He died to save me, and was reborn to be favored by him

After seated.

Feng Zhenlin looked at Qiao Wangshu and was the first to speak: "Wangshu, I'm sorry, I can't help you."

Qiao Wangshu's attitude towards him changed a little: "You have tried your best, no need to apologize, I should thank you."

Feng Zhenlin retreated to advance: "You probably have something private to say, so we'll take our leave now."

The attitude is extremely humble.

An Ning didn't know why the Feng family father and son were so nice to Qiao Wangshu, but she didn't ask him in person.

People come eagerly to help.

It's already half past eleven.

How could Qiao Wangshu let them leave in disgrace? "It's noon, let's eat together."

Feng Zhenlin's eyes were slightly red: "Okay, then we won't be polite."

An Ning was even more confused!

What's the matter?

She just accompanied her parents on a trip to Harbin.

What happened to this world?

She looked at Mo Beizhou inquiringly.

Mo Beizhou obviously knew about it. He fiddled with his phone for a while, pointed at his own phone, and then pointed at An Ning.

An Ning understood that he asked her to look at his phone, so she took it out and looked at it.

Mo Beizhou: [Things are complicated, I’ll talk to you later]

An Ning: [Hmm]

At the lunch table.

Everyone had a poor appetite.

But worrying won’t help, you can only adjust your mindset.

Feng Junmu sat at the end, lowering his head to eat the white rice in his bowl, trying to reduce his presence. He knew that it was Qiao Wangshu who persuaded his father to come to him and talk to him. He was satisfied that Qiao Wangshu cared about his life or death. He didn't dare to ask for anything else, because he was not supposed to be in this world.

Qiao Wangshu noticed that he didn't pick up any food, so he asked him, "Why don't you eat some food? Why are you just eating rice?"

Feng Junmu didn't know what to say.

Qiao Wangshu stood up, took the serving chopsticks and put some food on his plate.

They had dinner together.

She had a rough idea of ​​what he liked to eat.

Qiao Wangshu put down his chopsticks and sat back in his seat: "You weren't so shy before, why are you so shy all of a sudden? Eat more, don't be shy."

Feng Junmu pursed his lips and said, "Thank you, sister... Third Madam."

He finally swallowed back the word "sister".

But everyone seemed to hear him call "sister".

It just happened too fast.

Just a short breath.

It seems like he called me sister.

It seemed like he didn't shout.

Qiao Wangshu instantly understood why he didn't pick up any food and didn't talk much, and he felt a stab in his heart. After all, he was the most innocent and pitiful person in the whole thing. He was brought into this world by the old lady of the Feng family. Lin Qian denounced him as a monster, and after Feng Zhenlin woke up, he refused to acknowledge that he had a son. During this period of time, he must have been under great psychological pressure.

Compared to him, Qiao Wangshu at least had the love of his mother since childhood.

And all the relatives around him don't love him.

Qiao Wangshu couldn't bear to see him being so cautious and uneasy, so he paused for a few seconds, as if he had made up his mind, and said, "You're welcome, you...if you want, just call me sister."

Feng Junmu's eyes lit up immediately, and he smiled with two shallow dimples: "Sister."

A crying voice said, "Sister."

Choked with grievance.

You can also hear the undisguised joy and happiness.

Qiao Wangshu's eyes reddened: "Well, let's eat."

"Okay, let's eat." Feng Junmu picked up the dish that Qiao Wangshu gave him, a big piece of it, and stuffed it all into his mouth. As the young master of the Feng family, he was brought up by the old lady of the Feng family and followed the rules. He had never lost his temper like this in his life.

Feng Zhenlin's eyes also turned red.

Wangshu recognized his younger brother.

Will you be willing to acknowledge him as your father very soon?

Some things cannot be rushed.

Feng Zhenlin was happy in his heart, but he did not act rashly.

What did An Ning suddenly understand?

Could it be that Feng Zhenlin is Wangshu's biological father...

I go!

What kind of bloody plot is this?

She looked at Mo Beizhou again.

Mo Beizhou nodded.

An Ning confirmed her guess.

No wonder the Feng family father and son would help as lobbyists.

It turned out that it was to please Wangshu.

After lunch.

Everyone sat together and talked again.

They really have no right to interfere too much in the Li family's affairs.

The result of the discussion is...

Maintaining the status quo!

Let’s first see how Li Tingchuan responds.

If he really loved Shen Ruoyan, he would definitely find a way to escape. If he couldn't even walk out of the Li family's old house, no one could help him even if they wanted to. And he had the greatest responsibility for the whole thing. If he hadn't offered to support Shen Ruoyan, how could Shen Ruoyan come to him on her own? If he had pursued Shen Ruoyan and had a serious relationship with Shen Ruoyan, he wouldn't have been caught by Madam Li. Things have turned out like this, he has to show his attitude!

Qiao Wangshu asked Feng Junmu to call her sister.

The relationship has become closer.

The father and son of the Feng family shamelessly stayed from noon to afternoon.

Qiao Wangshu had no choice but to invite them to have dinner again.

Today is Monday.

Qiao Wangshu is going to the studio to teach.

The Mo family's dinner started at 4:30.

After dinner.

The Feng family father and son felt embarrassed to stay any longer, so they stood up and said goodbye.

Qiao Wangshu saw them off.

How could Mo Beichen not send it off?

Everyone stood up to see him off.

It was freezing cold outside, so the only thing we had to do was to escort them out the front door of the main villa.

Standing in the porch.

Feng Junmu looked at Qiao Wangshu with a smile: "Sister, my father and I are living in Beijing recently. If you need our help with anything, just give us a call. The hotel we are staying in is very close to here, and it only takes ten minutes to drive there."

Qiao Wangshu nodded: "Well, take care of yourself and relax about everything. Those things are not your fault. Don't let your imagination run wild. I see that you have lost a lot of weight and are almost unrecognizable."

Feng Junmu seemed a little shy and scratched his head: "I will, and you too. Don't worry too much about Mr. Li and Miss Shen. There will always be a way out. There will definitely be a way out."

Qiao Wangshu nodded again.

Feng Junmu turned to look at Mo Beichen, and immediately took up the mantle of brother-in-law: "Brother-in-law, take good care of my sister and don't bully her."

How could Mo Beichen have imagined that this boy was actually his brother-in-law!

But it's a good thing that there are two more people who love his Shushu.

He nodded: "Yeah."

After the Feng family father and son left.

An Ning wants to leave too.

She talked to Shen Ruoyan on the phone and wanted to go and accompany Shen Ruoyan, but Shen Ruoyan refused.

I think Shen Ruoyan must be feeling very uncomfortable right now, so it would be better to leave her alone.

Qiao Wangshu pulled Mo Beichen back to the house.

Mo Beixiao followed him into the house consciously.

Soon, only An Ning and Mo Beizhou were left in the corridor.

Mo Beizhou immediately wagged his tail: "Sister, can I take you home? Didn't you promise me before that I would treat you to a meal when you return to Beijing? I will pick you up at your house after get off work tomorrow."

How could An Ning have that kind of thought right now? Besides, she had other things to do: "Wait a few days. I just came back and have some things to deal with."

Mo Beizhou curled his lips: "Are you going to regret it?"

An Ning said helplessly: "No regrets, if something really happens, I'll call you in a few days."

After getting her promise, Mo Beizhou smiled brightly: "Okay, then I'll wait for your call."

An Ning nodded: "Yeah."

Mo Beizhou warned: "The road is slippery, drive slowly."

"Oh, I see."

"Send me a WeChat message when you get home."

"it is good."

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