Underdog Versus Boss

A week later, the wound on Feng Qize's arm had healed, and because of the meticulous care, there was no problem.

After he recovered from his injury, what he wanted to do most was to throw a woman down and eat a vicious meal to make up for his monk life this past week.

Xie Qianning was so tired that she lay on the bed panting, her hair was slightly messy, her smooth back was alluring, and her lower body was covered with a thin silk quilt. The whole figure seemed to be drained, and there was no energy left.

If she had to deal with his life every day, she would definitely be exhausted. I really don't know where his energy came from?

Feng Qize lay on her side, also naked, with one hand supporting her head, and one hand walking on her smooth beautiful back, with an unfinished look, smelling the fragrance from her body, and enjoying herself. Enjoyment.

"I really want to eat you with your bones."

She was so angry that she was tired, and it took a long time before she replied weakly, "Eat me all now, then you won't have to eat the next meal."

"So I just watch, don't eat, save the next meal and eat." He leaned down, leaving a string of soft kisses on her back, and then lightly pressed against her, stretched his long arms, and took her Hold it in your arms, rubbing against her.

Just holding her, it feels very subtle.

"I really convinced you." She was still lying down on her stomach, closing her eyes, and letting him do whatever he wanted on her.

There are many things, as long as she gets used to it, she is used to his existence and the taste on his body, and she does not reject it at all. Open Zewei.

Feng Qize rubbed her body for a long time, playing with her hair with his hand, and falling into the front cabinet inadvertently, remembering that there was a wooden box inside, so he asked casually, "Qianning, you Don’t you plan to open that box and take a look? Uncle said that it’s your dowry inside, so you should take a look."

Originally he was not curious at all, but yesterday he accidentally saw her staring at the box in a daze, so he took it to heart. She said on the surface that she didn't care and didn't want to pay attention, but he knew, she thought, she wanted very much, but the resentment in her heart prompted her to cover it up.

As soon as Xie Qianning heard about the wooden box, the fatigue of his body disappeared. He slowly opened his eyes, turned to lie down, looked at him with a serious face, and said gravely: "I don't want to know what's inside, so I won't turn on."

"Did you know that when you lie, you have sadness in your eyes, so you are not telling you to lie. You can pretend that you don’t care, or you can deceive yourself that you don’t care, but you can’t change the facts, you care. Right." He tenderly unveiled her cover-up, just wanting to know the true thoughts deep in her heart.

She was a little displeased, put her head aside, did not look at him, and said indifferently: "I said that I don't care, I don't care."

"Since you don't care, why do you still keep the wooden box? You keep it to prove that you care, you just don't want to face it."

"I will throw away the wooden box tomorrow." She said in anger, just unwilling to admit that she cares about the wooden box.

If you admit that you care about the wooden box, then admit that you miss your mother. From the day her mother betrayed her father and discarded her, she told herself the hard truth in her heart that her mother was dead and dead.

"Can you change everything by throwing the box away?" He continued to persuade her, trying to help her open the knot.

"I'm tired and want to sleep." She didn't want to say anything. She closed her eyes, pulled up the quilt, covered her head, and evaded the topic using sleep as an excuse.

He didn't ask any more, didn't want to see her sad and sad, and decided in his heart to find out who her mother was and what happened back then. Only by clarifying things can he help her open the knot so that she can be happier.

He met her mother several times when he was young, but he was not very impressed, let alone her name. Now it seems that he can only ask Xie Zhengfeng.

Early the next morning, Feng Qize got up early in the morning and went to the garden to find Xie Zhengfeng.

Xie Zhengfeng has taken over a lot of business. He is busy taking care of the flowers and plants every day. Although a little tired, he is very happy. However, the only things that bother him are Ning Yan and Xie Mingshan. These two people come here almost every day to bother him and plan to use harassment tactics. , It made him very embarrassed, he drove them away every day, and said some hurtful things every day, and said too much, and felt uncomfortable in his heart.

At this time, footsteps came from behind. He thought the mother and son were coming again, so he didn't turn his head or get up. He squatted there and got the flowers, and said angrily: "Why are you here again? Not with you Have you said that, you are not welcome here, hurry up. If you let Mr. Feng know that your mother and daughter are here, you have to be angry, you can go."

"..."

Feng Qize walked into the garden and saw Xie Zhengfeng planting flowers in the garden, so he walked over. He heard what he said before he made a sound. An anger rose in his heart. Jian eyebrows clenched and said coldly:" Don’t Ning Yan and Xie Mingshan come here often?"

When Xie Zhengfeng heard Feng Qize's voice, he hurriedly put down the work in his hands, immediately got up and turned around, smiling awkwardly, "It turned out to be Mr. Feng, I thought --"

"You thought it was Ning Yan and Xie Mingshan, didn't you? Uncle, I said that this mother and daughter are not allowed to come here, should you remember?"

"Remember, of course, because of this, I chase them away every time they come. Hey, why are you here alone today, Qian Ning?" Xie Zhengfeng looked around and found no sign of Xie Qianning, suddenly a little worried. , "Did something happen to Qian Ning?"

"She's fine, all right."

"Mr. Feng came to see me alone today, there must be something. Why don't we go inside and say that I recently made some scented tea, which is not bad. I will make a pot and let you taste it."

"Uncle, don't have to be so troublesome. I just wanted to ask you something. I'll leave when I'm done." Feng Qize called him, not letting him work in vain.

Xie Zhengfeng stood still and asked calmly: "What do you want to ask me, is it about Qianning?"

"Yes. I want to know who Qian Ning's mother is and why did she leave that year? Originally, I wanted to ask Qian Ning, but she seemed sad and didn't want to say much, so I had to ask you."

"Why do you suddenly want to ask this?"

"I want to help Qian Ning open this knot. Although she never mentions it, I can still see how there is a knot in her heart, and it's just like a dead knot. If this knot doesn't open, she might be afraid You will be affected by this knot for the rest of your life. Uncle, tell me, what is going on?"

"Hey--" Xie Zhengfeng didn't say immediately, but sighed heavily, and said with emotion: "This incident is really a trick of God, in fact, you can't completely blame Qian Ning's mother."

"Why do you say that, what is Qian Ning's mother's name?"

Only after knowing the name can the identity be checked. After more than ten years, Qian Ning’s mother’s identity has probably not changed.

"She's Lin Shurou."

"what?"

Hearing the three words ‘Lin Shurou’, Feng Qize seemed particularly surprised.

Of course he was surprised. Jufeng once said that the president of Tianxiang Bank is Lin Shurou. Are they the same person? Are they the same name and surname, but different people?

No matter what it is, the president of Tianxiang Bank will definitely check it.

Xie Zhengfeng saw him so surprised, so he asked in confusion, "Why, does Mr. Feng know Lin Shurou?"

"I don't know." Feng Qize denied directly, saying nothing, and continued to ask: "Uncle, why did Lin Shurou leave Xie Zhengqi back then, and why do you say that Lin Shurou can't be blamed for this incident?"

"Not many people know about this. My brother died, only I and Lin Shurou knew about it. Originally, I wanted to tell Qian Ning the truth, but my brother wouldn't let it. I had to keep this secret. Because he was afraid that Qian Ning would go to her mother after knowing the truth, and then eat the bones."

"Uncle, don't go around, tell me everything quickly."

He is now more and more anxious to know.

"I swear to my brother that I will never tell the truth to anyone in this life."

"Would you like to watch Qian Ning be tortured by heart knots all his life? You all know the truth, why don't you tell it? Now that I protect her, no one can touch her hair, let alone eat her bones. Uncle Concealment is not the solution to the problem. Speaking out and facing reality, this is the best solution."

"Hey--"

Xie Zhengfeng sighed again, hesitating whether to say? In fact, I really want to say it, but I don't want to break the oath and make it difficult.

Feng Qize was waiting for the answer and decided in his heart that no matter what, he must know everything today.

However, just when Xie Zhengfeng was about to say something, two unexpected guests came and interrupted everything.

Ning Yan and Xie Mingshan came again. They walked into the garden and saw Feng Qize was also there. They were a little surprised and nervous. They didn't know what to do for a while. .

Xie Mingshan kept looking at Feng Qize with both eyes, with a strong love, smiled more beautifully than a flower, and greeted gently, "It turns out that Master Feng is also here, hello."

It seems that they are really destined, otherwise they won't meet unexpectedly many times. Since there is fate, she can't give up easily.

Ning Yan was in no mood to say hello, she was scared when she saw Feng Qize, and whispered: "Mingshan, let's go back first."

"Mom, you have to be patient in everything. As long as you have patience, everything can be solved. These days we come to my father every day, haven't you noticed that his attitude is getting softer? If you work harder, he will definitely forgive you. So don't give up." Xie Mingshan explained in a low voice, and after speaking, she continued to look at Feng Qize with a smile, casting an admiring look.

As long as the skill is deep and the iron rod is ground into a needle, she firmly believes in this truth.

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