Mo Feixue did not answer Aunt Feng, how can she be soft and simple between her and Leng Qianye? She harmed his company and lost a lawsuit. He hated her.

Then, then

"Miss, stubborn can not eat meals."

This woman is as stubborn as Ms. Qian Xue. The more Aunt Feng saw her, the more she felt like Miss Qian Xue. If it wasn't for Miss Qian Xue's death, she would really think she was Miss Qian Xue when she grew up.

Probably Master will think so, but she is like Miss Qian Xue. Why should the young master treat her like this?

"He hates me, do you think I ask him to be useful?" Mo Feixue laughed at herself, and he should be able to die.

"Miss, in fact, the young master ..." Aunt Feng almost said, but she still failed to say, because Leng Qianye warned, not to say that he asked the blanket he took.

Aunt Feng shook her head helplessly. She stuffed the umbrella handle into Mo Feixue's hands, very sorry, "Miss, please be blessed."

As soon as Aunt Feng entered the door, the umbrella in Mo Feixue's hand fell to the ground. It wasn't that she didn't want to get an umbrella, but her hands had been numb and could not hold anything.

Leng Qianye was struggling to sleep on the window. He always remembered the petite figure in his mind. He got up and looked at the clock on the wall. It was already three o'clock in the morning. He walked to the window.

The next moment will fall down.

Torture she is unhappy, you are not happy to let her go, what do you want?

Leng Qianye asked himself in his heart, he had never been so contradictory.

The next time Aunt Feng came to Mo Feixue, I really didn't know what the two were in trouble. Since the young master couldn't see her suffering, why would she let her kneel in the rain.

"Miss, go in."

Mo Feixue just opened her eyes slightly, she didn't speak.

"The meaning of the young master." Aunt Feng added another sentence.

"Aunt Feng, let me go in, let me kneel for a night, and the sky has not yet been bright." If you go in now, there will be a reason for the Leng Qianyan to not be able to save it.

Aunt Feng shook her head again, this lady was too stubborn.

Aunt Feng told Leng Qianye that Mo Feixue was unwilling to come in. Leng Qianye had obvious anger. He only said one sentence and asked her to kneel. He didn't let her get up until tomorrow morning.

It's dawn, the rain finally stopped, and the sky showed a beam of sunlight.

The rain of Mo Feixue's clothes and hair was still dripping. She was embarrassed. Even if she had worked hard, she was like a broken cloth doll at this moment.

Go down.

There was a strong footsteps in front of it. Mo Feixue slowly opened her eyes and could only see a pair of shiny and expensive leather shoes step by step.

She doesn't have to look up, who knows who it is, who has such a powerful aura besides Leng Qianye.

"Don't look like you can't die, get up." The drinking came from his head, Mo Feixue was almost deafening.

"Will you save what you want?" Mo Feixue looked up at Leng Qianye. His eyes were sharp, as if to devour her.

The man said that as long as she kneeling outside one night, he would save thoughts. She insisted that he was the company's big president and should talk about counting.

"If you can't get up again, I will take back the words of last night." Leng Qianye would never be kidding.

Mo Feixue is not a fool. She naturally understands the cold night. She tried to stand up.

Who can get up, who wants to kneel, if it wasn't for saving the mind, would she have to abuse herself like this?

Mo Feixue's legs were painful, numb and soft. She tried several times and couldn't stand up from the ground. She couldn't tell whether it was rain or sweat on her forehead.

Leng Qianye didn't leave. He wanted to go, but he couldn't move. When he saw Mo Feixue standing, he wanted to reach out several times to help her, but he was still held back by him.

Mo Feixue finally stretched his hands on the ground and finally got up from the ground like a dog. It looked very embarrassed.

"You must talk to the words." Mo Feixue was afraid that Leng Qianye regretted reminding him.

As soon as the words were finished, her body fell down, and her body was too weak.

Originally thought that the body would have an intimate contact with the earth, and accidentally fell on a powerful arm curve.

He saved her, did she read it wrong?

But soon the Leng Qianye pushed Mo Feixue. When Leng Qianye saw two dirty fingerprints on the suit, he scratched the bloodthirsty light in his eyes.

His clothes.

When Mo Feixue saw the fingerprints on the Leng Qianye suit, he couldn't help but hit a cold tremor, as if he fell into an ice cave in an instant. She was vibratically, "I'm sorry, I am not deliberately.

"?"

"Breakfast for me." Leng Qianye turned and walked in.

Make me breakfast.

Which muscle he was, he actually asked her to make breakfast for him, and he was not afraid that he would poison him in the meal.

Mo Feixue's legs don't seem to be his own, walking, like a clown.

She didn't change clothes. Aunt Feng had to change her clothes to Mo Feixue, but Aunt Feng's clothes were all middle -aged women's clothes. The color was very rustic and large.

The row inside.

Mo Feixue is dizzy, and walking is crooked. It must be that the rain that dripped last night last night was a bit cold. The body was very good before, and I couldn't take a few times a year.

It won't work.

Mo Feixue asked where Aunt Feng was in the kitchen, so she walked into the kitchen and started busy.

It deserves to be a wealthy family. The kitchen is several times larger than the house she rented before. There are all the ingredients for cooking. Some she can't even say the name.

"Miss, do you want me to help?" Aunt Feng came in.

"Aunt Feng will call me Mo Feixue in the future." She always called her like this, she was not used to it.

Aunt Feng laughed. This lady was as approachable as Qian Xue. Her laugh always made people feel warm. If she could let the young master forget that Miss Qianxue started again.

Although Monica is the young master's girlfriend, she knows that the young master does not love her.

"Feixue, it's rare, the young master is willing to eat breakfast you made." Aunt Feng served as Leng Qianye for so many years, and only Miss Qian Xue was willing to eat breakfast during the time.

Mo Feixue smiled helplessly, full of sourness in her heart, Leng Qianye was tortured her.
Chapter completed!