Chapter 93 Feng Qing shook his head, hesitant to say anything
Feng Qingqing raised her finger and pointed at her ordinary face.
"Master Jiu looks at my current face, which is vulgar and ugly. I have already suffered all their criticisms of my appearance."
"Li Jinghan has never seen such a beautiful woman. When he saw me at Li's house, he might have driven away without saying a word. Where would he have a chance to meet her? He might even be ashamed of me."
But she felt a little depressed in her heart. If Li Jinghan was really just pretending to be a vegetative state, then she had been talking to him every day for the past two months.
Fortunately, she never mentioned her other identity. She just talked about the bad things in the Feng family and part of her experience growing up in the countryside.
Shen Jiuchen carefully observed Feng Qingqing's mediocre little face, and then looked at her clothes.
Finally, even he said in disgust, "It's so ugly!"
It is indeed ugly. I am used to Feng Qingqing's elegant and refined appearance when she was Bai Cha. Now with this mediocre appearance, she is completely different.
Feng Qingqing laughed, "I quite like this look. I can see the warmth and coldness of the world."
After getting the answer she wanted, Feng Qingqing stood up.
"Sorry to bother Master Jiu, it's quite late. Master Jiu should go to bed early."
Shen Jiuchen nodded gently, "Go slowly!"
He walked Feng Qingqing to the door and watched her slender figure disappear into the night.
The jasmine in the courtyard is blooming quietly, and the fragrance is everywhere.
Shen Jiuchen closed the door and took a deep breath.
When I got home, it was already late at night.
After Feng Qingqing washed up, she lay on the sofa and stared at the empty bed in a daze.
I'm used to lying here and looking over there, I see Li Jinghan lying peacefully over there, but at this time the sleeping prince has disappeared.
Thinking of the kiss last night, could she really kiss Li Jinghan awake?
Or is it that Li Jinghan was deeply disturbed by her and had to wake up?
After all, if he woke up and found out that he had been kissed by an ugly girl, he would really be unable to lie down.
You stingy guy, just give me a kiss!
But if it wasn't what they guessed, would Li Jinghan be in danger at this time?
Feng Qingqing began to think wildly, lying on the sofa tossing and turning but unable to sleep.
She simply took out her phone and clicked on WeChat. There was no message on Feng Qingqing's WeChat, so she logged in to Baicha's WeChat.
A lot of information popped up.
Wan Jing: Xiaocha, do you want to make a date?
Feng Qingqing looked at the time and saw the message from the day before yesterday.
She chose to ignore it.
Seeing that Song Yanyi had sent her more than twenty messages, she clicked on them.
Song Yanyi: Xiaocha, I am Song Yanyi.
Song Yanyi: Are you home?
Song Yanyi: Good morning, Xiaocha!
Song Yanyi: Xiaocha, what are you doing? Come out and have a meal together, okay?
Song Yanyi: Xiaocha, the weather is so hot. Where do you live? I will send you some iced drinks.
Song Yanyi: Why don’t you reply to the message? Are you all busy?
Song Yanyi: Xiaocha, I called you, why didn’t you answer the phone? Did something happen?
Song Yanyi: If there is anything difficult, you can come to me!
…
Song Yanyi sent messages very frequently, every day. Even though she didn't answer a word, Song Yanyi didn't give up.
At this moment, Song Yanyi sent another message.
Song Yanyi: Xiaocha, I can’t sleep. Have you seen the message? If so, can you give me a reply?
Feng Qingqing looked at the message from Song Yanyi, and she knew that she would not interact with Song Yan again.
Their identities were so different that she quickly logged out of WeChat.
The playboy was just a whim, and she didn't take it seriously.
**
Early the next morning, Mrs. Li didn't sleep well all night and felt extremely dizzy.
She stood up and walked towards the dressing table. When she saw herself in the mirror, she felt a little haggard.
The bags and dark circles under the eyes are faintly visible.
No matter how well she takes care of herself, at this age, if she doesn't get a good rest, fatigue will be written on her face the next day.
Now that her son's whereabouts are unknown, how can she rest well?
Ever since Li Jinghan's accident, Mrs. Li has been suffering every day.
But there was still a thought in the past, thinking that Li Jinghan would wake up one day. Now that he is gone, this thought has been destroyed.
There was a letter on the dressing table. Mrs. Li frowned slightly. She remembered that there was no such envelope yesterday.
It was made of kraft paper, with a simple and elegant design, but the writing on it made her whole body energetic.
Mrs. Li went to pick up the letter with trembling hands. There were only a few simple words on the envelope: Ming Huinan, personally addressed.
Ming Huinan is her name. Ever since she married Li Jinghan's father, she has been respectfully called Mrs. Li.
What excited her was not the name, but the strong and powerful handwriting. She recognized who wrote it at a glance.
Mrs. Li couldn't wait to open the envelope. There was a piece of letter paper inside, and the handwriting inside was consistent with the handwriting on the envelope.
Mrs. Li looked at it carefully, no longer caring about her own image as she looked, and burst into tears.
After reading it, Mrs. Li followed the instructions inside, found a lighter, and burned the thin piece of paper and the envelope clean.
A heart returns to its original place.
Fortune tellers are still very useful, and Feng Qingqing is also very helpful to her son. He is indeed a noble person!
Mrs. Li finally breathed a sigh of relief. She looked at herself in the mirror, and her previous haggardness was reduced by half.
No matter what, things are finally developing in a good direction.
Mrs. Li threw the ashes into the trash can, took out the beads on the table, slowly moved the beads, closed her eyes, and chanted, "Namo Amitabha..."
When she opened her eyes again, Mrs. Li's eyes were clear and she seemed to know what to do.
But he also knew not to hold his son back.
Her eyes suddenly became stern. Anyone who wanted to deal with her son had to get past her first!
When Li Zixi came, Feng Qingqing was lying on the sofa doing nothing.
She didn't know what to do, and she felt uncomfortable all day long.
She was used to someone lying in the room, but now that person was gone, Feng Qingqing felt listless.
Shen Jiuchen learned from Shen Jiuchen that Li Jinghan might have woken up. As soon as she came back, she called one by one, called out those who had fallen asleep, and ordered them to search for Li Jinghan's whereabouts.
Then she spent the whole day in this home where she had lived for more than two months. She didn't know what else to do besides taking care of Li Jinghan?
Without Li Jinghan, life here suddenly felt boring.
Madam Li, you are so boring!
As expected, she, Feng Qingqing, was not born rich, and even if she was given a wealthy and stable life, she would not be able to adapt to it.
There were a lot of things that happened in the past few days that she had not yet figured out. For example, who was the mastermind of that car accident?
"Why do my siblings look listless? Do you want to go out for a walk?" Li Zixi walked towards her.
When Feng Qingqing saw Li Zixi, she felt a little more energetic.
But that mediocre face had a dazed expression.
"Brother..."
Li Zixi probably didn't know that Li Jinghan was missing, otherwise he wouldn't have such a calm expression.
Li Zixi nodded, "Why is this expression because of the Feng family's affairs?"
Feng Qingqing shook her head, but hesitated to speak.
Li Zixi smiled and said, "What's going on?"
She hesitated for a while before speaking, "Jinghan is gone. My mother-in-law lost her temper and ordered me to think about it at home. This happened under my eyes, and I bear some responsibility."
"Jing Han is missing? How come Jing Han is missing?"
Li Zixi didn't seem to believe this and went straight to the second floor.
Feng Qingqing followed and followed Li Zixi into the room.
There was no one in the house.
Li Zixi's pupils dilated when he saw that there was no one on the bed.
He turned back to look at Feng Qingqing, "Jing Han, he..."
Feng Qingqing also wanted to read some information from his eyes, "I woke up early yesterday and found that Jing Han was missing."
"He... woke up?" Li Zixi was a little in disbelief.
Feng Qingqing shook her head, "I don't know either, but it's probably not the case. Jing Han has never shown any signs of waking up. Besides, if he wakes up, he will definitely make some noise. I'm worried that he was...