Young Master Jun’s 100 Techniques to Spoil His Wife

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Feng Sujin nodded. "According to what they say, this seems to be the case. I'm also confused. I don't know what is true or false."

"But I have been looking for evidence that Mrs. Feng hit my father, but there is no clue, so I have to suspect that Mrs. Feng is right."

"As for the Fengjia industry, I don't really care, but if it was left to my father by the grandfather, it belongs to the father. I can no longer let the old lady take away the father's things."

Jun Mohan could hear the anxiety in Feng Sujin's voice. He held the steering wheel with one hand and gently stroked Feng Sujin's hair with one hand. He said softly: "Tonight, I have let people Mrs. Feng was sent to a special psychiatric hospital, which made people look. If there is any movement in the Feng family, she will know. Now don't think about anything, eh? "

"Well, I just hope my dad gets better soon."

Feng Sujin's voice was low and sad, making Jun Mohan's softest place seem to be pierced, and it hurt.

He couldn't control his heart, turned the car around a bend, stopped at the side of the road, took Feng Sujin into his arms, and stroked her hair. "Don't be sad, father will be fine, you And I."

Jun Mohan's voice is low-alcoholic and gentle, with a unique sound quality, as if to be able to heal the sadness in Feng Sujin's heart.

She had some cravings and some reliance, and arched into Jun Mohan's arms, hoping to be closer to him.

In a tender moment, Feng Sujin's stomach groaned out of place, making her blush, and she was embarrassed to find a hole in it.

She was buried in Jun Mohan's arms and didn't want to come out.

But the stomach was still screaming.

She may not have eaten much all day, so it would be really hungry.

Jun Mohan listened to Feng Sujin's stomach scream, but only distressed, "Are you hungry? Let's go to the square in front to eat, and it will be a bit late if we go home and make it."

Jun Mohan sighed in his heart. During this time, he was busy rectifying Beiquan City, and spent less time with her. He didn't urge her to eat well.

Feng Sujin knew that it would be too late to go home and cook again, and nodded, "OK."

"What to eat?"

Feng Sujin shook her head, a little confused, "I don't know."

Jun Mohan rubbed Feng Sujin's hair, then picked up the tablet and opened the square food webpage. The food introductions of each store are available above.

"Look at this. I drove over and arrived in a while and told me what I wanted to eat."

Jun Mohan relaunched the car, Feng Sujin took a tablet and looked at the square food introduced on the webpage. There are various styles and flavors.

She was already hungry. Looking at the pictures of those foods, she was so hungry that she felt like eating everything.

Jun Mohan tilted his head and looked at Feng Sujin's look, and smiled coddly, "tell me if you want to eat."

Feng Sujin's eyes were almost sticking to the tablet. She looked up and looked at Jun Mohan brightly. "I want to eat grilled fish."

"Okay, we eat grilled fish."

Jun Mohan's voice is low and gentle, and it can warm people's hearts in the cold night.

He looked at Feng Sujin's expression a lot brighter, and was somewhat relieved. The sad look just now really hurt his heart.

He was most disappointed in her sadness.

After getting out of the car, Jun Mohan took Feng Sujin's hand and took the elevator to the sixth floor of the square.

Feng Sujin was led by Jun Mohan and followed his steps, walking on the sixth floor, "Mo Han, do you know the direction? Why do I turn a little? There are shops in a large circle here, I don't know Which direction to go. "