to me, just say it, and when you don't want to talk to me, you don't talk, why? In your heart, am I easier to bully?"

Chen Yue's chest heaved a little, and Lin Changqing said again: "Chen Yue, you and I are in the relationship between a patron and a mistress, please stop playing petty temper on me, and I'd better reduce the fact that I am your man." Psychological hint!"

"Because of these, it will only make me distressed, you still love me, you can't let me go!"