Mu Qichu came to condolences Feng Feihe.

But Feng Feihe couldn't speak, even though she saw Mu Qichu coming, she could only look at him with a pitiful look in his eyes.

Mu Qichu is such a cold boy, there is not even a slight fluctuation in his eyes.

When Xie Zhihua was in the ward with Concubine Feng, Mu Qichu only said in a cold tone: "Auntie, don't be sad, you will get better soon."

His tone was too flat, and it sounded as if he was completing a task.

Xie Zhihua was already holding fire, and when he heard these words, he immediately replied sharply: "People who don't know thought that you were forced to see our concubine! I really wronged you, Master Mu!"

Although knowing that he usually speaks in this tone, Xie Zhihua still feels wronged for his daughter.

Because she knew that her daughter had a crush on Mu Qichu, Feng Yongshi also thought about matching them.

The three sons of the Mu family can marry the Feng family no matter who they are.

But now Feng Feihe is lying on the hospital bed like this, he still has this tone, and Xie Zhihua is angry when he is watching.

I don’t expect Mu Qichu to suffer from muffled voices. He is the young master of the Mu family. He has always been used to it. Can he stand Xie Zhihua’s accusations?

He put down the things he had brought to express his condolences to Feng Feihe, and his tone became colder: "Auntie, I know that Feng Feihe had an accident. You are very sad, but you must know that her accident has nothing to do with me."

After he said this, he turned and left.

Feng Feihe was a little excited, and she wanted to make Mu Qichu stay. Xie Zhihua's eyes widened. When she saw Mu Qichu, she walked quickly and was immediately dumbfounded.

Concubine Fenghe's tears came out again.

Xie Zhihua panicked, and when he went out of the ward, Mu Qichu walked fast with long legs, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

She couldn't pull her back to chase her, and turned back with an ugly face: "Don't cry! The Mu family are all unscrupulous. What do you have to like him for? If you really like it, I will let your dad find a way at that time. marry you!"

Concubine Fenghe still didn't cry, she was so injured now that she couldn't move or talk, and everything with a weak mind could be stimulated.

You can't even get angry, what else can you do except cry.

Xie Zhihua couldn't bear to blame, so she could only shed tears with one piece: "You are the daughter of my Feng family. See whoever looks down on it, it's that **** kid who doesn't know anything about it!"

When Feng Yongshi came back with someone, he saw the two people crying in the ward. He couldn't bear it, and said, "Zhihua, Azu is here."

Xie Zhihua turned his head and quickly got up.

An old man with a cane came in from the side of Feng Yongshi.

The body looks a little rickety, but in fact it is full of spirits, with a childlike face, wearing a noble Tang suit, and when he walks in, it seems to be full of wind.

The eyebrows were sharp like an eagle, an old man who looked uncomfortable.

Feng Yongshi was cautious about his attitude, but he didn't dare to actively support him.

When he entered the house, Xie Zhihua lowered his head and yelled carefully: "Azu."

There were also a few bodyguards guarding the door, all of them came with the old man. At this moment, they were standing outside, but staring at Xie Zhihua and Feng Yongshi in the house, as if they were about to take their guns to destroy them if they had any changes.

With such an atmosphere, Xie Zhihua would be unconsciously nervous.

The ancestor is a key figure in the Feng family, and even the second brother in power must carefully accompany him, not to mention their small roles.

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