Young Master Feng's Runaway Sweetheart

The next day, Situ Qishan got up early, remembering the topic Situ Zongsheng talked to her last night, Situ Qishan indifferently curled her lips.Want to sacrifice me to fulfill Zhang Mengyu's happiness?Hehe, don't even think about it.

Why is she Zhang Mengyu?I have painstakingly pretended to be with Situ Zongsheng and Zhuang Zixian for many years, but I have never been able to fight against a country girl who I have only known for a few months. Thinking of this, Situ Qishan is full of reconciliation.

After Situ Qishan prepared her luggage, she went to the kitchen on the first floor and meticulously prepared the family's breakfast.

He planned in his heart that before his identity was exposed, the image of this good girl still needs to continue to be played.

Last night, Situ Qishan made up her mind to suspend her studies when she returned to the United States today.

Although Zhang Mengyu's identity has been ruled out, Feng Linghao has already treated Zhang Mengyu with all his heart, and if he leaves at this time, he may never have a relationship with Feng Linghao in his life. This is something he firmly does not allow to happen.

Looking at the fruits of her labor on the dining table, Situ Qishan smiled with satisfaction.

From childhood to adulthood, as long as you think about it, there is nothing you can't do.

Of course, the same is true for Feng Linghao.

"Shanshan, you're flying back to America today, why are you up so early?"

Zhuang Zixian walked into the restaurant first, followed by Situ Zongsheng with a slightly gloomy face, and asked in surprise.

"Mom and Dad, it was Shanshan who was wrong last night. Shanshan felt guilty and didn't sleep well all night, so she wanted to get up early to make breakfast for her parents. Shanshan is leaving today. Please don't get angry with Shanshan anymore. No matter how angry her body is, Shanshan has really committed a serious crime."

Situ Qishan apologized profusely, as if she really regretted it.

This dignified and euphemistic appearance is completely different from the child who disobeyed his parents' wishes last night.

"Okay, okay, why are parents angry with their children? Sit down and eat!"

Zhuang Zixian secretly gave Situ Zongsheng a warning look, and thoughtfully took Situ Qishan's hand, wanting her to sit beside her.

But Situ Qishan didn't move, she had been carefully watching Situ Zongsheng's expression, noticing the look in his wife's eyes, Situ Zongsheng calmed down a little.

He strode over, opened the back of the chair, sat on the main seat, and said slowly, "Hurry up and eat, and your mother and I will take you to the airport in a while."

Only then did Situ Qishan happily agree, and carefully served porridge and vegetables for Situ Zongsheng and Zhuang Zixian.

When the sun was just flushed, Zhang Mengyu lay on the bed with thick dark circles under his eyes and got up to wash up mechanically.

There was no sound of Mama Li making breakfast outside, so I guessed it was too early to wake up.

Zhang Mengyu changed into a set of sportswear and walked out of the apartment, wanting to relax in the garden alone.

The morning sun can always penetrate people's hearts. Zhang Mengyu walked leisurely around the garden of the community alone, until she walked around and around, exhausting all her physical strength, and she was too tired to walk. , just sit and rest by the gazebo by the lake.

At this moment, a group of figures swarmed up, and Zhang Mengyu only saw many strange faces appearing in front of him.

Some have cameras in their hands, some have microphones in their hands, and some have recording pens in their hands.

Zhang Mengyu suddenly didn't understand what was going on in front of him?The constant questioning in my ears reminded myself that now is not the time to be distracted:
"Excuse me, Miss Zhang, what do you think of what happened at the banquet last night?"

"Excuse me, Ms. Zhang, are you dating Young Master Feng? Then how did you meet Young Master Feng? Can you tell us about it?"

"Miss Zhang, what do you think of Young Master Feng's practice of 'revealing the beauty with anger'?"

"Miss Zhang, the previous report 'Young Master Feng's new favorite is actually an employee of Shengxing Yuanhang' was referring to you, right?"

Zhang Mengyu, who had never seen such a scene before, suddenly became at a loss, not knowing what to do next?
These reporters asked sharp questions, and they didn't answer them themselves, and they didn't answer them. Zhang Mengyu looked at the situation in front of him blankly, at a loss.

A roar came from a distance: "What are you doing? Who let you in?"

Several people dressed as security guards came in from a distance, and the group of reporters immediately swarmed away.

At this time, Zhang Mengyu only felt that an arm was holding him, and Zhang Mengyu saw Jensen beside him.

Without stopping, he hurriedly followed behind Jensen and quietly walked back to the door of the apartment.

"Miss, are you alright?"

Jensen asked with concern that he came to China to protect Zhang Mengyu's safety. If he couldn't do this well, he would have to be dismissed and go home.

After retiring from the army, he came to the mercenary group not for anything else, but because he likes this kind of life full of passion every day.

Maybe in the eyes of others, this kind of life of walking on thin ice every day is really unstable, but I fall in love with this feeling.

Probably I have already adapted to this kind of life, and only the excitement in the battle can prove that I am still alive.

"You called those community security guards?"

Zhang Mengyu's question interrupted Jensen's thoughts.

"Yes, ma'am." Jensen pulled back and answered honestly.

"Unexpectedly, you are quite smart. I was really afraid that you would scare them away with a gun. But why did these reporters suddenly appear here? How did they come here to interview me?"

Zhang Mengyu's serious face was full of puzzlement.Although his complexion is not good, and his hair is slightly disheveled due to the running just now, there is a different kind of beauty.

Hearing Zhang Mengyu's mocking praise, Jensen scratched the broken hair on the top of his head in embarrassment, as if remembering something,
Quickly took out a magazine from the backpack and handed it to Zhang Mengyu: "Miss, look at this, maybe you will know why."

I saw a colorful magazine cover with an eye-catching headline 'Feng's group's young master becomes a beauty in anger'.

Zhang Mengyu frowned, and quickly turned the magazine in his hand to the page with the title, and saw the photo attached under the title.

It was last night that Feng Linghao was sitting on a chair with Zhang Mengyu in his arms, and opposite Han Ke who had insulted Zhang Mengyu last night was kneeling, but in front of Han Ke was a large swath of bright red blood, just looking at it made people feel tremble with fear.

Because before Situ Zongsheng discussed with Zhuang Zixian and his wife, they were not going to invite media reporters. First, they didn’t want to publicize it;

Feng Linghao also agreed, and even designed a rigorous inspection at the entrance of the villa.

The purpose is to prevent media reporters from being able to get involved, but judging from the clarity of this photo, it should be taken with a mobile phone. I don’t know if this is being used by someone who wants to spread it?
Zhang Mengyu glanced at the content briefly, the language of the whole article was sharp, and what Feng Linghao was talking about was a peerless and good man like no other in the world.

And Zhang Mengyu said nothing more than a beauty, and even exposed the articles that were published when Zhang Mengyu was framed by Ye Fei to prove it.

If it was in ancient times, Zhang Mengyu felt that he would be immersed in a pig cage.

Looking at those contents, Jensen regretted that he brought this magazine to Zhang Mengyu, while observing Zhang Mengyu's face calmly.

Zhang Mengyu flicked through two pages indiscriminately, his eyes fixed on a report.

The title of the article is 'Two companies have declared bankruptcy this morning. Is it a coincidence or another mystery? '

In the two group photos, Zhang Mengyu remembered that it was the girls from the other two families who made things difficult for her with Tong Shuying last night. It seems that Ling Hao must have done this for himself.

Zhang Mengyu was a little moved, and remembered Feng Linghao's past actions towards him. Zhang Mengyu was thinking, could there be any misunderstanding about what happened last night?
I blame myself for being too impulsive, but there is nothing wrong with investigating my own affairs, right?
Thinking of what Feng Linghao said to himself before, he could only believe what he said himself.

Zhang Mengyu suddenly wanted to see Feng Linghao, wanted to hear his explanation, wanted to ask him what he should do?
Secretly made up his mind, Zhang Mengyu closed the magazine, but inadvertently glanced at the publishing house in the lower right corner, and Jensen asked in a daze, "Miss, is there anything wrong?"

"Fengxiang Entertainment? Is this magazine from this city?" Zhang Mengyu wondered, "Maybe I didn't notice it before, after all, the area of ​​S City is too extensive."

"Miss, to be honest. I just sent someone to check, and this Fengxiang Entertainment is indeed not in this city.

However, he was able to receive the information from City S immediately, and it was printed into a book overnight. Early this morning, all major newspapers and periodicals were already on sale. "

Jensen told the truth.

Zhang Mengyu nodded, then felt clueless, so he smiled indifferently:
"Thank you just now, I'll go back first, otherwise, Mama Li will be in a hurry. I'll keep this magazine first!"

After speaking, he pressed the elevator and got in.

And Feng Linghao, who also stayed up all night, got up early and planned to go home to make breakfast for Mengmeng. The feeling of longing had flooded into a river in his heart, and the urgency was beyond words.

I thought in my heart that not seeing each other like this is not the solution to the problem, and I still have to face it.

Feeling the uneasiness in his heart, Feng Linghao smiled wryly and shook his head. He thought he had never been so anxious when facing more than a thousand employees, but he didn't expect to be distracted by a little girl.

But I didn't expect that when I got home, I didn't see the person I was worried about. Only Li Ma, who was in a hurry, was eagerly dialing the phone on the landline at home.

When he saw Feng Linghao coming back, he immediately greeted him, and said anxiously:
"Young Master, I didn't see Miss when I woke up this morning. I thought it was time to rest, but I made breakfast and knocked on the door, only to find that the door was ajar, and no one was there."

"Don't worry, I'll call Mengmeng first."

Feng Linghao appeased Mama Li, then hurriedly took out his mobile phone, intending to call Zhang Mengyu, when there was a knock on the door.

Feng Linghao's hanging heart seemed to have found comfort. He thought that Zhang Mengyu had returned from outside the door, so he walked quickly to the door, quickly twisted the door handle, and opened the door.

But before he could see who was coming, he felt a figure rushing into his arms.

"Brother Ling Hao, I was wrong, I stayed up all night last night, and came here in a hurry this morning.

Brother Ling Hao, don't ignore me, I will definitely get along well with Mengmeng, what happened last night will never happen again, it was because of my fascination that I did that.Brother Ling Hao, can you forgive me? "

Tong Shuying expressed her concern in a crying voice.

"Let go!"

Feng Linghao had no other words, and said in a cold voice, the turmoil already hidden in his deep eyes.

It seemed that all of Tong Shuying's requests just now were not for herself.

"I don't. Brother Ling Hao, if you don't forgive me, I won't let you go.

I've liked you since I was a child, you don't know that.Brother Ling Hao, even if you don't like me, as long as I stay by your side, I'm willing. "

Feng Linghao's emotions had already reached the verge of anger, but before Feng Linghao could speak, there was a 'ding' sound from the elevator, and the figure he was thinking of walked out of the elevator slowly.

This person is not Zhang Mengyu, who else?It's just that Zhang Mengyu's attention was focused on the magazine, as if sensing someone in front of him, Zhang Mengyu slowly raised his head and saw the astonishing scene in front of him.

Zhang Mengyu didn't have any strength in his body at this time, his eyes widened, and he didn't understand the situation in front of him.

The magazine in his hand also fell to the ground with a 'bang' because of his own weakness.

What if all I thought was a misunderstanding?How should I explain the scene in front of me?

Zhang Mengyu frowned and closed his eyes in pain.