After saying the last sentence, tears welled up in her eyes, slid across her white face, and lingered on her delicate jaw.

Feng Chen's palm passed through the back of her neck and pulled her into his arms: "Don't cry, I'll deal with this matter." ”

Song Zhiyue hugged him and cried loudly: "I don't want to leave you, and I don't want my family to be hurt." ”

Feng Chen's body was only wearing a shirt, and he felt the wetness coming from his chest, he pursed his lips and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't know she would do that." ”

Song Zhiyue shook his head and rubbed all his tears on his clothes.

When she had cried enough, Feng Chen took her upstairs and sent her back to her room.

"Can you stay with me again?" She grabbed him by the sleeves.

Feng Chen said "um", saw her face crying, went into the bathroom and took a towel out, and asked her to wipe her face.

Song Zhiyue didn't sleep all night, she was so tired that she didn't even take a shower, she just lay down on the bed.

Feng Chen sat on the edge of the bed with her, thinking of Song Zhiyue's words just now, his eyes were glowing.

While he was wandering, the hand he had placed on his lap was suddenly grasped by a soft hand.

He turned his head to see that one of Song Zhiyue's hands stretched out from the quilt to hold him.

He hooked the corner of his lips imperceptibly, and rubbed the skin on the back of her hand with his thumb: "Sleep, I won't leave." ”

Song Zhiyue slowly closed her eyes and fell asleep after a while.

Feng Chen waited for her to fall asleep before exiting her room lightly.

He did not go back to the bedroom, but to the study.

Sitting down behind his desk, he lit a cigarette and smoked it unhurriedly.

Thinking of what his mother had done, he felt a chill.

The next morning, Song Zhiyue went downstairs to seal the dust and buy breakfast.

After breakfast, Song Zhiyue called and asked for a week of leave, and then planned to go home.

Although Song's mother was not seriously injured and was cared for in the hospital, Song's father's leg was injured and he couldn't get out of bed and walk around, and eating, drinking, and Lazar was a problem.

After the end of the week's vacation, it happened to be the National Day, which added up to almost half a month, and Song's mother's body would definitely recover in this half month.

She went upstairs and packed up two clothes and came down, dusted her and sent her out of the living room.

"You don't have to worry about my mother, I'll go and make it clear to her, and sometimes I'll go to see my uncle and aunt."

Song Zhiyue rested for a night, her complexion was much better, and she nodded "um".

After she left, Feng Chen also went out, he didn't go to the company, but went back to Feng's house.

Feng Shen has already gone to work, Feng Yi has also gone out, and only Wen Mei is home alone.

Wen Mei was still eating breakfast when she heard the housekeeper's happy report: "Madam, the second young master is back." ”

Wen Mei was overjoyed when she heard this, but she calmed down in just a moment.

Since Ah Chen moved out to live, he has never come back except for the Chinese New Year.

He came running over suddenly today, there must be something.

She thought of Song Zhiyue's matter, her eyes gradually became cold, and she sat down to continue breakfast.

The housekeeper was very happy to see her one second, but the next second she was not happy at all, although she had doubts in her heart, but she didn't dare to ask.

Seeing Feng Chen coming in from outside, he stepped forward: "Second Young Master." ”

Feng Chen's chin was faint, and seeing Wen Mei having breakfast, he walked towards the restaurant.

The butler followed behind him: "Second Young Master, have you had breakfast?" Do you want to accompany your wife to eat? ”