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Chen Yueye was Chen Beidou's only son, so his death couldn't be a trivial matter.

But the one who found the body was Feng Wobai, and the matter became intriguing.

Everyone in Jinling City knows that the Chen family and the Feng family did not deal with each other. The two families have been fighting secretly for many years. The boss of the Feng family died. Now the Chen family is even worse. Even the sole heir lost his life. It's hard to tell which one is the real winner.

It stands to reason that when Chen Yueye died, the Feng family was the most suspected one, but now the youngest Feng went out to catch a fish, and insisted on catching himself as a "witness", and in a funny way, the Feng family was taken from the whole family. It was picked out of the incident, which was so absurd that it made people laugh.

After all, there is no reason to kill someone and fish the corpse up on purpose.

"Where's the third child?" Feng Qisong turned his back to Qian Shan, pulled up his trousers again, and rubbed the back of Bai Hemian's neck regretfully, knowing that it would be difficult for him to be so close to him when he woke up.

Qian Shan stared at the mud on the toe of the shoe intently, without squinting: "I was so scared that I fainted, I just sent the third master to the hospital."

Feng Qisong felt amused again.

Bai Hemian laughed unceremoniously: "It's useless!"

If it were him, he would be so happy to see the son of the murderer who killed his brother die suddenly.

"That's good." Feng Qisong waited for Bai Hemian to finish his music before he spoke, "The third child is so dizzy, Chen Beidou can't connect his son's death with the Feng family."

"...He still has to thank us for helping him find his son."

"But after all, it's on the bright side." Bai Hemian managed to find some strength, sat up, peeked at the door of the ward secretly, saw Qianshan Quail's head hanging down, and instantly breathed a sigh of relief, deceiving himself that The servant didn't see anything, "Chen Beidou is not a fool, no matter how clean the Feng family is, they will definitely guess us in the end."

How can the pain of losing a child be dismissed with just a few words?

Besides, ordinary people don't know Feng Laosan's character, so is someone like Chen Beidou who has been a deputy commander for many years still not clear?

In the Feng family, only the eldest and the second child watch some, and the remaining youngest is A Dou who can't afford to support him. He only knows how to drink and listen to the theater all day long, and never cares about family affairs.

"It's okay, even if he hates us now, he can only wait for the third child to wake up before going to the police station to give a statement."

As soon as Feng Qisong finished speaking, Bai Hemian couldn't wait to ask: "But Third Master Feng also went to the mansion that day, what if he slipped his mouth at the police station, what should we do?"

No one spoke for a long time in the ward.

Feng Qisong looked at Bai Hemian thoughtfully, and after a while, pinched his chin and pulled him into his arms: "You hate him?"

"I hate it." Bai Hemian nodded, "Second Brother Feng, tell me, who would like a fiancé who broke the engagement?"

"You just hate him because he broke the engagement?"

"More than that." Bai Hemian's expression turned cold, "What I reject is not tearing up the engagement itself, but that he regrets the marriage because of the decline of my Bai family and because of me becoming the oiran."

"……Do you know what I mean?"

The smile on the corner of Feng Qisong's mouth became more and more obvious following Bai Hemian's words.

He got it.

What made Bai Hemian angry was never that Feng Lao San refused to marry him, but that the third master of the Feng family disliked the poor and loved the rich, and when he was in a state of desperation, he even tore up the marriage contract and made him a joke for everyone.

"There are tens of thousands of ways to separate in the world. If the third master doesn't choose to get together or leave, he insists on tearing his face apart. No wonder I will give him little shoes to wear in the future."

The fiancé has become a little sister-in-law, and she is still such an overbearing male sister-in-law like Bai Hemian, Feng Lao San really deserves it.

Feng Qisong listened to what he said thoughtfully, but the corners of Qian Shan standing in front of the door twitched, looking at Feng Erye no longer looked like he was looking at the deputy commander in Jinling City who was strategizing, but seemed to be looking at the color that made his mind faint The faint king.

Look at what young master Bai said!

Whose married man dares to wear small shoes for his brother-in-law?

This is the only one that the second master Feng is used to.

Not only was he rambunctious all day long, but he also disturbed the inner house, but if he really quieted down, no one would be at ease.

Asking about one of the things he cared about most in his heart, Feng Qisong's tense back relaxed a bit, and he said to Bai Hemian, "You will be staying in the hospital tonight."

"What about you?"

"I still have something to do..."

"You're going to leave me alone in the hospital?" Bai Hemian widened her eyes in disbelief when she heard that, "Second Brother Feng, you've already done that kind of thing to me, and you still have the guts to give up?"

As soon as the words finished, Feng Qisong pinched the bridge of his nose gently: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Qian Shan also held back his laughter.

Young Master Bai was thick-skinned, and he hugged Feng Qisong's waist without letting go: "I don't care, I will go wherever you go."

"I have to deal with the third child's affairs." Second Master Feng couldn't resist him, so he had to tell the truth, "Chen Yueye is dead, Chen Beidou will never let it go, you come with me, I'm afraid you will see some dirty things."

"Dirty things?" Bai Hemian sneered, "I'm not afraid of Chen Yueye alive, and even less afraid of dead."

Feng Qisong was silent, put on the coat for the young master, and took him away together.

"Second master, young master..." Qian Shan took advantage of Bai Hemian to run downstairs, and secretly talked to Feng Qisong, "How can you endure it?"

That Chen Yueye had been soaked in the water for so many days, he died long ago.

"Listen to him being brave." Feng Qisong was relaxed, watching Bai Hemian bouncing downstairs, "When you get to the police station, you must be sluggish!"

That is to say, Second Lord Feng knew that Bai Hemian was a paper tiger, and it was seen but not used.

Don't look at him now swearing that he is not afraid, when he really arrives at the destination, he will definitely not dare to go in.

As soon as I walked out of the hospital, smoke and fire came in my face, and the streets were full of hawkers hanging up lanterns.

When Bai Hemian had a fever, the sky hadn't completely cleared up yet, but now that he was out of the hospital, it wasn't raining anymore, the sky was full of bright stars, the ground was bustling, and the sky was also bustling.

Qian Shan bought half a watermelon from somewhere, and asked Bai Hemian to dig and eat.

"You are not allowed to eat ice cream in the future." Feng Qisong got into the car and dug the melon into small pieces for him.

Bai Hemian followed closely: "Second Brother Feng, you have said this once."

"I said ten times that you won't remember it!" Feng Qisong glanced at him, then looked away again.

But Bai Hemian leaned on Second Master Feng's arm sweating profusely, when Second Master Feng looked at him, he curled his lips into a smile.

He didn't know what he was laughing at, his eyes were hooked, and he took the bait directly to the tip of Feng Qisong's heart.

Feng Qisong endured it again and again, but still couldn't hold back, he lowered his head and licked the watermelon juice from the corner of his lips.

Bai Hemian already knew that Second Brother Feng liked him, and he had a certain ability to accept this relatively intimate behavior, but he still hid symbolically for a while, and then stuffed the watermelon into Feng Qisong's arms.

"Don't eat?"

"You've finished eating what you dug up." Bai Hemian is really a young master, watching people order dishes, what didn't you eat when the family was down and down?When Second Master Feng came back, he became proud instead.

Feng Qisong got used to him and dug a few more pieces.

Bai Hemian ate the watermelon, leaning his head on Brother Feng's shoulder, little by little, like a group of little birds pecking at rice.

If they didn't feel close, no one would be so unscrupulous.

Feng Qisong's heart moved slightly, he always felt that Young Master Bai treated him differently than before: "He Mian."

"Huh?" He was too busy eating watermelon to raise his head.

Feng Qisong lightly pressed his hand on the back of Bai Hemian's neck, and asked hesitantly, "Have you never fallen in love with anyone?"

The small spoon fell from his hand, splashing a puddle of watermelon juice.

Whether he loves it or not, Bai Hemian has never considered it.

In other words, he thought about it, but didn't think about any meaningful results.

Can he talk about love for the regular customer who once took care of him?

Maybe so.

Bai Hemian frowned worriedly.

In the past, when he received a letter from a regular customer, his heart would beat faster, he would feel that he had met a confidant, and he would toss and turn because the time between two letters was too long.

But after marrying Brother Feng, he hadn't thought of a regular customer for a long time.

Bai Hemian pounded the watermelon, and gave Feng Qisong a sideways look: "Who says I haven't loved?"

Even if he never loved, he couldn't lose face.

"Tell me." Feng Qisong pinched the bridge of his nose again.

Bai Hemian didn't hide, but stared straight at Second Brother Feng: "Didn't Second Brother Feng know?"

He meant something: "That regular customer."

Everyone in Jinling knew that Bai Hemian had been kidnapped before, it was no secret, and he didn't want to hide it.

Feng Qisong's eyes darkened a bit: "Do you love him?"

"Love..." As soon as Bai Hemian said the word "love", he felt chills all over his body, and the watermelon in his arms was no longer tasty, so he quickly changed his words, "Whether you love it or not, what's the point of saying it now?"

"I'm with you, so naturally I won't be entangled with my past lovers."

Little Young Master Bai didn't know that his old friend was the left hand of Second Master Feng, so the relationship was very clear.

Unexpectedly, the relationship was too clear, and Feng Qisong's heart became angry again.

Second Master Feng sneered secretly.

It's always like this, Young Master Bai is always like this.

There was so much affection in the letter before, but now it is so ungrateful and ungrateful.

"Oh." Feng Qisong squeezed Bai Hemian's chin, forcing him to look directly into his eyes, "Really?"

"Really." Bai Hemian still had a watermelon in his mouth, and answered vaguely. He didn't know how to get angry when his jaw was pinched, and he leaned forward, showing a cheeky smile at Second Brother Feng.

I don't know what to do.

However, Feng Qisong just couldn't do anything to him, and the hand pinching Bai Hemian's chin lost strength.

He didn't realize that he had escaped a catastrophe, holding a watermelon, sitting cross-legged on the back seat, muttering to himself: "Oh, Brother Feng, why do you keep bringing up the past?"

"What's in the past, let it go."

What Young Master Bai wanted to pass away was his former good friend, while what Second Master Feng wanted to pass away was a memory engraved in his heart.

Feng Qisong pondered for a moment, put away the heavy eyes, stretched out his hand and rubbed Bai Hemian's head: "Some things are hard to get over."

Just like Feng Qingzhu's death, like the third child's dissatisfaction with him.

"Second Brother Feng?" He keenly sensed that Feng Qisong's mood was wrong.

Feng Qisong did not respond to Bai Hemian's question, but frowned as the car gradually slowed down and asked, "What happened to the reporter in front?"

The police station was very close to Huashan Hospital, and before Bai Hemian had finished eating all the watermelon Feng Qisong had dug, the car was blocked by reporters.

It was even more lively than the day Er Ye Feng returned to Jinling City, with dark figures surrounding the slowly parked cars.

"Second Master Feng, what happened to your marriage with Young Master Bai?"

"I heard that you robbed your brother's daughter-in-law, is this true?"

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