Too late to say I love you

As soon as Murongfeng's motorcade entered the governor's mansion, the third lady sat up from the bed and looked around. The two children lying side by side were still sleeping very soundly.Can't help but sigh, it's great to be a child, at least once you lie down, you will be carefree!She tossed and turned there and didn't take a look at her most of the night.Before she had time to think, she quickly put on her clothes and walked out of the bedroom.As soon as he reached the corner of the stairs on the first floor, he saw the fourth younger brother and Shen Jiaping rushing in, looking at their expressions, they were not happy.

"Fourth brother." She called softly, and walked down to meet Murong Feng.

Murong Feng walked past the third lady without saying a word, and went straight upstairs.

Third Miss looked at Shen Jiaping who was following behind, and Shen Jiaping shook his head at Third Miss with a solemn expression.

Both of them thought that Murong Feng was going to the study room, but they didn't expect him to turn right when he went up to the second floor, and walked directly to Miss San's bedroom.Jia Ping stayed outside the bedroom, while Miss San followed her in.But he saw Murong Feng sitting quietly on the edge of the bed, looking down at the two sleeping children.Third Miss also stood quietly by the side without saying a word.He looks at his child, and she looks at her fourth brother.I don't know how long it took, Murong Feng stretched out his hand to pull up the quilt, and then gently touched the faces of the two children, then slowly stood up, turned sideways and walked slowly towards the door of the bedroom, until his footsteps stopped. The moment he walked out of the room, he turned his head back to the front and looked away from the bed.

He walked a few steps in the corridor, then stopped suddenly, as if he had just noticed the third lady who had been following him all this time, turned around and smiled at the third lady: "Sanjie, go and rest quickly."

"Fourth brother, I have something to tell you."

He nodded quietly and walked to the living room on the second floor.As soon as I entered the living room, I grabbed the teacup on the coffee table, regardless of whether there was water in it, whether it was cold or hot, I raised my head and poured it, then fell heavily on the sofa, tilted my head back, and closed the cup. eyes.The teacup was still in his hand, no one knew whether he had had anything to drink, in fact he himself didn't know.

The third lady sat gently beside him, and called out worriedly: "Fourth brother."

Murong Feng didn't move, and didn't respond.

"Fourth brother, Jinzhi is not pregnant at all." The third lady paused for a while before speaking again, she hoped that the news would make fourth brother happy.

"What?" Murong Feng suddenly opened his eyes and sat up straight.Shen Jiaping who was standing next to him also widened his eyes and looked at Third Miss.

"Really, she's not pregnant." Third Miss confirmed again.

"Heh", "Heh", Murong Feng smiled wryly several times, but the smile was still incomplete.

Third Miss stroked his shoulder, and then talked about what happened during the day in detail.Hearing that, Murong Feng's eyes were getting redder, his breathing was getting heavier, and his fists were getting tighter and tighter.Suddenly there was a creak, the third lady and Jia Ping followed the prestige, but saw the bright red blood coming out of Murong Feng's hand holding the tea cup, obviously the tea cup was crushed by him forcefully!

"Fourth brother!" "Fourth young master!" Miss San and Shen Jiaping wanted to pull his injured hand in a hurry, but he raised his other hand to block it.The two looked up at him worriedly, seeing the hatred in his eyes getting heavier and heavier, and the muscles on his face getting tighter and tighter.

After a long time, with a puff, he let go of his hand.The blood-splattered tiles fell to the ground and scattered, but the dark red blood continued to drip from his hands.

"Jiaping, is the newspaper out yet?"

"Fourth Young Master, I didn't notify the newspaper office in time in the rush two days ago. I have notified you this morning and it will be published in tomorrow's newspaper." Jiaping's voice was cautious and timid. He was not worried that Fourth Young Master would blame him, but really couldn't bear to see it again. The Fourth Young Master hurt himself again because of his dissatisfaction, but what the Fourth Young Master said next surprised him.

"Withdraw!"

"What? Withdrawn? Well, I'm afraid the newspapers will be printed by now."

"If it's printed, I'll withdraw it!"

"Fourth Young Master?" "Pei Lin?" Both Shen Jiaping and Third Miss looked at Murong Feng suspiciously.

"Don't go soon!"

"Yes!" Jia Ping just walked to the door when he was stopped again.

"Wait, call Lawyer Smith of the British firm, I want to see him now!"

"Fourth brother, what are you?" Miss San was really confused, and Jia Ping also turned around suspiciously.

Murongfeng took a deep breath, and stared fiercely into the distance: "Just a statement is too cheap for her, I want to take her to court."

"Right? Fourth Young Master, you want to sue for divorce?" Shen Jiaping was completely stunned!From beating Xu Jianzhang to death to returning to the military governor's mansion, Murongfeng kept a gloomy face all the way and didn't say a word.When the car turned to the fork in the Governor's Mansion, he was still worried that the Fourth Young Master would order the driver to turn the car to the road leading to the Cheng Mansion; when the tea cup was broken just now, he was still worried that the Fourth Young Master would draw out his gun and charge at the next moment. Go out to find Cheng Jinzhi to settle accounts.He had thought of all the consequences, but he didn't expect the fourth young master to take the road of litigation and divorce.I have heard of this kind of litigation divorce, but it is very rare. Public statements, divorce letters, and divorce are still popular among the people. It's a shame!The most famous scandal was when Concubine Wen Ruo applied for a divorce from the last emperor Puyi, but after all, Wen Ruo is also a vulnerable group, and it is reasonable to protest to the powerful under the influence of new thoughts, and in the end it was Wen Ruo Great concessions were made, and the two parties settled out of court.But the current Fourth Young Master, the supreme ruler of the twelve provinces, isn't that what he says?Is it necessary to let the judge appointed by oneself, according to the law formulated by oneself, pretend to have a first-instance trial, and then pretend to declare a divorce?How will it end?If this news gets out, the sensation will probably be even worse than that of the last emperor, and it will definitely be reported in the newspapers as a scandal!

The third miss was even more worried about the honor of the Murong family: "Fourth brother, after all, family ugliness should not be publicized, you do this..."

"Hmph, then let me embarrass myself with her." Murongfeng leaned his head heavily on the sofa again, closed his eyes, and within a few seconds, he sat up straight again, "Jiaping, Pai People closely monitor every move of everyone in the Cheng family, including communications, and don't give them any chance to make trouble. In addition, Wuchi should also send more people to prevent any accidents."

"Yes!"

He waved at Jiaping, and slowly leaned back on the sofa.

When Lawyer Smith left, it was already dawn, and Shen Jiaping kindly advised Murong Feng to go back to the bedroom to rest, but Murong Feng unceremoniously kicked him out.As soon as Shen Jiaping went out, Murong Feng fell down on the sofa and fell asleep.

Murong Feng didn't know how long he had slept in a daze, when he suddenly felt a small thing crawling on top of him, moving around there, frowning slightly, and when he was about to have an attack, he woke up instantly, closed his eyes and raised his hand lightly , he grabbed a small hand that was touching his face, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Ruirui lying on his body.

"Giggle cluck..."

"Rui Rui, why did you wake up so early?"

"Dad, what's wrong with your hand?" Ruirui asked back while grabbing his bandaged hand in the middle of the night.

"Father's hand is fine!" Murongfeng replied, turned his head to look around subconsciously, and asked, "Why are you alone, where is my sister?"

"As soon as I got up, my aunt said that I had to comb Yueyue's hair, so I ran out to play alone."

"So did you wash your face?"

"No." Ruirui shook his head.

"Then dad will help you wash your face, okay?"

"I don't wash."

"why?"

"I don't want to wash!"

Murong Feng raised his head, put it close to Rui Rui's face, sniffed it exaggeratedly, then quickly turned his head to the side: "Wow, it stinks."

Rui Rui giggled, turned Murong Feng's head back, forced his own head on it, followed Murong Feng's example, sniffed it exaggeratedly, and shouted: "Father's face smells so bad, too!" !"

For a while, the father and son compared each other, and there was constant laughter in the small living room.

Finally, enough laughing, Murongfeng sat up holding his son: "Ruirui, you don't want to wash your face, how about we go and see my sister comb her hair?"

"Okay! Dad, let's go, Dad, let's go!" Ruirui immediately jumped off Murongfeng's lap, grabbed a hand and pulled it out hard.

In the bedroom, Miss San was concentrating on combing Yue Yue's hair with her back to the door.

"Yueyueyueyue, Dad is here!" As soon as Ruirui entered the bedroom door, he threw away Murongfeng's hand and cheered.

"Father, Daddy, I miss you so much!" Yue Yue threw herself at Murong Feng who walked in, ignoring that her hair was still in her aunt's hands.

"Father misses Yueyue so much too!" Murong Feng hugged the little girl up, raised his mouth and kissed the little girl twice.

"Rui Rui, Dad is sleeping, why did you quarrel with Dad?" Third Miss blamed Rui Rui who was still having fun.

"It's okay, third sister, I can't bear to sleep now."

"Fourth brother, you've been too tired recently, you've finally stayed at home, go to sleep for a while."

"No need!" Murong Feng answered Third Sister, then turned his head to Yue Yue, "How about Dad playing with Yue Yue at home today?"

"Okay, okay!" Yueyue clapped her hands happily, and her unfinished hair danced with the large swing of her upper body.

Murongfeng stroked her hair lovingly, and sat down on the sofa: "Then, how about Daddy combing your hair for you first?"

"Yeah!"

"Peilin, can you comb?"

"I can learn it!" Murong Feng reached out and took the comb from the third sister's hand, and Yue Yue obediently stood in front of her father.

After a long time, a very simple but not very delicate hairstyle finally came out.Fortunately, the little girl has a pretty face, and even if her hairstyle is ugly, she can't take advantage of her ugliness, but the always particular third sister still doesn't like it.

"Pei Lin, if Jing Wan sees this hairstyle you have done, she will definitely scold you."

Murongfeng held his daughter's head, looked left and right for a long time, and then said to the third sister aggrievedly: "It's not ugly!"

"Wow, our Yueyue is so beautiful!" Murongfeng started to imitate Wang Po's selling melons, but it wasn't enough, so he turned around and asked Ruirui, "Is my sister very beautiful?"

"Well, beautiful!" In the eyes of four-year-old Ruirui, when did mother and younger sister not look beautiful?

"Hehehehe..." After her father and brother praised her, Yue Yue tilted her head and smiled beautifully. This smile immediately won Murong Feng's heart!He immediately hugged the little girl to his lap, and as soon as he lowered his head, he kissed the little girl's cheek hard!

"Father, Yueyue didn't wash her face either!" Ruirui said with a smirk next to her.

"Oh?" Murong Feng took the opportunity to kiss again, "It smells so good!"

"Hehehehe..." Yue Yue laughed even more happily.

"Daddy will take you to wash your face, okay?"

"well!"

"Pei Lin, don't your hands get wet?" Third Sister asked worriedly.

"It's okay, Third Sister." Murong Feng said and pulled the two children up to the bathroom.

The third sister sat there, looking at their backs with a smile, not planning to follow them.Maybe something will happen tomorrow, let him be a good father today!

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