Entering the bedroom, he closed the door with his feet and strode towards the bed.

He put Song Zhiyue on the bed, took off his suit jacket and threw it at the end of the bed, leaned over and kissed her again, Song Zhiyue circled his neck and responded to him.

***

Song Zhiyue had the habit of sleeping lazily on weekends, and she tossed too late last night, so she didn't get up until nearly ten o'clock.

As soon as she got downstairs, she beckoned to her, and she walked over.

Feng Chen hooked her jaw and looked at her face, and saw that the left cheek had been swollen and not as red as yesterday, so he gave up.

"Yesterday the ice was applied in time, and there was no swelling."

Facing his deep and quiet eyes, Song Zhiyue's heart was soft, and a pair of clear and clean eyes looked at him.

"I'm hurt, you bullied me last night."

It really tossed her too hard yesterday.

He just wanted her to forget those grievances, and he didn't control them well for a while.

"Don't like it?" He deliberately teased her.

Like to like, but you can't admit it.

Be reserved at this time, otherwise who knows what tricks he will come up with next time.

She shook her head and said duplicitously, "I don't like it." ”

Feng Chen unconsciously hooked his lips: "If you don't like it, what did you call last night?" ”

Song Zhiyue's face instantly turned red, and Yu Guang glanced at Wang Ma, who had taken breakfast from the kitchen, and pushed him away and walked into the restaurant quickly.

Feng Chen looked at her deserted figure and hooked his lips, he had something to deal with, so he went to the upstairs study.

He opened the computer and logged in to the mailbox, there were several unread emails, and he was checking them one by one, and his phone rang.

"Second young master, my wife committed suicide by cutting her wrists."

He stood up suddenly, his brows furrowed: "What did you say?" ”

The servant of the Feng family repeated what he had just said: "Mrs. committed suicide by cutting her wrists, and she is now being rescued in the hospital." ”

***

Song Zhiyue received a call from Su Wansheng after breakfast, asking her why she left suddenly yesterday and if something happened.

Usually at home, she is more casual and has no image at all.

Feng Chen has seen it several times, and he never said anything about her, he just liked her.

She sat cross-legged on the sofa, hugged the pillow and began to confide in Su Wanbi about her grievances at the banquet yesterday.

When she talked to Su Wansheng, she naturally did not hide Ji Yi's appearance, and even said that Ji Yi put on her face.

As the two of them were talking, there was the sound of hurried footsteps on the stairs.

Song Zhiyue turned his head to take a look, and Feng Chen came down from the upstairs with a worried expression.

There was a hint of anxiety in his cold eyebrows, different from the calm and indifferent of the past.

Seeing him approaching him, Song Zhiyue took his mobile phone away from his ear and asked him, "Is something going on?" ”

He strode over to the coffee table, grabbed the car keys on the table, and instead of answering her words, he said, "You come with me!" ”

With that, he walked out of the living room, his pace brisk.

"Shengsheng, let's do this first, I have something urgent, hang up."

Song Zhiyue said a word to Su Wansheng on the phone, and hung up the phone.

She was wearing home clothes, but looking at Feng Chen's anxious appearance, something should have happened.

She didn't even change her clothes, she didn't go upstairs to get her bag, she put on her slippers and ran to the entrance, and quickly followed out after changing her shoes.

She trotted all the way to the garage, and Feng Dust was already sitting in the car, waiting for her.

She quickly pulled the car door and sat in, and after fastening her seat belt, she looked at the man's tense side face and wanted to ask him what was wrong, but after thinking about it, she didn't ask, and she would know when she went. I want to talk with more like-minded people about "Strong Pet Number One Fresh Wife: Lu Shao, get out!" ", WeChat pays attention to "excellent reading literature", chatting about life, looking for confidants~