His Dearest Wife

Chapter 87

Lin Xiangxiang immediately gave up the idea of rushing up. Leng Yaochen seems to have very important work to do. It seems that today is not suitable.

I was a little frustrated. I waited more than an hour for him to show up and gave up. It's a pity that she has to come back tomorrow.

Think, think, think, for you, I'll give up.

Miss Lin put on his backpack, ready to leave, just walked to the door of the hall, hanging small head, but suddenly hit a person.

Lin missed a big surprise, quickly fold voice apology: "sorry, I didn't mean to, you OK."

"Miss Lin?" There was a surprised male voice on his head, which was obviously unexpected.

Lin Xiangxiang raised his head in surprise, and saw Leng Yaochen, who should have left, holding a phone in one hand, talking to someone. When he called her name, he hung up the next second.

"You haven't left yet?" Miss Lin is embarrassed, but she deliberately stayed for a few minutes and then came out. She was afraid that she might bump into Leng Yaochen and disturb his work.

"To me?" Cold Yao Chen Mou color slightly bright some, really didn't expect Lin miss will specially come to him.

Miss Lin nodded her head. Now that she ran into him again, she still rushed to send the gift out.

"Yes, I have something to do with you." Lin Xiangxiang took off his backpack and reached for it. He said, "I have something for you."

Leng Yaochen's handsome and elegant face is even more tinged with joy. When he sees Lin Xiangxiang's small hand touching out a beautiful gift box, his heart is slightly shocked.

"Take it and give it to you. It's my friend..."

"Mr. Leng, the meeting will start in 15 minutes. It's too late." The assistant came quickly to remind Leng yaolip.

Leng Yaochen took the gift box delivered by Lin Xiangxiang in his hand. His voice was low and soft: "I'll take the gift first, and I'll contact you again."

Lin Xiangxiang didn't expect that she was cut off by her assistant when she was halfway through. At the moment, she saw Leng Yaochen turn quickly to get on the bus. As soon as she froze, she was about to catch up and explain. Unfortunately, the black car left very quickly.

Miss Lin silly eyes, stupefied standing in the same place, gasping for breath two times: "how not to let people finish?"

It's over. Leng Yaochen's expression and tone just now must have thought that the gift was from her. No, it must be explained clearly, otherwise, the misunderstanding will be big.

Lin Xiangxiang turns around and runs to the front desk. She smiles and asks the beauty at the front desk for Leng Yaochen's contact information.

"Miss, you are ridiculous. How can we know the contact information of Mr. Leng?"

"That's to say, if you want to catch up with Mr. Leng, you don't have to be so direct."

"I think she just sent something to Mr. Leng. She was a flower maniac."

Lin Xiangxiang was blushed by their strange eyes, so she had to give up and turned around to walk out of the cold hall.

Yes, she is too ridiculous. How can Leng Yaochen's personal phone be known easily?

Lin Xiangxiang returns to the commercial street worried. After contacting the driver's elder brother, he is ready to return home.

Not long after I got on the bus, my grandfather's phone call came, and Lin was shocked.

If grandfather asks for her, there won't be any trouble for Feng Yu, will there?

"Grandfather, are you looking for me?" Lin Xiangxiang cheered up to answer the phone.

"Miss, do you have time to go back to Fengjia? Grandfather took some very good tea, you send some to Feng Shao for me Lin Kunnan said in a calm voice.

"Grandfather, do you have anything to ask him?" Can miss Lin not understand his grandfather? He opened this mouth, must have something to ask.

"Or do you know my grandfather? It's like this. My grandfather's goods have been blocked by the customs. My grandfather has been away for a long time, and it's useless." Lin Kunnan was a little depressed, but he was more angry: "now the customs card is tight, my grandfather is in urgent need of the goods on the production line, missing. This kind of small matter is just a matter of one word for Feng Yu, please let him help."

"Grandfather, is it a bit inappropriate to ask him to help in three days?" Lin is also very embarrassed.

"What is inappropriate? You are his wife, you open mouth, how can he not help you Lin Kunnan didn't like her negative and pessimistic attitude.

Lin sighed: "grandfather, you really overestimate my position in Fengjia. My relationship with Fengyu is not very good."

"What did grandfather tell you? Let you cater to him, tactful means, more considerate care about him, this feeling can not be good? I think you have a stubborn temper. Since you were a child, most of you have been the same, and you don't know how to make changes. Now you are a rich young woman. You have to face more things in the future. If you don't learn to make progress, you don't know how to deal with interpersonal relationships, and it's still you who suffer. " Lin Kunnan didn't like her linear thinking very much since she was a child. She really can't compare with Zimeng.

After a meal of training, Lin Xiangxiang's expression was a little pale. He didn't dare to say anything if he refused, so he nodded his head and agreed: "I'll go back and try. If Feng Yu doesn't help me, my grandfather will try another way.""Ask him first, and he will help." Lin Kunnan has pinned all her hopes on her.

Hung up the phone, Miss Lin's mood a thousand battle, she did not know when the Lin family this pit in the end is a head, also do not know how much patience Feng Yu has to endure her and Lin's repeated demands.

At the thought of these unreasonable requests, Lin's heart trembles. Maybe when Feng Yu no longer wants to help her and the Lin family, that is, when their marriage disintegrates.

It's really strange. Some days ago, I was still trying to divorce him. Now What about the idea of divorce?

Was it because he was ill last night that Feng Yu helped him?

The heart is very confused, Lin miss or let the driver big brother turn to the Lin family, Lin Kunnan prepared good tea to her hand, told her: "Miss, good request less, he certainly will not be ruthless."

"I see, grandfather. I'll try my best." Lin answered in a low voice, took the tea and got on the bus.

Back at Feng's home, it was more than two o'clock in the afternoon. Uncle Quan anxiously asked her, "have you had lunch, young grandma?"

Lin Xiangxiang shook his head embarrassed: "not yet. I went back to Lin's house to get something."

"Then I'll prepare it for you!" Right uncle hurriedly account down, in a short while steaming lunch on the end of the table.

Miss Lin is eating delicious food. Meimou subconsciously takes a look at the spacious and exquisite restaurant like a palace. Before, she always thought that rich family life was not only beautiful in appearance, but also weak in human relationship. However, since she met uncle Quan who was serious, responsible and considerate, she found that although the house was empty, it was also full of warmth.

After lunch, Miss Lin sat on the balcony chair on the second floor in the sun. The sun was warm and comfortable.

Put aside the mobile phone suddenly rang, Miss Lin Zheng heavy for a while, hand over a look, is Feng Yu.

She didn't dare to neglect and answered quickly.

"Did you take your medicine on time?" The man asked her indifferently.

"Yes Lin answered softly.

"If you have any discomfort, let uncle Quan find a doctor for you." Feng Yu was afraid that she was ill, so he had to remind her.

Miss Lin said: "I feel much better. I'll get better after a few more meals."

"Your body is too weak. You need to take good care of yourself. You should cooperate with Uncle Quan to prepare the meal for you. Don't be picky about food. Do you understand?" Feng Yu leans lazily on his office chair, but he cares about her like a nagging old lady. His painting style is really disharmonious.

"I know. I want to be healthy, too." Lin Miss where dare to refuse, such a good thing, she is too late to appreciate.

"We'll go out to eat in the evening. You prepare and I'll come back to pick you up." That's the point of Feng Yu's phone call, asking her for dinner.

Miss Lin Leng for a moment: "OK!"

Hung up the phone, Lin Miss staring at the mobile phone, I don't know if it's her illusion, and Feng Yu get along like this, actually not disgusted.

Is it like two lovers in love?

Miss Lin shakes for no reason, and knocks his fingers on his head twice: "Miss Lin, what are you thinking about, falling in love with Feng Yu? Are you crazy? "

He said that he couldn't fall in love with him. He knew that he was a pet given to him by the Lin family. He knew that this marriage was a joke, but he fell hopelessly in love with him. He would die very ugly.

After a nap, the alarm clock rang. Lin sat up and began to wash and dress.

When she was dressed up and sitting in the living room, there was a strong light in the distance, penetrating the dark color, and steadily stopped outside the hall.

The window rolled down, revealing Feng Yu's handsome face.

"Get in the car!" He spoke faintly.

Lin Xiangxiang bit his lower lip, walked over and sat on his co pilot.

The car, like an arrow, dashed into the night.

There is a very nice English song playing in the car. The man's deep and lingering voice is bewitching people's eardrum. He can't help but want to indulge.

Miss Lin was even more nervous. The things she thought about this afternoon seemed to be hooked up by this charming song, which made her face hot involuntarily.

Feng Yu focuses on the road ahead, and doesn't realize that the girl sitting next to him is blushing.

"What would you like to eat?" The car ran out of the manor Avenue and merged into the traffic. Feng Yu asked her faintly.

"Anything." Miss Lin answered absently.

At this time, she was really not in the mood to think about food, her mind was in a mess, and her heart was beating wildly.

She must be in a worse condition. On the contrary, she's getting worse. She's starting to get paranoid.

At a traffic light intersection, Feng Yu turned his eyes to see the quiet little woman beside him. With the light from the opposite side, his eyes changed slightly: "why is his face so red? Still have a fever? ""Er..." Miss Lin, the whole person trembled, immediately shook his head: "no, I'm not hot."

Feng Yu put his hand on her forehead and tried the temperature: "if there is no fever, why do you blush?"

“……” Is there a rule against blushing? Lin was completely speechless.