He is more charming than Midsummer

There was blood all over her body, she lay motionless on the ground, only her lips moved slightly: "Mrs. Feng, are you satisfied with this kind of apology?"

"I just beg you, don't take me to the police station. My father must have promised you a lot of things, plus my apology, let's offset it, okay?"

"I admit that I am indeed selfish. Everything I do is for myself, but if I don't do this, I may be kicked out of the Li family. Others think I am glamorous, but in fact I am walking on thin ice."

Song Chuxue's face finally showed unbearable, she tugged at Feng Jingxuan's sleeve, and said softly: "Jingxuan, why don't you let this matter go, I think Miss Li has suffered such a serious injury, maybe I also know that I was wrong, if she is sent to the police station at this time, she will definitely die, so send her to the hospital first."

Feng Jingxuan nodded slightly, agreeing.

He also didn't expect that Li Xueyu could be so ruthless, and that such a complete glass could be knocked out of a huge hole by her.

Nan Xia sneered, and she stared at Li Xueyu condescendingly: "Miss Li, even if you get hit badly, you can't hide what you have done."

She didn't accept Li Xueyu's apology. She kidnapped her own child, and the mistake had already been made. Even if she apologized, it would be fine if she acted in such a big drama.

From Nan Xia's point of view, it wasn't that she knew she was wrong, but that she was afraid of going to prison by herself.

Li Xueyu said angrily: "I know, I admit what you are going to do, I am very sorry."

After speaking, she seemed to be unable to hold on any longer, and passed out.

Song Chuxue said in a panic: "Hurry up and send her to the hospital, it's a life after all."

She looked at Nan Xia and said, "Although I'm very sad, I won't forgive her, but I have to keep a line in my life. Miss Li is like this now. Do you want to force her to death to be reconciled?"

"That's my own child, and I feel sorry for myself, but I can't let her die because of this reason. She is certainly hateful, but it is up to the police to decide whether she wants to die, not me. Even if I don't If you like Miss Li, don't make excuses."

Nan Xia's eyes darkened a bit. In order to protect Li Xueyu, Song Chuxue stomped her into the ground.

The people around felt that what Song Chuxue said made sense. The kidnapped person was Song Chuxue's son and had nothing to do with Nan Xia.

Song Chuxue didn't even pursue it, but Nan Xia went forward and refused to forgive. Could it be that Nan Xia had a feud with Li Xueyu a long time ago, and wanted to take advantage of this matter to take revenge on Li Xueyu severely.

This behavior is a little too much.

Even Feng Jingxuan looked over.

Nan Xia closed her eyes, unable to argue, she sneered, and stared at Feng Jingxuan: "Since Mr. Feng can forgive a murderer who kidnapped his son, what can I, an outsider, say?"

She raised her head and strode forward, her back straightened like a green pine.

She was not afraid of the questioning eyes around her.

Feng Jingxuan's eyes followed her involuntarily, knowing that her back disappeared.

He felt that Nan Xia was a terrible woman. No matter when and where, he seemed to be unable to control himself, and would always go to see what she was doing.

She was like the most beautiful poppy in full bloom, with an alluring attraction of her own, but she didn't realize it.

After walking out of the hall, Nan Xia breathed the fresh air, and her brain became a little clearer.

Things from the banquet kept flooding into her mind, and finally she remembered Feng Jingxuan pampering Song Chuxue.

In front of outsiders, it didn't matter whether he acted so fondly of Song Chuxue, whether it was true or not.

This man is still as selfish as before.

A pang of sadness welled up in her heart.

Song Chuxue saw that Nan Xia had already left, but Feng Jingxuan was still looking at her, feeling a little uncomfortable, she smiled and said: "Jingxuan, you are tired too, let's go back first."

The final ending of this banquet was really not good. Li Zhen didn't show up until Li Xueyu's accident happened, so it can be seen that what Li Xueyu said was true.

Li Zhen really didn't care about her.

Otherwise, she would have suffered such a serious injury, why would he refuse to take a look at her.

Feng Jingxuan looked down at her, with a forced smile on her face, she said cautiously: "Did I be too aggressive just now, I couldn't control my emotions after talking so much."

"You told me to be cautious in my words and deeds when I was outside. I kept it in mind, but this time it was about my son, so I didn't hold back."

"I know the children don't like me now. There were some misunderstandings before. They don't want to see me anymore. When I return to Yuncheng, I won't go back to see them. You have to take good care of them."

Feng Jingxuan held her, her hand was very cold, but he didn't seem to notice it.

"You did a great job today with no problems."

What Song Chuxue said today was very good. She defended the child and corrected her attitude, not letting Li Xueyu take any advantage.

"really?"

Song Chuxue suddenly raised her head, her eyes brightened.

"Well, when you go back, come and see them. You are right, the child was born by you, even if you did something wrong before, but after all, mother and child are connected, and I have no right to deprive you of getting along."

The man said slowly, his eyes darkened, and the light not far away reflected in his eyes.

At that moment, the galaxy was brilliant.

Sure enough, he cared so much about the child, knowing that he had hurt the child, he alienated himself, but as long as he expressed his concern for the child, his heart softened.

Song Chuxue said excitedly: "Okay, I understand."

Feng Jingxuan nodded slightly, his black hair concealed his brows and eyes, he was handsome and indifferent: "But as a mother, you have to be a mother and take care of them."

"I hope you don't do anything against them."

"Otherwise not only will they not forgive you, but I will not forgive you either."

Song Chuxue stared at his side, stood on tiptoe and wanted to kiss him.

Whether it was intentional or not, Feng Jingxuan just pushed her away at this moment, and strode forward, his steps were a bit hasty, as if he was chasing someone.

Song Chuxue pursed her lips, and walked towards He Zheng, "Don't bother Jing Xuan today, dismiss all the bodyguards, I'll take care of him myself."

He Zheng raised his head in surprise. Although Li Xueyu was temporarily let go, he still had something to report to Feng Jingxuan. If Feng Jingxuan wanted to pursue this matter later, he needed to continue to investigate this matter.

To collect more evidence.

He said honestly: "Miss Song, it's like this. Regarding some follow-up issues, I still need to discuss with Mr. Feng."

"Miss Song, call me Mrs. Feng."

Song Chuxue's eyes swept over him sternly, but she looked like a hostess.

He Zheng opened his mouth and said in a low voice, "Mrs. Feng."

His attitude towards Song Chuxue depends on Feng Jingxuan's attitude towards her. Some time ago, Feng Jingxuan expressed that he would divorce Song Chuxue, but today the two got along well.

Whether they are husband and wife is not something that an outsider can think about.

The husband and wife quarreled at the end of the bed, and the relationship between the two may heat up again.

Song Chuxue said: "Just follow my instructions. If Jing Xuan asks, I can explain."

She must seize such a good opportunity.

He Zheng didn't dare to refuse this time, but just nodded.

Song Chuxue felt very satisfied. With the experience of failure last time, she wore a yellow floral dress and a wide straw hat this time, and came to Feng Jingxuan's door and knocked on the door.

"Who?"

A magnetic male voice came from inside.

Song Chuxue's heart jumped violently, she suppressed the excitement in her heart, and said softly: "Jing Xuan, it's me."

It was silent for a while, and no one came to open the door, and the man's voice became indifferent: "What are you doing here?"

Sending back Chuxue took a deep breath and clenched his fists: "I just want to ask about the children's situation. After I go back, I want to get along with them. I'm afraid that my scale may not be right."

This time, the door was opened.

Feng Jingxuan was wearing a black pajamas, which was tightly wrapped, his hair was still a little wet, water droplets fell along his hair, and soon, it sank under his chest.

Song Chuxue's eyes followed his neck, and her heart beat even faster.

The strong hormones in the man attacked her, and she felt her face turn red.

"It's hot?"

Feng Jingxuan looked at her flushed cheeks and frowned.

"No, I just ran for a while."

Song Chuxue walked in quickly. She sat on the chair and took out the red wine she brought. The red wine hadn't been opened yet. She opened it in front of Feng Jingxuan this time to show that she hadn't done anything at all. bad thing.

"Jingxuan, it's still early, I want to chat with Chang."

It was dark outside, with the moon and stars hiding behind the clouds.

Song Chuxue also saw it, and she squeezed her hands tightly to cover up: "If it's not possible, then I'll take another day, I'm too worried about the child."

"I'm free." Feng Jingxuan said.

Sure enough, everything was within Song Chuxue's expectation.

She raised her face and smiled, her face was full of sunshine: "Then I have a lot of problems now, don't think I'm troublesome."

This appearance overlapped with that of Nan Xia five years ago, and a moment of trance flashed before his eyes.

Song Chuxue was very satisfied with the effect, she lowered her voice, and said slowly: "What was Chenchen like when he was a child? When I gave birth to him, he fell ill. I wanted to save him, but I had no money. Just send him to you."

Her eyes were sad, "At that time, I also listened to other people's words, so I left you and Chenchen. I really regret it now. Chenchen must have suffered a lot without my company."

Feng Jingxuan sighed, and patted her hand reassuringly: "It's all over, I don't think Chenchen will care about it."

"When I saw him, he was so small and soft, he didn't cry, he was quiet. I thought he was dead, so I sent him to the hospital for examination."

"When he woke up and saw me, he started crying, very lively."

Speaking of Chenchen, Feng Jingxuan became much gentler, and the radiance of fatherly love shone on his face.

Song Chuxue held back the discomfort in her heart.

She told herself that it was good that Feng Jingxuan loved children so much, so after tonight, when they had a child, Feng Jingxuan would not be able to abandon herself completely.

She poured Feng Jingxuan a glass of red wine.

Chenchen's story is very long. After all, he is a sick baby. Even though the Feng family is powerful, they still spent a lot of energy to take care of him.

When he was talking, Song Chuxue kept pouring wine for him, and in the blink of an eye, Feng Jingxuan had already drunk a lot.

"This is……"

Feng Jingxuan obviously also noticed that there was too much red wine.

Song Chuxue took a sip by herself: "The red wine I bought can make you feel relaxed, what do you think?"

"It tastes good."

Feng Jingxuan hesitated for a while and said, but the stamina is a bit strong, it seems that it is not ordinary red wine.

However, Song Chuxue was willing to spend so much effort to understand the child, and had already made great progress in wanting to have a good relationship with the child, and he would not have very high demands on her.

Song Chuxue only took a sip, and the smile on her face deepened.

It took her a lot of effort to get this kind of red wine, and she didn't feel much at first, but she would feel more and more drunk later on.

In severe cases, hallucinations may occur.

Her intention to dress like this today is simply too obvious.

Time passed minute by minute.

Song Chuxue had already prepared some questions, and when she saw that Feng Jingxuan was drunk, she said: "Jingxuan, it's getting late, I'll take you to rest first."

"Ah."

Feng Jingxuan said calmly, he closed his eyes, and still had a sliver of consciousness.

Song Chuxue helped him to the bed, and his eyes flickered when he saw the red quilt on the bed.

She loves red, like getting married.

Today is her and Feng Jingxuan's wedding night.

"You take a break, I'll make you hangover soup." Song Chuxue said.

Feng Jingxuan was lying on the bed, his head was very dizzy, under the influence of alcohol, some past memories began to appear in his mind.

Nan Xia's face was dangling in front of him.

When that woman was in college, she called him one after another: "Senior Feng, are you here for training too?"

How did he answer back then?

He just nodded indifferently.

If he had known that many years later, they would become husband and wife, with such an intimate relationship, he should have treated Nan Xia better then.

"Senior Feng."

A soft voice rang in his ears, Feng Jingxuan slightly opened his eyes, and saw Nan Xia standing in front of him, she still had that youthful and beautiful appearance, slightly bent her lips, smiling at him.

Is he dreaming?

Nan Xia graduated early tomorrow, and he also graduated. After all, he had already lost her after getting married, so how could he meet again.

But the woman in front of him suddenly grabbed his hand.

The palm is gentle, not a dream.

"Nanxia, ​​are you back?"

Maybe he was too drunk, Feng Jingxuan didn't want to tell whether it was real or not, he just wanted to hug someone into it now.

A strange light flashed in the woman's eyes, and then she smiled: "Yes, Jing Xuan, do you miss me?"

"Think, I've been thinking about you all these years."

Feng Jingxuan propped up his body, wanting to see her clearly, but his eyes always seemed to be separated by a layer of fog, and he could only see a vague outline.

"I miss you as well."

After the woman finished speaking, she covered his eyes, then bowed her head and kissed him.

At first he thought he would definitely succeed, but in the next second, Feng Jingxuan hid aside.

"No, you're not Nanxia." The man said firmly.

Song Chuxue's body froze, obviously Feng Jingxuan drank a lot of this kind of special medicine, how could he recognize her.

This is impossible.

A fine layer of sweat oozed from her forehead.

If Feng Jingxuan found out that he was plotting against her again this time, he wondered if he would never let her get close to him.

"It doesn't taste right."

Feng Jingxuan said lightly: "Your body smell is different from Nan Xia's. It's because I've thought too much. How could you be the same as her?"

"Nan Xia is no longer a student."

Song Chuxue: "...."

What happened to her smell?

Why is it different.

She used the peach-flavored shower gel today, and her whole body is fragrant and soft, and she likes it very much.

What kind of shower gel Nan Xia uses, and what kind of smell she smells on her body, how does she know.

"I changed my shower gel today."

Song Chuxue asked tentatively, "What do you think she... I used to be like?"

Feng Jingxuan didn't answer.

"Jingxuan..."

Sensing that something was wrong, Song Chuxue lowered her head to look at him, only to find that he was actually asleep, and a strong anger surged into her heart.

How could she fail after putting so much effort into it?

If it doesn't work this time, with Feng Jingxuan's hot and cold attitude towards her, he won't have a chance next time.

A gleam of light flashed in Song Chuxue's eyes, she gritted her teeth, took off her coat, and got into bed.

The next day, after the hangover Feng Jingxuan woke up, he realized that something was wrong. There was another person beside him.

Song Chuxue was in a deep sleep. She was wearing a sling, and her exposed skin was full of marks, bruised and purple.

Feng Jingxuan has experienced personnel affairs a long time ago, so of course he knows what these traces are.

He rubbed his forehead and found that he had no memory of yesterday at all.

He only remembered that he seemed to see Nan Xia, the Nan Xia five years ago, and she still smiled softly at him.

Then she came over and confessed to herself, and he promised her this time.

He knew it was just a dream, but he was immersed in such a dream, enjoying it.

They got married and had children in their dreams, happily ever after.

This time, he held Nan Xia's hand tightly and never let go.

What is different from the reality is that Nan Xia gave birth to three children and a daughter, who looks like a miniature version of Nan Xia, similar to Yinbao.

"Jingxuan, you're awake."

Song Chuxue opened her eyes, and she said shyly, "You were drunk last night and kept calling me by my old name."

Feng Jingxuan's expression was a bit complicated.

He didn't even distinguish between dreams and reality, and even had a relationship with Song Chuxue.

But they are husband and wife, and they have two children, so it is not surprising.

"Where did you buy that bottle of wine?" Feng Jingxuan asked.

Song Chuxue's face froze, and she smiled: "I just bought it at the hotel, and the outer wrapping paper is still there. It's a good bottle of wine, but it has such a strong stamina, it's not like ordinary red wine."

"If you like it, I'll ask the waiter to bring another bottle later."

Her face is frank.

Feng Jingxuan remembered that she opened the wine in front of him last night, and there was no doubt on his face before: "No need, I just asked casually."

After speaking, he got up to wash up.

About last night, he has no memory at all, and there is nothing unusual about his body.

So, now I don't know how to face Song Chuxue.

Seeing that his expression was still so indifferent, Song Chuxue curled her lips, a trace of unhappiness flashed across her face.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Mr. Feng."

It was Nan Xia's voice.

A smug smile appeared on Song Chuxue's face, she quickly jumped out of bed, put on a lazy pajamas, and walked outside the door.

After opening the door, there was a freshly dressed Nan Xia standing outside.

Song Chuxue stretched out her hand, revealing the mottled hickey on it: "Are you looking for Jing Xuan?"

Nan Xia's gaze rested on her neck and arms.

With her appearance, something happened at a glance.

Song Chuxue enjoyed her gaze very much. In fact, the marks on her hands were bitten by herself, and her neck was also pinched by herself.

But she just likes Nan Xia's attitude.

Nan Xia's eyes were gloomy: "Mr. Feng asked me to come over, and he said to go back this morning."

Song Chuxue hooked the corners of her lips. She leaned against the door and wrapped a curl of hair in her hand: "Jing Xuan was too tired last night. He is resting now. Maybe he will go back later."

Nan Xia's face was very dark, she pursed her lips and did not speak.

"You go back first, and I will notify you after the time is determined."

"who is it?"

Feng Jingxuan's voice came from inside.

Song Chuxue hurriedly said: "Jingxuan, I'm a little tired, shall we go back in the afternoon?"

"Hmm." The man responded.

Song Chuxue smiled slightly: "Miss Matilda, if you are in a hurry, you can go back first, Jing Xuan and I will be later."

Nan Xia gave her a cold look and left.

Turning around, she closed her eyes somewhat self-deprecatingly.

As early as last night, she should have known what Feng Jingxuan was like.

None of this man's words are true. He clearly talks about getting a divorce, but he treats Song Chuxue like a treasure, and they are still sleeping together.

What is she expecting?