"One life is enough." Yichen has always been confident in his marksmanship. The marksmanship he has practiced for so many years finally came in handy.

"Okay, I'll bet with you."

Leng Qianye closed his phone, and he turned around and looked at the small figure again. She was still the same, without moving at all, and her body swung around with the swing.

Mo Feixue, I won't let Yichen snatch you away from me. He lost the car last time. He will definitely lose this time and will also lose his life. I'm looking forward to seeing Yichen by then.

Are you as indifferent when you die before you as you are now?

Aunt Feng also looked for Mo Feixue in the morning for a long time and finally found her on the swing on the lawn. Seeing that Mo Feixue looks like Aunt Feng now, it was also heartbroken. But she was not only caring for her as much as she could, but she was nothing else.

Can't do it.

A piece of clothing was draped on Mo Feixue's body, but she couldn't feel any warmth. Her eyes were still looking ahead emptyly, as if she had been looking at it since the morning.

"Feixue, let's go back to your room. The lawn is air-conditioned in the morning."

Hearing Aunt Feng's voice Mo Feixue turned around. She felt guilty towards Aunt Feng, "Aunt Feng, I'm sorry, do you hate me?" She hadn't spoken for too long and her voice became hoarse.

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"Silly child, I regard you as my daughter. How could I hate you? I know that you have to do that." Mo Feixue wanted to escape, but Aunt Feng realized that she was really not at all.

I like the young master.

"Aunt Feng." Mo Feixue suddenly threw herself into Aunt Feng's arms and started crying. She felt so sad that she wanted to vent. Now she finally found a warm embrace and just wanted to cry hard.

Leng Qianye has been imprisoning her for more than a month. She is going crazy, she is really crazy. There are no friends or relatives here, and she doesn't even have someone to talk to.

Aunt Feng was also very helpless. She didn't know why the young master treated Mo Feixue like this. Of course, she didn't know that Leng Qianye had drugged Mo Feixue.

Aunt Feng gently patted Mo Feixue's back and expressed sympathy for Mo Feixue, but she couldn't help her. However, the young master has been very kind to Mo Feixue these days, and he feeds her and accompanys her.

When she went out for a walk, she watched the young master grow up since she was a child. She had never seen him care so much about any woman. Perhaps the young master really fell in love with Feixue, but he wanted to keep her by his side in this way.

"Feixue, try to accept the young master slowly?"

Mo Feixue was shocked. She looked up at Aunt Feng and smiled disdainfully, "Aunt Feng, Leng Qianye is a devil. Do you think I will fall in love with a devil?"

She struggled to get up, but her body was still shaking violently. After so many days, her body still had not recovered. After all, after taking that medicine, how could her body recover to the past? Should she not be paralyzed in bed? Should she be grateful to Leng Qian for not being paralyzed in bed?

The mercy of the night.

"Feixue, help you." Aunt Feng didn't understand why Mo Feixue's health was so poor, and she thought she had not fully recovered from the last injury.

"I can do it." Mo Feixue pushed Aunt Feng's hand away. She didn't want others to help her, and she didn't want others to think that she was disabled. She would practice walking every day. One day she would walk like a normal person.

"Bang......"

Leng Qianye practiced his marksmanship in the training ground he built, and shot ten shots. However, such results still made him uneasy. He sent someone to investigate Yichen. It turned out that he was not a fuel-efficient lamp, so

Only then will he have to compete with himself for his marksmanship.

Leng Qianye would not take any challenge in the past, but this time he felt a little panicked. Could it be because of Mo Feixue? He was afraid that Mo Feixue would leave with Yichen if he lost.

Gao Li behind him has always not understood. Isn’t Mr. Leng’s marksmanship very good? Why have he practiced marksmanship here all day?

Yichen cannot slacken. He has not even been careful about the company's affairs in the past two days. He insisted on saving Mo Feixue no matter what he said this time.

Niannian kept asking where Mo Feixue was, and Yichen had to coax her and said, Mo Feixue went to buy her things, she would definitely come back in two days, but Niannian was a ghost, how could she have

Believe Yichen's words, Yichen took a lot of effort to coax Niannian to sleep. It turns out that coaxing children to sleep is more tiring than anything else.

Yichen closed the door of Niannian's room, and as soon as he turned around, Wang Qin stood behind him.

"Mom, you haven't slept yet so late?"

"Chen, who is that child? He looks so cute." People of her age have brought their grandchildren, so she naturally likes children very much.

"A friend's child, her mother asked me to help take care of her for some time if she had something to do."

Wang Qin sighed, "Chen, you are not young anymore, it's time to marry a woman and have a child, so that our Yi family will have a descendant."

"Mom, I don't want to think about these things yet." Yichen passed by Wang Qin. The most important thing he is to rescue Mo Feixue from Leng Qianye's side.

Mo Feixue slept very early at night. It seemed that someone had lifted the quilt in his sleep. Then a cold big palm wrapped around her waist. Although Leng Qianye hugged her to sleep like this every night, she still didn't.

Adapt to it, the body is as stiff as a wooden board.

"Take you to a place tomorrow." Leng Qianye knew that Mo Feixue was awake.

Being imprisoned by Leng Qianye like this, she was not curious about where Leng Qianye took her, so she didn't speak and continued to pretend to be asleep.

"Yichen called me and he said he would compete with me on the intoxicated boat." Leng Qianye's emotions did not fluctuate at all, as if he was stating something that had nothing to do with him.

When Mo Feixue heard about something related to Yichen, she could no longer pretend. She turned over suddenly, but was only one centimeter away from Leng Qianye's face. The two of them were breathing on each other's face. Mo

Feixue stood up embarrassedly.

"Don't compete with him." Mo Feixue had been courageous and said after a long time.

Leng Qianye slowly got up from the bed. He watched Mo Feixue's every move. She was obviously nervous, "Mo Feixue, you have finally been willing to talk to me for so many days."

Mo Feixue lowered her eyes. She originally planned to never say a word to Leng Qianye in her life, but she couldn't calm down when she heard Yichen's name.

Leng Qianye picked up Mo Feixue's lower ear, and he insisted that Mo Feixue look at him and asked coldly, "Mo Feixue, are you afraid that Yichen will lose or that I will lose."

Of course Mo Feixue wanted Yichen to win, but Leng Qianye's shooting skills were so powerful that Yichen had no chance of winning at all, so why did he have to humiliate himself?

That day Mo Feixue saw with his own eyes how powerful Leng Qianye's spearman was. He shot down a man with one shot and shot him without any effort.
Chapter completed!