After hearing the housekeeper's explanation, Feng Yi frowned: "The house is so big, how can you not find it?" Dogs don't grow wings and fly away. ”

The butler said, "But I can't find it anywhere." ”

Feng Shen chuckled: "I won't grow wings and go, do you go into the soil?" ”

Listening to his words, Song Zhiyue didn't know why, and thought of seeing Liang Weirong burying something in the back garden in the afternoon.

She looked at Liang Weirong opposite, she was eating with a faint expression, and she looked like she didn't care about herself.

Liang Weirong buried something after a quarrel with Wen Mei, so it was entirely possible for her to do so.

After dinner, I went back to the study to deal with work.

Song Zhiyue asked the maid to make a cup of coffee and sent it to the study.

"Can I stay here?" When Feng Chen looked at her, she said again, "I promise that there will be no sound and no disturbance to your work." ”

After returning to the Feng family, he has been very busy, and today he finally came back so early, she wanted to accompany him.

Feng Chen gently hooked his lips: "If you're not afraid of boredom, you can stay as long as you want." ”

The study was built not long ago, and the bookshelves are almost empty.

She found a random book to read and accompanied him in the study.

Feng Chen was busy until nearly eleven o'clock, and when he raised his head and moved his sore neck, he saw Song Zhiyue taking a nap with his head supported by one hand.

Her hair on one side was pinned behind her ear, revealing a plain side face, and delicate earlobes, which became more and more white and delicate in the light.

Feng Chen, turning off the computer, stepped forward and pulled the book out of her hand.

Song Zhiyue opened his eyes: "Done?" ”

Feng Chen nodded: "Let's go, go back to the room and sleep." ”

Song Zhiyue was led out of the study by him and went back to the bedroom.

"It's possible that the princess was buried." She said as she took her pajamas.

Feng Chenhu looked at her suspiciously, the maids at home knew that Wen Mei liked that pet dog very much, and it was usually more expensive than others, who would dare to bury it?

Song Zhiyue said: "Liang Weirong had a quarrel with her mother today, and later I saw her burying something in the back garden, I think it may be a princess." ”

If it was Liang Weirong, Feng Chen felt that it was possible.

"Okay, no matter how much, take a shower and go to bed."

"You go wash first." Song Zhiyue.

Feng Chen entered the bathroom, Song Zhiyue was afraid that she had wronged Liang Weirong, so she decided to go to the back garden to have a look.

She went downstairs with her phone, everyone had already gone to sleep, and it was dark in the hallway and living room.

She turned on the flashlight, went to the back garden from the back door, found the location where Liang Weirong buried something today, squatted down and dug the soil with her hands.

After the dirt on the surface was cut open, her fingertips felt something soft.

She leaned her phone closer and saw something snow-white, furry.

No need to dig any further, she already knows what it is.

She covered the dirt and went back to her room.

After Feng Chen came out of the bathroom, she said, "I went to see it just now, Liang Weirong is really a princess." ”

Feng Chen's face was indifferent: "Yes, that's it, you pretend not to know." ”

"Why?" Song Zhiyue's heart was cold, and she subconsciously felt that Feng Chen wanted to cover up for Liang Weirong.

"If you tell your mother, Liang Weirong will know that it was you who told the secret, she is not a good person, and she may take revenge on you, there is no need to provoke her for a dog." Feng Chen said.

Hearing that he was thinking about himself, Song Zhiyue was a little embarrassed, it turned out that he was too careful.

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