Rebirth Business Woman: Major General, You Have Lost Again

Because of the special way of getting along at the beginning, it was always difficult for Qin Qing to define Feng Yan's existence.

This man gave her the warmth of being a family member. Despite his indifference, everything was well arranged for her daily necessities. As a lover, he believed in the loyalty of a soldier, and gave her stability and all accommodations.

This person seemed to fill the gray emotional zone in her heart at once.

But when she thought about it carefully, she was a little different. She remembered what the young woman had said tonight, and the pain in her heart when the white-collar woman was sharply sarcastic.

"Feng Yan, tell me, what is maternal love like?" She grabbed the man's wide and warm palm, raised a face that was flickeringly lit by the lights outside the window, and the confusion in her eyes stabbed Feng Yan in an instant. Yan's eyes.

In this position, Feng Yan leaned over and hugged her into his arms, pressed her thin back tightly against himself, and said in a deep voice: "My mother said that pregnancy is very hard in October, and the share of giving birth to a baby Pain is love for them."

The pain of childbirth is not only dividing life into two, but also sharing love on another life.

It is said that the child is the debt of the parents, but the initial pain of the mother is not the debt of the children.

"She went crazy when you were very young. Do you still love her?" Qin Qing could actually hear the warmth in the man's mouth, but she still couldn't empathize with her. She could only break the casserole and ask the end like an ignorant child.

Is there love for a crazy mother who is born but not raised, locked in the attic all year round, and can hardly take care of herself?

"Love, maybe, it's more of a responsibility." Feng Yan frowned and thought for a while, he was not good at words, he could only organize words to comfort his lover, "I'm not very impressed with her, more is After entering the army, the team found out that she entrusted someone to take care of me. Before she was crazy, I had to take responsibility for everything she did to me. I don’t know if it’s love, but I can’t allow others Hurt and slander her."

Even if you have never met, you will not allow others to criticize you. This view is very similar to the young woman tonight. She is also an orphan, because she has nowhere to go and has become prostitute, but she still defends her mother in every possible way.

This may be a kind of human nature in blood, so the coldness is like Feng Yan. For so many years, he has to see people die and corpses. He has been looking for his mother with his sister Feng Yue, and the reason why she is suffering in her heart is why not Stuck on this.

This time the conversation was unconventional, the taciturn Feng Yan was talking, while Qin Qing was listening, and when the car drove to the downstairs of the villa, Qin Qing had already fallen asleep in Feng Yan's arms.

"Recently she's... a little tired, take good care of her." Zhao Yin opened the car door and saw Feng Yan coming down with the sleeping girl in his arms. He glanced at the girl's thin face buried in the shadows, but he swallowed the words after all. go down.

"I will, please don't worry." Feng Yan nodded, shielded the girl from the wind with his suit, and then walked away and disappeared into the bungalow.

Zhao Yin looked at it for a long time before shaking his head and sighing. As a person who assists in the investigation, he is most aware of the girl's entanglement at the moment, but even if he tells Feng Yan, there is still no solution to this dilemma.

The night was deep, and the Fan's house far away on the mountainside was brightly lit at this time. Fan Hong, who was still playing mahjong by the floor-to-ceiling windows, glanced at the motionless mobile phone screen, and suddenly stopped the game in his hand.

"It's late, let's go here today." He waved his hand with a lack of interest, knowing that the person he met tonight would never be caught.

"The gambler should go to bed early." Several attendees left the table tactfully and offered to resign.

After a while, a housekeeper hurried over, "Master, there is a girl who doesn't understand the rules and offended the Fourth Young Master, her hand was broken and she was thrown out."

The housekeeper was no younger than the gambling king, and he was still sweating on his forehead when he left in a hurry, his expression was full of fear.

Hearing this, Fan Hong paused while touching the mahjong hand, and raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Oh? This kid is enlightened."

When someone else's child hurt someone, as a parent, he must teach him a lesson, but when the old man heard that his son had broken a girl's arm, he laughed instead of anger.

"The fourth young master said that he wants to go out for activities and take over some affairs." The housekeeper carefully conveyed the young master's intentions carefully.

Fan Hong nodded after listening, and said in a relieved tone: "It's rare that he is sensible and has been locked up for long enough, so let him come out. Tell him that guests will come to the house in a few days, and let him take care of the inner house."

The inner house refers to the main house.

The housekeeper was startled, bowed his head and replied, "Yes."

Now everyone knows that the gambling king is old, and the offspring of many wives under his knees are all out to manage the business, but what really counts is the people around him who handle the internal affairs.

It seems that the matter of the heir after the Gambling King Competition is really going to be put on the table.

Qin Qing, who had successfully escaped the catastrophe, didn't know how the dark tide was turbulent on all sides. She fell into a deep sleep and didn't regain consciousness until the sun outside the screen window penetrated into her eyelids at dawn.

She subconsciously stretched out her hand towards the seat beside her, it was empty and there was no warmth left, presumably Feng Yan got up early and left beforehand.

Feeling a little lost in her heart, she opened her eyes and looked at the too empty room, but she still had no sense of belonging in her heart. Thinking of the conversation last night, she couldn't help but sighed softly, and got out of bed to wash up.

When he finished washing and was about to change his clothes and go out, there was a sudden sound of footsteps at the door, and in the blink of an eye, he saw a tall and stalwart man wearing an apron and carrying a dinner plate.

Qin Qing was stunned for a moment, and the corner of her mouth was raised first, "Aren't you busy today?"

"Your breakfast is priority." Feng Yan took a long leg, put the meal on the table, and took something out of his pocket.

Sitting in front of the dressing table, Qin Qing was a little absent-minded. After deliberating for a while, she decided to talk again, "Feng Yan, I talked about the retreat last night, I think..."

In the middle of the conversation, she suddenly stopped, because the moment she turned her head, she saw what the man put on the dinner plate.

"This, it's a reward." Sensing where her eyes were wandering, Feng Yan picked up the little red flower and put it in her palm again.

A little red flower.

'If you continue to boast, you should reward me as a little red flower. '

Qin Qing remembered that he was just making a joke at the time, implying that the other party regarded him as a kindergarten child and praised him only to reward the little red flower. He never thought that this person would actually cut a flower out of red paper without saying a word.

"You..." Qin Qing caressed the unattractive, simple and rude little flower in her hand, and wanted to say something, but she laughed softly first, smiling, and suddenly something in her heart came to her. answer.

The remaining one update will be made up tomorrow, my aunt wants my life, and is frantically testing on the verge of breaking the update every day~