Mrs.
Zhou held a small bowl in her hand and said with a smile: "Lanting, I made some white fungus soup tonight.
Seeing that the light in your room was still on, I filled a bowl for you."
Meng Lanting hurriedly took it and thanked her.
Mrs.
Zhou asked her to sit down and eat, and she walked in.
Seeing that there were still books spread out messily on her table, she tidied them up for her: "Don't tire yourself.
It's better to go to bed early at night."
Meng Lanting was afraid that she would see the photo, so he hurriedly put down the bowl and rushed to clean it up.
"Auntie, please go and have some rest.
I will take care of it myself.
I'm really sorry for coming back so late at night, which affected you and Professor Zhou's rest."
Mrs.
Zhou smiled and said, "Your uncle stays in the study until midnight every night and doesn't go to bed until midnight.
I'm used to it, so it won't affect you.
Eat quickly, and I'll put away the bowl after you finish."
Meng Lanting pretended to be nonchalant and put the algebra book with the photo at the bottom.
Then he felt more at ease, sat down quickly, lowered his head and started eating.
Mrs.
Zhou sat on the edge and watched her scoop up the white fungus with a spoon and put it into her mouth one by one.
She said, "I forgot to tell you just now.
Not long after you went out in the evening, Mr.
Gu called and said Their film company has an event tomorrow and invites you to come."
Meng Lanting said: "I'm afraid I don't have time.
If Mr.
Xiu calls again next time, I'm not at home.
Aunt, you can just turn it down for me."
Mrs.
Zhou nodded, looked at her for a moment, hesitated, and said, "Lanting, I have something to ask you.
I wonder if my aunt can ask you."
Meng Lanting nodded: "Auntie, tell me."
"Do you have a good relationship with Young Master Feng?"
Meng Lanting's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately remembered the back and forth between the two of them in the alley when Feng Kezhi sent him back tonight.
He wondered if there might have been too much noise, and Mrs.
Zhou saw or heard something. .
Her ears felt hot and she shook her head decisively: "No, aunt, please don't have any misunderstandings.
Apart from picking up and dropping off from night school, I have no other relationship with him."
Mrs.
Zhou looked relieved.
"Lanting, don't blame Auntie for being nosy.
I've seen you guys hanging out a lot recently, so I asked you a question.
It's not that I don't like Mr.
Feng.
After meeting him a few times, I realized that he is also a very good person, not to mention his family background. .
He's just a bit playful.
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How can I put it this way?
It's not a big deal for a noble man from such a family.
I'm just afraid that he's not someone who can settle down and live a good life.
That's fine with you, too.
Don’t worry.”
Meng Lanting knew that Mrs.
Zhou really cared about him, and he suddenly felt guilty, akin to doing bad things secretly without telling an adult.
After calming down, he said, "Don't worry, Auntie, I know what to do."
Mrs.
Zhou showed a loving smile and patted her hand gently: "Auntie, I'm relieved.
You can go to bed early."
She smiled, picked up the empty bowl, and walked out.
Meng Lanting sent her out, locked the door gently, came back slowly, and took out the photo again from the algebra book.
This is a photo taken in the 11th year of the Republic of China, with a date stamp on the back.
Although it has been carefully preserved, due to age, the paper surface is still slightly yellowed and stained with traces of time.
The photo shows a boy who looks to be only five or six years old.
He is wearing a starched white shirt, striped overalls, and a beautiful bow tie at the collar of the shirt.
His hair is combed back, making him look like a young boy.
Gentleman's attire.
The boy has a handsome face.
He seems to be in a good mood when facing the camera.
He is grinning, his eyes are curved like a pair of crescent moons, and two tiger teeth are exposed.
He looks very lovable.
The first time Meng Lanting saw this photo was on his thirteenth birthday, when his mother took it out.
It was also at that time that she realized that she had had a "fiancé" since she was a child.
That's the little boy in the photo.
The day she found out, the boy had grown into a teenager, probably fifteen years old.
The photo was later included in the book her father left for her as a souvenir.
She never took it out to look at it again, but she never thought of throwing it away.
It was as if it merged with my father's book and became one.
Meng Lanting stared at it for a while, and wanted to tear it up several times, and then threw it completely into the wastebasket.
He was a little unable to do so because of the turtle crawling on the little gentleman's forehead and the two mustaches.
After hesitating for a while, he finally bit his lip, slowly put it down, put it back in the book with his back down, and inserted it back.
In Feng's mansion.
After Feng Lingmei entered, she sat in front of the dressing table, picked up the comb and combed her hair without saying anything.
He Fangze stood by the door and looked at her back silently.
After a while, with a "pop" sound, Feng Lingmei put down her comb, stood up and walked towards him, reaching out to open the door.
"You'd better go back, I'm tired too and want to sleep."
He Fangze still didn't speak, but reached out and took her hand that was resting on the doorknob.
Feng Lingmei's eyelashes trembled slightly.
"you" A familiar masculine scent with a hint of alcohol immediately surrounded her.
He Fangze leaned over, easily picked up Feng Lingmei and put her on the bed.
Feng Lingmei's face turned a little red.
She struggled a few times, but was unable to resist the man's strength.
She was pressed on the bed by her husband and accepted his kiss.
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The robe quickly slipped from her shoulders.
The dim bedside lamp, the beautiful dark green silk, the fair and warm woman's skin.
The man's breathing soon became rough.
Feng Lingmei leaned back on the pillow, closed her eyes, and a blush appeared on her face.
"Xiaoba" He Fangze called her low in her ear, his voice was hoarse and trembling slightly, as if he was trying his best to restrain something.
Feng Lingmei said nothing, her eyes still closed, and her arms slowly climbed up her husband's broad and thick shoulders.
A soft hand followed the back of his neck and quietly reached into his collar.
The slightly cool palm of his hand was placed on the hot skin of the man's back, and he was gently stroking it under the cover of his clothes.
"Xiaoba" He Fangze couldn't help but shiver and called her again, his voice already filled with ecstasy.
He held her face and lowered his head to kiss her mouth again.
"He Fangze, will you listen to my words or not?"
Suddenly, his wife's voice floated into his ears with a soft and seductive charm.
He Fangze slowly raised his head and met his wife's eyes on the pillow.
Her hair was messy, her cheeks were flushed, her eyes were watery, and her breathing was a little quick.
She was so beautiful that it was soul-stirring, just like many years ago, when He Fangze was just an unknown low-level officer.
When he saw her for the first time, he never stopped.
The unforgettable appearance remains the same, without any change.
He Fangze paused.
Feng Lingmei waited for a moment, her eyes showing deep disappointment and a trace of uncontrollable anger.
"roll" She turned her face away from him.
A cold word came out of her beautiful red lips.
That soft hand no longer belonged to him and was withdrawn from his collar.
He Fangze froze for a moment, then suddenly held her face again, lowered his head and wanted to continue kissing her.
"He Fangze, I told you to get out."
"How dare you touch me without my permission" She spoke every word.
He Fangze froze again.
After a moment, he slowly let go, climbed up from her body, got down, turned his back to his wife on the bed, and silently arranged his clothes.
"I'm leaving."
He Fangze said in a low voice and walked towards the door.
Feng Lingmei kept turning her head inward and remained motionless until her husband came to the door and said, "He Fangze, this is the last chance I give you.
If you still don't listen, it's over for you and me."
He Fangze stood behind the door for a moment, slowly turned back and stared at the beautiful woman on the bed who never looked at him.
"No matter what happens, Xiaoba, as long as you speak, I will definitely listen to you.
But this is the only thing I can't choose."
"I was not good enough for you in the first place.
I was the one who misunderstood you.
Just let me know what to say, dad, and I will cooperate with you."
"sorry" His voice was low, with a slight trembling when he said he was sorry.
He paused, turned his head suddenly, reached out and opened the door.
Feng Lingmei slowly turned her face.
There was no one behind the door, the door was closed, and the room was empty, as if nothing had happened.
The circles under her eyes slowly turned red.
Feng Kezhi returned to Feng Mansion and learned that He Fangze had arrived a moment ago and was in the room upstairs.
He and his wife probably haven't been together for a long time.
Feng Kezhi didn't know why the two of them became like this.
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But Feng Kezhi didn't believe it that there was another woman somewhere.
If he really has it, let alone the eighth sister, don't even think about it.
Feng Kezhi was afraid of disturbing the couple's good relationship, so he was tiptoeing up the stairs.
Suddenly he heard footsteps coming from the corridor.
When he saw He Fangze coming out, he couldn't help being startled: "Eighth brother-in-law, it's so late, why don't you stay here?"
"Where's my eighth sister?"
He looked behind He Fangze.
He Fangze smiled and said: "I'll just say a few words and then leave.
Your eighth sister is already asleep."
"I'll go back first."
He Fangze nodded to Feng Kezhi, walked down the stairs, strode through the living room, and quickly disappeared outside the door.
Feng Kezhi watched him leave, walked to the door of Feng Lingmei's room, and knocked: "Eighth sister, are you asleep?"
"Sleeping.
Something happened."
After a while, Feng Lingmei's voice came out.
"Eighth brother-in-law is here, why is he leaving again?
Eighth sister, you won't let him stay?"
"You should stop worrying about adult matters and go to sleep."
The room fell silent and there was no sound anymore.
Feng Kezhi stood at the door for a while, shook his head, and walked towards his room.
In the evening of the next day, Feng Kezhi drove to the alley outside Zhou's house, parked the car, and was about to go in, when he suddenly remembered what she said that day not to let him in.
To be honest, her request made Feng Kezhi feel very unhappy for a time.
For the first time in my life, I felt like someone had lifted my face and stepped on the ground.
It was not very comfortable.
But for her sake, she doesn't care so much.
Feng Kezhi walked a few steps in, hesitated again, and saw several children squatting and playing with stones at the entrance of the alley.
Seeing that he was coming, they all tilted their heads to look, so he waved and took out a banknote from his pocket. , handed it over, and said with a smile: "Take it to buy candies.
Help me go to Zhou's house to call Miss Meng out, and say that someone is here.
If she doesn't come out, someone will go in."
The children already recognized the money, and happily ran in swarm, and after a while, they ran out again swarm.
Feng Kezhi saw Mrs.
Zhou coming out and rushed to greet her.
Mrs.
Zhou smiled and said: "Mr.
Feng, are you here to pick up Lan Ting?
Did you make an appointment?
Lan Ting didn't tell me about it.
In the afternoon, she followed Lao Zhou to Suzhou to attend an academic conference.
She won't come back until two days later."
Feng Kezhi hesitated for a moment and asked, "Has she made her itinerary long ago?"
Mrs.
Zhou shook her head: "No.
Lan Ting said today that she also wanted to attend.
It was the end of the semester and most students were reviewing, so Lao Zhou took her with him."
Feng Kezhi remained silent.
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"Why don't you come in and sit down?"
After confirming that the daughter of an old friend had no special feelings for this romantic young man from the Feng family, Mrs.
Zhou felt relieved.
As long as Lan Ting is not involved, she still has a good impression of Mr.
Feng.
"No.
I was just passing by.
I remembered that I had something to say to Miss Meng, so I just came here.
Forget it if I'm not here, next time."
Feng Kezhi thanked him and drove away as Mrs.
Zhou watched.
His expression slowly darkened.
After driving aimlessly on the street for a while, I threw the bouquet of roses prepared in the car out of the car window, set a direction, and the car sped towards the Gendarmerie Headquarters. gd1806102: