The two looked at her at the same time, and she smiled awkwardly: "Are you finished?" The things have been packed and are ready to go. ”

She looked at Feng Yi and then at Feng Chen, both father and son had a calm face, and there was no unpleasantness, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Feng Yi and Feng Chen also said about the same, Feng Yi said: "Then let's go." ”

Feng Chen still had to go to the office, so he didn't send Wen Mei home, and separated from them when he got out of the hospital.

***

On Friday night, Song Zhiyue brought a cup of coffee to Feng Chen and sent it to the study.

He was standing in front of the window on the phone, and when she knocked on the door and entered, he happened to be closing the line.

Feng Chen turned to look at her: "Let my mother meet with your parents tomorrow, and let's have a meal together." ”

Song Zhiyue was stunned for a moment and bit her lip: "Can it be a few more days?" ”

Feng Chen said: "I have already booked the box, there is no difference between a few days earlier and a few days later." ”

Song Zhiyue looked embarrassed, she had been thinking about how to call her parents about this matter in the past few days, but she didn't expect that he had already set the time and place.

"Then I'll go back to my room and give them a call."

"I've already arranged for someone to pick them up tomorrow."

He guessed that Song Zhiyue definitely didn't know how to talk to his parents, so he did everything.

Song Zhiyue gave him the coffee and put it on the desk: "Have you called them?" ”

Feng Chen nodded.

Song Zhiyue asked, "They already know that we are married?" ”

Feng Chen took her hand, sat down behind the desk, and took her into his arms.

"I haven't told them yet, I'll sit down together at dinner tomorrow and make it clear."

Song Zhiyue's face was sad, tomorrow when his parents know about this, they will definitely be very angry and angry.

She was worried about it all night, so she tossed and turned and didn't fall asleep.

She slept for two hours in a daze at dawn, and when she got up, she woke up again.

The two went downstairs to have breakfast, then cleaned up and went to the hotel.

On the way there, Feng Chen called Wen Mei and asked her where she went.

Wen Mei was still at home, saying that the car was broken down and the driver was repairing it, and when it was repaired, she would rush to the hotel immediately.

Feng Chencai didn't believe that she was bad, how could it be so bad, with his understanding of Wen Mei, she must have wanted to put on a shelf, and it would be too late to give Song's father and Song's mother a dismount.

Passing through the intersection in front, Feng Dust turned the front of the car.

Song Zhiyue asked suspiciously: "Don't you go?" ”

"Damn's car broke down, let's pick her up." Feng Chen said.

Song Zhiyue let out an "oh", and knew who this "mom" was referring to without asking.

When he arrived at the sealed house, the car didn't drive in, stopped outside the carved gate, and then called Wen Mei.

At this time, Wen Mei was sitting on the sofa in the living room, leisurely pruning flower branches in front of a vase of peach blossoms.

After the mobile phone rang, she put down the flower clip and connected: "Ah Chen, the driver hasn't repaired the car yet, and I'm also in a hurry, but it should be soon." ”

"Don't wait, I'm here to pick you up, I'm outside the gate." Feng Chen said.

Wen Mei's face changed, suppressed the turbidity in her heart, and said calmly: "That's better, so as not to delay time, you wait for me, I'll come out now." ”

Hanging up the phone, she put the phone down, picked up the flower scissors and continued to prune the branches, and then asked the maid to put it on the telephone cabinet, then took it upstairs and took the bag, and went out slowly.