He handed the porridge bowl to the housekeeper on the side, glanced at Wen Mei again, and saw that Wen Mei still didn't want to look at him, so he turned around and walked towards the door of the ward.

Hearing the sound of the ward door closing, Wen Mei turned her head and looked at the closed door, feeling a chill in her heart.

knew that her son was so unfilial, she might as well have given birth to a daughter.

"Madam, you can eat a little bit of this porridge, and if you don't want to eat it, there is also chicken soup."

"Why are you sending me to the hospital? Why don't you let me die? If you shouldn't have saved me, you should have let me die. Wen Mei's tears burst out of her eyes and she cried bitterly.

Feng Chen didn't leave, he kept standing outside the ward, listening to Wen Mei's hoarse cry, his eyes became dark, and finally left without saying a word.

It was almost nine o'clock when he got home, Song Zhiyue was watching TV in the living room, and when he saw him coming back, he quickly ran forward and took out his slippers from the shoe cabinet.

Seeing him frowning, she asked, "Hasn't Mom woken up yet?" ”

"I'm awake." Seal the dust and take off the blazer and hang it on the floor-to-ceiling hanger.

Song Zhiyue put the shoes he had changed into the shoe cabinet: "She's okay, right?" ”

Feng Chen untied his cuffs and walked to the sofa: "People are fine, but the mood is still not good." ”

"Have you had dinner? I asked Aunt Xiao to leave you a meal. ”

"Not yet." Feng Chen's mood was a little heavy.

Song Zhiyue clicked into the kitchen, took the food out of the incubator, and put it on the table for him.

Feng Chen went to wash his hands, came out and entered the restaurant and sat down.

Song Zhiyue handed him the chopsticks and sat opposite him to accompany him.

She hesitated and asked, "Is it Mom...... What did you say again? ”

She felt that Wen Mei might take the opportunity to let Feng Chen leave her and divorce them.

"Nope." Feng Chen knew what she was thinking, "She didn't talk to me. ”

Song Zhiyue was shocked, it seemed that Wen Mei was really angry this time, and she didn't even want to deal with it.

In the afternoon of the next day, Feng Chen was not very busy, so he went to the hospital to see Wen Mei.

In addition to the maid, nursery rhymes are also there.

Seeing the nursery rhyme, Feng Chen frowned.

Tong Yao sat on a chair and stool next to the hospital bed, talking to Wen Mei while peeling fruit.

When Wen Mei saw him coming, her face instantly turned bad, and she glared at him and said, "What are you doing here?" ”

Tong Yao looked sideways at Feng Chen, he was in a suit and leather shoes, his tall height and handsome and three-dimensional facial features were outstanding, his bones were full of masculinity, and his mature and stable temperament made people more and more fascinated.

"Auntie, of course Lawyer Feng is here to see you."

"I'm not unfamiliar with him!" Wen Mei said in a very bad tone.

Feng Chen stepped forward silently, put the fruit basket in his hand on the table, and then looked at Tong Yao.

"Miss Tong, I have made it very clear at the banquet, in order to avoid suspicion, please stay away from my mother in the future."

The face of the nursery rhyme turned pale, and the fruit knife almost slashed on his hand.

The on-the-spot refusal of Feng Chen's at the banquet made her the object of other people's discussions.

Feng Chen would rather marry a woman without any family background than marry her, which made her lose face.

She came today to find out Wen Mei's tone and see if it was possible for her and Feng Chen.

The practice of sealing the dust not only made the family sealed, but also made the Tong family lose face.

So the child's father and mother didn't let her come to the hospital to see Wen Mei, and asked her not to rush to post it.

She lied to them, saying that she had made an appointment with her friends to go shopping before she had the opportunity to come to the hospital.