She hid her pregnancy and faked her death, and the CEO turned gray overnight

Zhou Gu, with quick eyes and quick hands, quickly grabbed her arm and pulled her back.

"Be careful, she's still pregnant."

An apologetic look appeared on Arthur Wei's face, "It was too dark and I couldn't see the road clearly. I'm sorry."

Wenqing half hugged her, glared at Zhou Gu fiercely, and then helped her to continue walking forward.

Turning his head, he saw Arthur Wei lowering his head, staring at the road without blinking, taking every step carefully, and he couldn't help but feel a trace of doubt in his heart.

There are street lights above your head. Although it is a little dim, you can't focus so much on looking at the road, right?

"Are you short-sighted and can't see the road clearly?"

Arthur Wei was shocked. She didn't want her relatives to know that she was going blind, for fear that they would become worried.

"Well, yes, I'm a little short-sighted, but it's okay. Just be careful and you'll be fine."

At this point, she quickly changed the subject, "You haven't told me about the corpse and drowning yet."

Wen Qing was successfully led astray by her, and she briefly described her and Zhou Gu's plans according to her words.

"That's what happened. The body they picked up looked exactly like you. In this way, the cold wind would mistakenly think you were drowned."

Arthur Wei clenched her fists suddenly, "Wouldn't he declare me dead?"

Look at this tone, there is obvious anxiety.

She smiled tenderly and joked: "Can't bear to leave? If not, you might as well continue to stay in the castle."

Arthur Wei subconsciously retorted, "That's not what you said. I'm just worried that when the body is fished out, the mask on her face will be soaked in water."

She blinked tenderly, "Don't worry, the mask is specially made by me. Unless you take a knife and scrape off the leather and flesh, it won't fall off."

"..."

Arthur Wei stopped talking and lowered his head to stare at the road under his feet.

I can't help but sigh in my warm heart.

It seems that she still can't let go of the cold wind.

That's right, that man didn't do anything sorry for her, but it was her mistake that caused the Feng family to be destroyed.

Whether it's out of guilt or sincerity, it's normal that she can't let go of Feng Lenglie.

...

The banquet in the castle has begun.

Sisters Feng Lenglie and Feng Lengshuang appeared at the same time and raised glasses to entertain the guests.

Rather than saying that this is a make-up memorial service for Feng’s father, it is better to say that this is a celebration banquet for Feng Lenglie’s upcoming ascension to the throne.

Without such an outstanding son, Feng’s father’s grievances would never be known to the world.

He was using his victory to comfort his father's spirit in heaven.

After three rounds of drinking, the surrounding guests were all a little tipsy.

Just when Feng Lenglie had clinked his wine glasses with several senior officials and was about to drink them all, someone below suddenly became drunk and went crazy.

"Mr. Feng, I heard that our subjugated princess is in your castle now. Why don't you bring her over and let her do a striptease in front of everyone? Haha."

As soon as these words came out, the surroundings instantly became silent.

Those who were closer to the cold wind could clearly feel the coldness radiating from his body.

As a result, the drunkard didn't stop and shouted: "You don't need to be too polite when dealing with prisoners of war. Trampling her dignity under your feet and rubbing it is trampling on the entire Arthur family.

Of course, if you are fond of women, or if you miss your old relationship and can't bear to do it, we can help you. We are the best at playing with women. "

There was a crisp sound of 'click' in the air.

The guests surrounding Feng Lenglie all looked at his palm, and when they saw that he had smashed the glass, they were all so frightened that they did not dare to breathe.

For a moment, the huge banquet hall became silent, and everyone was waiting for the wrath of the cold thunder.

At this time, his personal bodyguard broke through the crowd, quietly approached him, and whispered a few words in his ear.

The next second, the broken wine glass in his hand slipped from his palm and hit the table hard.