As night fell, the moon was bright and the stars were shining brightly. In the Bugatti Veyron, Feng Jicheng changed into comfortable casual clothes. He looked at Simiao, who was also wearing casual clothes, sitting in the passenger seat through the rearview mirror, and said interestingly,
"Do you think what we are wearing looks like a couple's clothes? No, buy another one for Tongtong, so that it becomes a family outfit."
Simiao just smiled in response to Feng Jicheng's words, and then turned to look at the scenery passing by outside the window. She knew that Feng Jicheng had been making her happy all afternoon, and she wanted to join in the fun, but she just wasn't happy.
Not only because of Xia Sisi's death, but also because of Ouyang Ji's sudden change, what the future will be like has suddenly become unclear. She hopes that when she returns to her and Han Xue's small home, everything will calm down.
Already.
"Honey, don't be depressed all the time." Feng Jicheng freed up a hand, lovingly caressed Simiao's black hair, and comforted him with a smile, "Let the matter pass, it's not a big deal, don't worry.
, the sky fell, and I, the tall one, was still holding it up.”
Simiao looked at Feng Jicheng with his bright big eyes. He always had a cynical expression, but when faced with her sadness, he would always look extra serious, and would comfort her in another way, saying softly, "Thank you."
.
"No, these are not the two words I want to hear. How about replacing it with husband?" Feng Jicheng raised a playful arc at the corner of his lips, asking this little woman to return to her normal state.
As before, it should take a few more days.
"Feng" Simiao hesitated to speak. Do you want to tell him that Ouyang Ji forged a real and fake marriage certificate? Now she is indeed Ouyang Ji's wife in name. I hope he won't misunderstand? It's so confusing. Everything is fine.
What a mess.
"What do you want to say?" Feng Jicheng raised his eyebrows and asked in confusion.
Forget it, it's better not to let him know. She is getting divorced anyway. Simiao shook her head, "It's nothing, I just want to say, concentrate on driving." After saying that, she gently leaned her head on the car seat.
"Okay" Feng Ji agreed. He knew that what Simiao wanted to say was definitely not this sentence, it should be something very important. But no matter what it was, he was willing to give her time to think it over and let her tell him personally. However,
What she said about concentrating on driving is really difficult for him! I want to ask, when a woman he likes very much is sitting next to him, how could he not look at her intentionally or unintentionally? And this glance is difficult for him to take away.
Don't open your eyes.
The silver-white moonlight poured into Simiao's delicate and pretty face. Her long eyelashes fluttered and fluttered, as if butterfly wings were flying and rotating. Her crystal-like eyes were filled with melancholy that could not be concealed and were as red as cherries.
Her delicate lips slightly curved into a bitter arc, arousing pity. The soft curls flowing in the wind flew on his cheeks, disturbing his mind. He was already aroused for her.
The rippling heart lake stirs up ripples that spread round and round...
Every expression in Bella's amber eyes revealed her admiration for Ouyang Ji. She looked at Ouyang Ji who was putting on his suit and preparing to go home, and asked with concern, "Ji, why don't you stay in the hospital for a few more days?".
"No, the group still has something to do. Just ask the doctor to go home." Ouyang Ji answered coldly and walked out of the ward. He really didn't expect that the first person who came to the hospital to see him was Bella. He felt a little disappointed.
Emotions spread in his heart, he hoped it was that stupid woman!...
There was a depressing atmosphere in the luxurious European house. Ouyang Ji sat elegantly on the sofa with a gloomy face, as if a storm was about to hit. The sky was still calm but covered with dark clouds.
, he looked at his mother Emmasa with his cold eyes, and said coldly, "What are you doing here?".
Emmasha ignored Ouyang Ji's disrespectful tone, walked quickly to him, and asked lovingly, "How is your hand? Does it still hurt now?".
Ouyang Ji didn't answer, but looked sharply at Bella, who was standing uneasily on one side, and said in a cold tone, "Bella, if you still want to stay at my place, just do your duty as a guest.
You don’t need to tell others about my affairs.”
"Others? Yang Ji, I am your mother, can't I even care about you?" Emma looked at Ouyang Ji angrily, her light blue eyes flowing with crystal tears, "I am your mother, you
Can you please stop saying the words that always make me sad?".
"Aunt, Ji, please have a good communication. I'm going back to the room first." Bella avoided it wisely, turned around and walked towards the stairs, with a sly arc on her lips. She would definitely let Emma and Martha live in the European house together.
Help her.
"My child, you have to believe that Mommy loves you." Emma cried and looked at Ouyang Ji. "Mummy will stay in Ouyang's house to take care of you until the day your hand heals."
Even if it's a lie, Ouyang Ji doesn't want to expose it now. He doesn't answer or feel annoyed, which seems to be a kind of acquiescence...
As soon as Simiao entered the house, she was greeted by Han Xue, who was already anxiously walking around. She looked around Simiao and then asked eagerly, "Si Miao, isn't Tongtong with you?".
"You're not with me." Simiao frowned slightly, her heart lifted, "Didn't you pick up Tongtong?".
"No, when I went to pick him up in the afternoon, the new teacher said that he was picked up by his 'mommy' and wanted to call you to confirm, but your phone always had a busy signal." Han Xue finished explaining anxiously and looked at
Looking at Simiao's increasingly pale face, "Don't worry, if we call the police now, Tongtong will definitely find him."
"Bella" Simiao said these two words softly, turned around and ran outside.
"Si Miao, where are you going?" Han Xue shouted behind her, "Do you know who picked up Tongtong?!".
"It should be" Simiao turned around, the night covering up her panic and tears, "Xue, please go back. When I find Tongtong, I will call you"...
It was already one o'clock in the morning, and Ouyang Ji still hadn't fallen asleep. He frowned, his eyes as cold as a deep pool looking at the footage shown in the surveillance room for a moment. When he saw a familiar figure, his sexy lips
Curving a slightly sinister arc, "I'm finally back."
Simiao eagerly rang the doorbell over and over again. Along the way, she found out that the person who took Tongtong away with purpose was Ouyang Ji, besides Bella. At the moment, it seemed that Ouyang Ji's hatred for her was extremely serious.
It could be him!
Finally, after she rang the doorbell n times, the door was opened by remote control. She hurriedly ran in front of the beautiful mansion based on her memory, panting and rang the doorbell. After several times, she still couldn't.
The man responded and shouted, "Ouyang Ji, I know you're not asleep. Open the door! Did you send someone to pick up Tongtong?" He angrily slammed his fist on the door. Unexpectedly, the door was not locked.