"What are you doing? I'm just a woman that Yang Li abandoned. I'm not worth what you do at all?" Meng Xiaoyi came up to him when she saw him, and became even more excited.
No matter what, she didn't want to see Leng Chenfeng being harmed.
Leng Chenfeng, who was sitting on the windowsill on the other side, seemed not to hear her words. Instead, he said calmly, "I'll count to three, let's dance together!"
"Are you crazy?" Looking at Leng Chenfeng sitting with her on the windowsill not far away, Meng Xiaoyi's heart began to hurt again.
Why couldn't I figure it out in the first place? Why did I care so much about feudal ideas?
Leng Chenfeng began to count "one!"
"Go down, I don't want you to die!" Seeing that he was serious, Meng Xiaoyi panicked and pushed Leng Chenfeng in, fearing that he would really jump down.
But Leng Chenfeng was so tall that there was nothing she could push, and she continued to count "two!"
Seeing that it was about to be three, Meng Xiaoyi compromised. She slowly moved towards the window and quickly told the people on the other side, "I won't die, and I won't allow you to die. I can't watch you die in front of my eyes."
Seeing that she landed safely, Leng Chenfeng also walked down from the window sill and held her tightly in his arms, fearing that he would lose her again.
After a while, he let go of Meng Xiaoyi and said with a smile, "I'll take you back."
"Yes." Meng Xiaoyi, who was nestled in his arms, nodded happily.
Feng cared about her so much, and she secretly planned to cherish her life so that she could be with him well.
"Miss, the young master is back." At night, the maid ran into the house and shouted loudly
Su Ziqi, who was watching a TV series, immediately stood up and prepared to walk to the entrance, but the moment she turned around, her face became stiff and all her joy disappeared.
She saw Leng Chenfeng and the injured woman in his arms
That's right, this person is Meng Xiaoyi
I originally chose to believe him, prepared to listen to my aunt, and open my heart to accept everything about him.
Ironically, at this time, he did something that made her close her heart. Looking at the two of them, she didn't know what language to use, so she just watched silently.
"Come, sit here." Leng Chenfeng carefully put Meng Xiaoyi on the sofa, and carefully put on her coat. That cautious look was completely considerate of her husband.
In Su Ziqi's eyes, she was a little jealous. He had never been so gentle to her.
It seems that she is really just a substitute for Meng Xiaoyi's departure.
Sad and complicated, Su Ziqi couldn't stand it anymore and turned to go upstairs, as if she would suffocate if she stayed here for one more second.
"Miss!" The maid saw her walking up the stairs with a pale face and couldn't help but feel sorry for her.
At the same time, he also looked at Leng Chenfeng on the sofa, and complained in his heart what was going on with the young master, why did he bring this Meng Xiaoyi home?
What exactly is Miss Su in his heart?
But as a maid, she has no right to get involved in the master's affairs
"Feng, is she angry?" Seeing Su Ziqi leaving, Meng Xiaoyi frowned and asked the people around her sweetly.
But she felt a sense of relief in her heart. She should let her see their love and then disappear automatically without getting in the way.
"It's okay, you can rest here for a while and I'll ask the maid to clean your room." After saying that, Leng Chenfeng stood up and ordered the maid to clean the room next to him.
At the same time, he also looked upstairs and couldn't help but wonder, would she be very angry?