Chapter 1142: There Are Wind Chimes in the South and Hengmu in the North (Four Hundred and Five)

Feng Ling fell asleep again as if he had heard some amnesty order.

Or maybe she didn't wake up at all just now, but she was being tossed by him in her dream, begging for mercy instinctively.

At noon, the curtains in the room were closed tightly, and both of them were sleeping.

Li Nanheng's cell phone suddenly vibrated in his pocket for at least ten minutes, before the man impatiently reached out and took the cell phone over, picked it up, and put it to his ear: "Say something quickly, don't disturb me. I'm sleeping."

The person on the other side of the phone was stunned for a moment because of his voice, which was really still sleeping in broad daylight, and then said: "Young Master Li, something happened to the Feng family, and several old men in our family have been called out. He hasn't come back since early morning."

Hearing the words of the Feng family, Li Nanheng was impatient: "What happened to the Feng family has something to do with the Li family? What does it mean that the old ones are called?"

"It's Miss Feng's business. I heard that she went to China quietly yesterday. She didn't know what happened in China. She was sent back to China overnight by the police. I'm just the housekeeper of the Li family, so I don't want to ask more about what happened. What, but the old men were indeed called early in the morning. I heard that Miss Feng committed suicide at home, cut her wrists and hit the wall, and the matter was serious..."

The speed of the police was fast enough. They had already returned to Feng's house early in the morning. It can be seen that he was deported back to the United States as soon as he arrived at the police station last night.

But if it wasn't because of the Feng family's reputation, the police would not have sent the person away so easily. It was more or less because of the Feng family's credit, otherwise this matter would not have ended so easily.

Going back to Feng's house to commit suicide, forcing several old members of Li's family to come to her door, Feng Mingzhu's dangerous move of threatening her life may have been planned for herself during the dozen or so hours of flying back to the United States back road.

"Who asked you to call me?" Li Nanheng asked.

The housekeeper of the Li family said eagerly on the phone: "It's Mr. Li, the other three elders also sounded very unfriendly on the phone. I don't know what happened, but Miss Feng's suicide should be related to you. It doesn't matter, otherwise the old men won't be so angry, and let me call you... tell you to get out..."

Li Nanheng was silent for a moment: "I see."

After finishing the sentence, he hung up the phone directly, threw it aside, and then looked at the woman who was sleeping in his arms who didn't know what Jinxi was. He lowered his head and kissed her face and the tip of her nose. After kissing for a while, she He said in his ear: "I have something to do and I need to rush back to the United States temporarily. You should rest obediently. If you want to go back to Jindu Hotel to recuperate, you can go back directly. If you want to stay here to recuperate, you can also. I will keep a few people here so that no one will come to disturb you. Don't wander around in the next few days, I will be back soon."

Feng Ling heard it in a drowsy state, and reluctantly murmured in agreement, but continued to sleep with his eyes closed, and even turned over and continued to sleep when the man lifted the quilt and got up, as if it was more important for a man not to have a bed.

Li Nanheng looked back at this woman who was sleeping soundly and didn't have any nostalgia for him to leave. If it weren't for the fact that the old ones were all in the Feng family, he had to rush back to stabilize the situation, otherwise even if he gave him another In two hours, he also had to wake her up, let her know who is her man, and dare to ignore him again and again, it is really owed!

...

Feng Ling really fell asleep, even if it was an earthquake, she might not be able to wake her up.

After another two hours, she woke up and turned over on the bed, feeling terribly sore all over. While secretly hating that bastard, she slowly moved her legs, Feeling that the swelling and soreness was much better than before, he looked at the empty bed on the other side in a blink of an eye.

She remembered that he said that he had to rush back to the United States due to urgent matters. With Li Nanheng's usual style of acting, if there was no real urgent matter, he would definitely stay on her bed now, and he would not be able to drive away even if the sky fell.

Fortunately, he left, otherwise she would definitely suffocate him with a pillow when she woke up.

Otherwise, wait for her strength to recover and have a good duel,

Last night and this morning's "fights", she was always at a disadvantage because she was a woman. It was useless to cry when she was bullied. The more she cried, the more energetic he became. To describe him is less than one-tenth of his badness!

He was in the XI base for so long before, except for kissing her, hugging her or touching her which he couldn't control for a while, at least he still had a sense of proportion, but today, this man is like a monster in the imprisoned dragon tower , as if the ban was finally lifted!

Feng Ling lay on the bed for a while, although he was still very tired, terribly tired, but he still couldn't fall asleep, so he sat up reluctantly, rubbed his sore waist, picked up his phone and glanced at it, only then did he see half of the Ji Nuan sent herself a text message a few hours ago, asking if she was at home now.

Looking up, I saw a message that the man sent her at the airport an hour ago. When I opened it, it showed a kissing expression.

Feng Ling: "..."

She didn't reply, and threw the phone back on the bed with a look of disgust, lifted the quilt, got out of bed, and went to the living room to find water.

Slightly cool water poured down his throat, and the words the man said suddenly sounded in his mind.

little daughter-in-law.

I owe him three years of bridal chamber candles.

The last day of three years.

Her hand on the quilt suddenly stopped.

After all, the day before she was kicked out of the base was also the day after it was rumored that Li Nanheng married Miss Feng's family.

The day before three years ago was today, so what did he mean by the last day after three years?

She was so resistant to him calling her daughter-in-law, but he shouted vigorously, and there was this so-called three years, the so-called bridal chamber.

Get married, Miss Feng...Miss Feng...Feng...

Feng Ling's expression suddenly paused, how many young ladies are there in the Feng family? There was no one else except Feng Mingzhu, but he repeatedly said that he did not marry Feng Mingzhu, and he repeatedly emphasized that he had never married any woman...

Then this Miss Feng does not exist? Or exists in another way?

Isn't the other Miss Feng just...

Feng Ling couldn't understand this matter. He stood there holding the cup in a daze for a long time but couldn't understand it thoroughly. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that such a coincidence could not happen in this world, and the second lady of the Feng family... ...She... In the eyes of many people, isn't she already dead?

How is that possible...

Just as Feng Ling was holding the cup in a daze, there was a sudden knock on the door outside.

She turned around and went out to open the door, only to see that it was Ji Nuan who came.

The moment Ji Nuan saw her when she opened the door, she raised her eyelids, and it was the first time she saw Feng Ling with such a haggard face and seemed to be out of shape: "What's wrong with you...is your injury better? This is sick again still……"