"Can I meet Li Ye?" Sikong Lingge grabbed Mrs. Feng's hand, and the next second, realizing that she was excited, she quickly shrank her hand, "I'm a little worried about Li Ye's legs, want to see his situation
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"Stay waiting for the wedding. When it's time to meet, I will naturally let you meet!" Mrs. Feng glanced at Sikong Lingge, her voice was cold and there was no trace of warmth. "Butler, take Sikong Hostel to the guest room to rest,
Send a few more people to take care of Sikong Hostel’s daily life and diet, and do not neglect it!”
"Yes!" The housekeeper received the order and came forward, "Sister Sikong, please come with me."
"..." Sikong Lingge bit his lip, how could he not know that Mrs. Feng was guarding against herself?
You shouldn't mention the matter of children and seeing Li Ye as soon as you enter Feng's family.
Too impatient will cause strong resistance from Mrs. Feng, and it is not unreasonable.
Taking a deep breath, Sikong Lingge suppressed his emotions quietly and changed the topic, "Did the doctor say when can the surgery be performed on Li Ye's leg?"
"Li Ye's mood was too weak and his physical condition was not very good. It was not suitable for surgery for the time being." When talking about his son, Mrs. Feng's expression softened a little.
"Do I want me to pass on Li Ye's details to Shangguan Zhixing first and ask her to analyze when the surgery is more appropriate?"
Mrs. Feng nodded, "I will ask the butler to deliver Li Ye's information to the guest room."
"OK."
If you ask further, Mrs. Feng will definitely be suspicious and make people stare at her endlessly.
Three days are very short.
If someone follows you all the time, how can you find a child?
Sikong Lingge sighed secretly, glad that he controlled his temper in time and did not continue to argue.
Turn around and leave with the butler.
Mrs. Feng looked at Sikong Lingge's departure back and stood in the pavilion for a long time, but she didn't move.
The weather changes quietly.
The wind blew, and the curtains of the entire garden began to flutter.
"Madam, it's going to rain. You can go back to your room first to avoid catching a cold." The servant reminded.
"Give me instructions, protect everything here and do not be destroyed." Mrs. Feng narrowed her eyes, looked up at the sky, and walked out of the pavilion, but she was not going back to the room.
"Yes." The servant immediately asked the other people to put down their work first and come to handle the wedding scene through the walkie-talkie. After saying that, he turned around and saw that Mrs. Feng was in the wrong direction, "Madam, aren't you going back to the room?"
Mrs. Feng shook her head, "I'll go see the young master."
Mrs. Feng had just walked into the hall and it started raining less than ten minutes after it was lifted.
The raindrops as big as beans hit the window "crackling", causing splashes of water.
Mrs. Feng stopped and looked into the garden—
The servants ran back and forth, moving things that were easily wet and damaged by the rain into the prepared place one by one. The originally fairy tale and dreamy place was cleaned up within seven minutes, leaving only a frame.
Sign the prototype.
The servants were all wet and wet.
Mrs. Feng withdrew her gaze and glanced at the servants beside her, "Tell the kitchen to make some ginger soup and send it to them."