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"Huh? How many clothes are you cutting?"

"That's right!" Seeing that Feng Mian finally had a response, Song Xiang said happily, "Not only will I help you cut clothes, but if you feel bored staying at home, I can also take you out for a walk!"

There was a flash of struggle in Feng Mian's heart. He raised his eyes slightly, met Song Xiang's expectant eyes, and said with a serious smile: "Are you really willing to take me out for fun?"

"willing!"

"Okay!" Feng Mian glanced at her eyes vaguely, wanting to ask the question that he had been thinking about for a long time, but he couldn't open his mouth.

Song Xiang was sensitive to the fact that Feng Mian had something on his mind, but he didn't know how to ask without being too abrupt.

The two of them froze.

From the moment he got to know Feng Mian, Song Xiang knew that he was a young man who devoted himself to Buddha and was willing to abandon his emotions and desires for the sake of the scriptures.

But after really getting to know him, I felt that he was very pitiful. Not only was he bullied in the street by his original owner, but he was also groomed as a pawn in marriage by his biological mother, who wanted to wait for an opportunity to give him to a woman in her late fifties as a stepmother.

Song Xiang didn't want such a rebellious young man to fall from the altar, so he rescued him from his mother and gave him the right to freely choose his future.

But now, she felt that she had neglected Feng Mian a little. From bringing him home to trapping him in the back house, she never asked him what he wanted or liked. She seemed to be slowly consuming him by not asking. The interest rate is the same.

After a while, Song Xiang sighed and said guiltily: "Master Feng, let's talk!"

Feng Mian raised his eyes in shock: "What are you talking about?"

"Let's go to the study and talk!"

Song Xiang's sincere invitation was as gentle as water.

Feng Mian got up and followed Song Xiang to the study. He looked around calmly and saw that there were many books in the room and the decoration was fresh and elegant. He recognized Song Xiang's changes.

"Miss Song, please tell me..."

Feng Mian sat directly on the stool next to the table, his tone extremely cold.

On a flower stand behind the round table, there was a faint scent of sandalwood, which attracted all Feng Mian's attention.

Song Xiang walked up to Feng Mian and slowly knelt down. She raised her head and looked at Feng Mian seriously and said, "Master Feng, I was the one who ruined your reputation and made you suffer a lot. , but it is also because of this relationship that I can save you from the hands of the Feng Zhang family."

"I admit that I have done a lot of wrong things in the past, but I will do my best to make it up to you in the future. Can you give me a chance?"

Feng Mian's heart was up and down, and his eyes briefly met with Song Xiang's. He couldn't believe that she would squat down and talk to him. His mother had never treated his father like this...

Song Xiang continued to say frankly: "When I was young, I was obsessed with the beauty of the moonlighting master in the Elephant House, and I kept going to cheer him up. Later, I found out that he only wanted my money, so I cut off contact and started studying seriously... "

"Until a few days ago, I met a young man and fell in love with him. Who knew that he said that his love for me was all a lie to me. When I lost the person I liked, I suddenly realized that maybe this is God. Punish me for my previous recklessness!"

"I thought about it for a long time today. I feel that I am too insignificant and have let down too many people. I have to fulfill my childhood promise, I have to be responsible for provoking Nong Yue, and Mr. Feng..."

When Feng Mian heard this, his deep eyes slowly focused on Song Xiang's face, and his eyes lost their original calm: "Miss Song, what do you mean by this?"

"I want to ask Mr. Feng, what's on your mind?" Song Xiang lowered his posture, raised his head and said, "If Mr. Feng wants me to be responsible, I can marry Mr. Feng..."

Feng Mian's head was buzzing and his heart was swelling. He didn't know how to respond...

Song Xiang continued: "If Mr. Feng doesn't want me to be responsible and wants to find another wife, then I can take Mr. Feng with me when I go to Fucheng for the exam. There will be many talented girls, so Mr. Feng can take a good look and choose the one he likes. Wife!"

"You don't have to be afraid that the Feng Zhang family will know your whereabouts or threaten you with your marriage. I will protect you!"

Song Xiang had long ago handed over Feng Mian's Geng Tie and marriage papers to Feng Mian. After leaving Fengbian County, Feng Mian would have a better future for him to choose from.

Feng Mian was wearing a moonlit brocade robe today. He looked elegant and had a faint cold aura about him.

He said: "Are you really willing to take responsibility?"

Song Xiang raised his eyes and said without any doubt: "Of course I am willing to take responsibility, but the husband I married has many attendants, so I am afraid I will wrong you!"

She had to marry anyone the original owner had provoked, so she had no choice but to aggrieve Feng Mian.

Feng Mian's heart felt as if he had been pricked by a needle, and he felt slightly uncomfortable. He frowned, feeling that his thoughts were very confused.

"I don't know how to respond to you, my heart is very messy!"

Song Xiang said hurriedly: "Don't be in a hurry, I will always wait for you!"

Feng Mian nodded. He felt inexplicably unhappy when he thought that she said she wanted to marry a lot of husbands and attendants, so he asked, "You said you wanted to marry a lot of husbands and attendants. Who are they?"

Song Xiang's expression was slightly flustered. She lowered her eyes and said awkwardly like a child who had done something wrong: "Young Master Lu Zechuan of the Lu family, and Nong Yue..."

"Lu Zechuan? How did you get involved with him?" Feng Mian was confused and had forgotten the slightest discomfort.

"This is what happened..." Song Xiang stiffened his hair and finished telling the story of what the original owner did when he was a child. Then he raised his head uncomfortably and said guiltily: "It's all my fault. I made people wait for me for a year in vain... "

"Master Lu is also an infatuated person..." Feng Mian said softly, not knowing how he felt in his heart.

"So I plan to go to Miss Lu tomorrow to find out what she has to say. If her family is still willing to marry Lu Zechuan to me, then I will definitely take on this responsibility!"

Feng Mian nodded slightly and said with a somewhat erratic look, "Miss Song, compared to before, you are really a completely different person."

"I heard that Mr. Lu is two years older than me, but he has always stayed in the boudoir and did not want to get married..."

Feng Mian's eyebrows moved slightly, and he said softly: "Isn't this great? If the Lu family agrees, then Mr. Lu will be kind enough to be kind..."

Song Xiang was thoughtful and of course noticed Feng Mian's low mood. She raised her head and said softly: "Master Feng, I won't get married so soon. We will still be together for a long time in the future. You just need to think about us carefully." Just give me an answer, you don’t have to be too burdened!”

"No matter how we get along, I will always remember the instructions of your two sisters and I will definitely take good care of you!"

Feng Mian looked away and nodded almost imperceptibly.

Seeing that everything was settled, Song Xiang finally felt relieved.

"You should rest early, I'll go back first."

After sending Feng Mian there in person, Song Xiang returned to his room to sleep with confidence.

The next day, I finished my morning class.

Song Xiang came to Fuke Lai Restaurant as promised and found Lu Cailing in the wing room on the second floor.