The daughter of the medical school is so handsome

The two chatted casually while drinking porridge.

Feng Qi suddenly felt that this was very beautiful and practical, and felt that the fireworks in the world were nothing more than that.

Li Fengxing also had the same feeling.

He feels that this is the happiest moment in his life for more than 20 years. He has never had peace in his heart, and he feels that everything is going well, and the porridge tastes particularly delicious.

If she can always be by his side, he is willing to cook all kinds of delicious food for her all the time to make her happy.

After eating porridge, Feng Qi took the initiative to wash the dishes, but he stopped him, "Your hands are so precious, they are used to cure diseases and save lives, not to wash dishes."

"Then you wash it?"

Feng Qi really doesn't like washing dishes.

"The servants can do the dishes."

Li Fengxing replied, "I don't do this kind of aftermath work either."

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Feng Qi came out from the general's mansion and saw Song Minghui.

Song Minghui was slightly taken aback when he saw her coming out from here.

Yesterday, the old man in the family was talking about that Li Fengxing, the son of Li Haisen, the richest man in Yuncheng, spent [-] million to buy the General's Mansion here in Haishi, so that he would have the opportunity to get acquainted and make friends. There is business cooperation.

Unexpectedly, Feng Qi came out of it swaggeringly, and it was sent by Li Fengxing.

He already knew from the old man that Li Fengxing's legs were disabled and he couldn't walk, and he was withdrawn and difficult to associate with.

However, looking at Feng Qi and him, there seems to be a tacit understanding and familiarity.

"I'm going home to sleep, and I'm going to come over for dinner tonight."

Feng Qi waved happily at Li Fengxing, "They are all neighbors, don't be so polite to send them out of the house in the future."

"I like to send."

Li Fengxing is not a master who likes to be polite, he sent her out, he really just wanted to seize the time to spend a little longer with her.

"Okay, then do you want to send me into the house?"

Feng Qi asked playfully.

"Ah."

Li Fengxing turned the wheelchair and stood side by side with her.

The two walked across the road slowly and walked to the gate of Feng's house.

"I'm home, please come back, Mr. Li."

Feng Qi made a mischievous gesture.

"Aren't you going to send me back?"

Li Fengxing raised his eyebrows to stare at her and asked.

"what?"

Feng Qi was slightly surprised, "Are you sure?"

"determine."

"Hypocritical!"

Feng Qi rolled his eyes at him, stretched out his hand to push his wheelchair, "Hmph, see you off!"

So, she pushed Li Fengxing to the opposite side again.

When she was about to walk over, Li Fengxing turned the wheelchair again and said, "I'll see you off!"

"Stop!"

Feng Qi stopped him, "Mr. Li, are you going to be endless?"

"Ah."

Li Fengxing did not deny it at all.

"Fun?"

"Fun!"

A smile could not help but appear on Li Fengxing's face.

Seeing her smile, Feng Qi suddenly felt that she should continue playing with him like this, so she crossed the road with him again, went back to the gate of Feng's house, and said proactively, "I'll take you back!"

"No need this time."

Li Fengxing shook his head lightly, "I'll just stay here and watch you enter the door."

"Sure?"

"Sure!"

"OK, bye!"

Feng Qi waved at him, opened the door, stepped into Feng's house, when she turned around to close the door, she saw him watching, her little heart skipped a beat for no reason, feeling very strange.

Li Fengxing saw that the door was completely closed and Feng Qi could no longer be seen, and immediately felt empty in his heart, as if someone had ripped out a piece of it.

"Mr. Li, hello!"

Song Minghui, who had been quietly watching the two send them back and forth like fools just now, suppressed some discomfort in his heart, and smiled and greeted Li Fengxing.

Li Fengxing also investigated Feng Qi's background information, and knew that the person in front of him was her ex-fiance Song Minghui.

An extremely repulsive feeling of disgust immediately spread, and he asked coldly, "What's the matter?"

Song Minghui, who was stared at by his cold black eyes, felt like countless cold rays shot at his body, extremely uncomfortable, making him want to escape.

"It's okay, I just went up to say hello to you, my name is Song..."

"I've said hello, you can go."

Before Song Minghui finished speaking, he was coldly interrupted by Li Fengxing, which made him feel ashamed. He could only watch Li Fengxing go away in the wheelchair in a sullen manner.

"That little boy, come here!"

Just as he was about to leave, the door of the Zhuangyuan mansion next to him opened, and Hong Lang walked out from inside.

As soon as Hong Lang saw him, he thought of his failure in courtship last night, and immediately said angrily.

Song Minghui was surprised and ashamed.

It's true that he looks fair, but he thinks he is strong and sunny, so why did he get stuck with the little white face?
However, he couldn't offend Hong Lang, so he could only swallow his anger and walked over, still asking politely, "Excuse me, President Hong, is there anything wrong with me?"

Hong Lang looked Song Minghui up and down, frowned, not quite understanding why Feng Qi liked such a pretty face.

Is Tuta white, tender and fresh enough to eat?

Song Minghui felt a little hairy when he looked at him like this, not knowing what kind of medicine he bought in the gourd.

"Snapped--"

Hong Lang suddenly reached out and slapped Song Minghui's fair face.

Song Minghui was dizzy from the beating, and hit an old tree beside him, staring straight at him.

"Why did you hit me?"

Song Minghui asked angrily while covering his face.

He has never been beaten like this in his life!
What a shame.

"I don't like you!"

Hong Lang lit his cigar and blew smoke into his face, "Hit me if you have the ability."

Song Minghui clenched his fist tightly, but finally let it go, turned around and left sullenly.

"Stay away from Feng Qi, or I will beat you every time I see you!"

Hong Lang said coldly behind him.

It's because of Feng Qi!
Song Minghui's back stiffened, and when he walked past the gate of Fengzhai, he was seen by Ouyang Xin.

"Xiaohui, you are here, come in!"

Ouyang Xin warmly stepped forward and greeted him to come in.

Song Minghui glanced inside, and saw Feng Qi was carrying a bucket of water for Aunt Zhang in the yard, talking and laughing, extraordinarily brilliant.

The splendor burned his eyes like fire.

"No, I'm going home!"

He covered his swollen face and said in a muffled voice, quickly stopped a taxi and left.

"Yinyin, do you have any conflicts with Minghui? I saw him at the door just now, and his expression was very wrong. I let him in, and he left in a very bad tone. The Song family is still the most we can rely on. Tree, you have to cherish it."

Ouyang Xin felt that something was wrong, so she ran into the room and asked Feng Yin.

"No, maybe he happened to be busy."

Fengyin answered without raising her head, hurrying up to do math problems.

"Yinyin, why are you so pale? Have you put on foundation?"

Ouyang Xin noticed that her daughter's face was not in the right way, so she hurriedly stepped forward to take a closer look, and found that something was wrong. Not only was her face pale, but there were also two big dark circles under her eyes, which greatly reduced her appearance.