The bedroom has no lights on, it is dark and gloomy, making people feel extremely uncomfortable to see.
On the table, there are a lot of food—
Some were delivered last night, some were from this morning... none of them moved.
Feng Liye was sitting in a wheelchair with a very calm expression, as calm as a still statue.
His face was pale and bloodless, his cheeks were thin, and his condition was extremely ill, like a patient who had been lying on the bed for more than a year.
When Mrs. Feng saw this, her heart suddenly tightened and her eyes immediately turned red.
Feng Liye heard the footsteps and turned his head, his voice dry and hoarse, "Mom, why are you here?"
"I'll do it, I have good news to tell you." Mrs. Feng reached out to wipe away the wetness in her eyes and said with a smile.
Thinking she was going to mention the operation again, Feng Liye frowned and his face turned cold, "I said that I won't have to spend more energy on my legs."
"It's not a surgery." Mrs. Feng walked in and looked at her son with a smile.
Not a surgery?
Feng Liye's eyebrows became tighter and tighter, and his eyes were suspicious—
From the moment Mrs. Feng learned that Feng Liye was unwilling to have surgery, Mrs. Feng came to visit him at three meals a day, plus the frequency of Xiaoye, and tried to persuade Feng Liye to have surgery.
Unfortunately, I returned home in a desperate situation every time, and was constantly disappointed, disappointed, and disappointed again.
After much persuasion, Mrs. Feng almost knelt down and begged her son, but Feng Liye still said that she would not undergo surgery!
Because of this, Mrs. Feng would ask "that person" to give Shangguan Zhixing and Shangguan Rui's children to herself as bargaining chips for exchange of conditions with Sikong Lingge—
From the moment, the situation is very good.
Each step is presented one by one according to her expected direction.
It seems that she did the first step right.
Next, let the son know about the wedding, and then make up a reason to tell his son that this was Sikong Lingge's personal agreement-
"You must not guess what I brought here." Mrs. Feng turned around and glanced at the servant.
The servant presented a carefully carved wooden box.
Mrs. Feng took it and handed it to Feng Liye.
Feng Liye frowned and wondered, and did not reach out to answer, "Is this..."
Mrs. Feng tucked it into her hand toughly: "Open it and see if you like it."
“…”
Feng Liye opened the box and saw a small red book lying inside.
"Pick it up and take a look." Mrs. Feng urged, her eyes shining with bright things.
What the hell is she doing?
Feng Li Ye's eyebrows became deeper and deeper. He hesitated for a while, picked up the red book and opened it-
The next second, Feng Liye's body shook violently, looking at the red book in astonishment, unable to come back to his senses——
The box contains the marriage certificate signed by Lingge!
"How is it? Do you like it?" Mrs. Feng's concerning voice rang in her ears.
"Ah? Mom, what did you say just now?" Feng Liye came to his senses, his expression couldn't help but feel excited.