Chapter 220 Don't go! (One more)

  Leng Sa saw that Fu Fengcheng had calmed down, got up to get out of bed and pour him a glass of water. He was hugged tightly by Fu Fengcheng just after she moved, and Fu Fengcheng leaned against her tiredly, "Don't go."

  Leng Sa hesitated for a moment, but still did not break free of his hand. Instead, he stretched out his hand and patted him gently and said, "I'll pour you a glass of water. Does your leg hurt? Do you want to take some medicine and get a good night's sleep?"

  Fu Fengcheng said: "No, it's okay."

   Leng Sa couldn't help sighing in his heart. If Fu Fengcheng was as cold and domineering as usual and often said nonsense that made people want to slap him with that handsome face, Leng Sa could be less of a person than him.

  But at this time, Fu Fengcheng looked very weak and exhausted, and the evil spirit on his body had not completely dissipated. However, in Leng Sa's eyes at this time, he inexplicably felt that Fu Fengcheng in front of him was like a weak and poor little animal.

  These were naturally made up by the cold brain, and even if the blood was exhausted, Young Master Fu was still a beast.

   "I had a dream." Fu Fengcheng put his head on Leng Sa's lap, closed his eyes and slowly said.

   Leng Sa stretched out his hand and wiped his forehead, stained with sweat, "What did you dream of?"

   Fu Fengcheng chuckled, "Dreaming...I killed everyone."

   "..." Looking at him calmly, "Everyone?"

   "Yes." Fu Fengcheng said, "In my dream...everyone, there are corpses all over the mountains...I am the only one alive."

   "What else?" Leng Sa asked softly, obviously this was indeed just a dream.

  Fu Fengcheng was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "It's raining... so cold..."

  Lengsa stretched out his hand to cover his eyes, and then pulled the thin quilt tossed aside to cover him, and said, "It's not cold anymore, go to sleep."

  Fu Fengcheng reached out and grabbed her wrist but did not pull her hand away. His voice was faint as if he had completely restored the peace of the past, "Leng Mingyue, aren't you afraid of me?"

  Leng Sa tilted his head and looked at his hand holding his wrist, "What are you afraid of?"

   Fu Fengcheng smiled and said, "Maybe one day, I will really kill everyone."

   said coldly, "Think about not breaking the law, as long as you don't really do it, why should I be afraid? Besides...Can you beat me now?"

  Fu Fengcheng laughed lowly, and looked down at him coldly.

  She is not good at guessing people's hearts, let alone what he is laughing at, but there is no half of joy in the low laugh.

Leng Sa lightly sighed, and touched his forehead with the other hand, "Fu Fengcheng, don't let anyone who doesn't care about hurt you. If you really lose to those people, you want to hear them laugh at you under the Yellow Springs. Sound?"

   "What do you know?" Fu Fengcheng murmured.

Leng Sa said: "I don't know anything, but... I will trample all my enemies under my feet and I won't spend half of my thoughts on them." Except for my own relatives, the most terrible damage in this world has never come from the enemy. .

  "Forget the dream just now and go to sleep." Leng Sa said softly.

  "Don't go." Fu Fengcheng Road.

   "Well, I won't go." Leng Sa said softly.

  The peace in the room was restored again, and his breathing gradually became calmer.

  Looking at the sleeping person on his lap, Leng Sa's fingertips gently slid over the scar on his eyebrows, and he raised his hand and gently rubbed the wet fingertips and completely lost his sleepiness.

   Sideways and fetched the document that was thrown aside from behind, Leng Sa continued to flip through the light under the light.

  In the early morning, when Fu Fengcheng opened his eyes, the light in the room was still on. But by looking at the light outside, it's already dawn outside.

  Fu Fengcheng glanced at the clock on the wall. It was already eight o'clock in the morning. This time is still early for many people, but it is already very late for Fu Fengcheng.

  Fu Fengcheng looked down at Leng Sa, who was still sleeping while leaning against her, her quiet sleeping face frowned as if she had some inexplicable trouble in her dream.

  There was a thick stack of messy documents in the empty space behind him, and he obviously fell asleep before reading it.

  Fu Fengcheng raised his hand and stroked her cheek, a faint blue shadow appeared under the thick and slightly curled eyelashes.

  His gaze slowly fell to the wrist hanging on one side, and the few finger marks on the originally white and slender wrist were very clear, which was obviously caused by the strong pinching of the wrist.

Although Leng Sa looks exquisite and beautiful, and her skin is white as jade, she is not the kind of physique that will leave a mark on the touch. It will leave such a heavy mark. It can be seen that the person holding her hand really used it. Strength.

  Fu Fengcheng lowered his eyes, stretched out his hand and gently grasped her wrist but didn't use any force, and the Leng Sa in his sleep didn't mean to wake up at all.

  Fengcheng was slightly startled, remembering the faint warmth around him last night.

  Since the injury deteriorated again, he has fallen into a steady stream of nightmares again, and he feels the coldness of the whole body without a trace of temperature all the time.

  It is not that Fu Fengcheng's rationality and mental tenacity are indistinguishable from whether he is in a dream or reality, but he always finds it difficult to wake up and even gets stuck in it.

   Even worse, he longed to kill like in a dream.

  Only last night, the low voice seemed to come from the distant night sky, calling his name over and over again, pulling him out of the dream.

  In the middle of the night, he rarely slept for the first good night in the past few days. The warmth in his arms allowed him to stay away from the nightmare and get a long-lost sleep.

  Fu Fengcheng looked down at her, his eyes deep, "You are so smart... why don't you go?"

  "Young Master, Mrs. Young Master." A soft knock came from outside the door. Although Fu Fengcheng wanted to stop immediately, it was still too late. Leng Sa moved in his arms and slowly opened his eyes.

   Seeing Fu Fengcheng stunned, he quickly remembered what happened last night, and sat up a little worried and said, "When did you wake up? Or it hurts?"

   "I just woke up, it's okay." Fu Fengcheng said lightly.

   "Young Master, Mrs. Young." Outside the door, Xu Shaoming hesitated and knocked on the door again.

   Leng Sa got up and went to the bathroom, Fu Fengcheng sat up and said lightly, "Come in."

   Xu Shaoming then pushed the door in, and he was secretly relieved to see that Fu Fengcheng's expression was not bad.

   "Large and Young."

  Fu Fengcheng nodded slightly, "How's it going?"

  Xu Shaoming nodded, and presented the documents in his hands with both hands.

   Fu Fengcheng placed the file on his leg and tapped it lightly. He didn't rush to look at it, but looked up at Xu Shaoming, "Where is the person?"

  "Still in jail, I still have a breath." Xu Shaoming said, the youngest had ordered people not to die, and they had to take a breath no matter what.

  Fu Fengcheng showed a smile on his lips, and said, "Let him go."

  Xu Shaoming was taken aback, "Young Master? This..." Catch and release, this...

  Xu Shaoming glanced at the document on Fu Fengcheng’s knee for an instant. “The young man meant to send people back?” Would Mrs. Fu believe that Feng San said nothing? Of course not, after all, Feng San really didn't hold it, or even couldn't hold it for long. It can be seen that it is not a hard bone in normal times, and Madam Fu must know it in her heart.

  Fu Fengcheng shook his head, "No, just throw it on the street, let me know."

   "Subordinates understand." Xu Shaoming nodded, "Next..."

  Fu Fengcheng opened the first page of the document and glanced at it, "Catch Feng Jiye."

  "..." I suspect that you directly clicked the first person's name that appeared on the file.

"Yes."

  Leng Sa finished washing, changed his clothes and walked out of the cloakroom Xu Shaoming was about to retire and leave.

   "Mrs. Young."

  Leng Sa nodded, "Adjutant Xu is really tired this morning." He was injured a few days ago and was **** yesterday. He was still conscientious in reporting his work early this morning.

  Xu Shaoming smiled, "Mrs. Shao has made a serious statement, and his subordinates will resign if they have something to do with them."

   "Go ahead." Fu Fengcheng said lightly.

  Watching Xu Shaoming go out, Fu Fengcheng beckoned to Leng Sa and waited for her to sit down by the bed and said, "Do you know what this is?"

  Leng Sa glanced at it, "Feng San's confession."

   Fu Fengcheng was a little surprised, "Xu Shaoming told you?"

   Leng Sha laughed, "I must tell him? If Feng San is really dead, why do you want to take the body away so quickly? Do you deal with the aftermath for your wife?"

   So abruptly led people to break in, kill them and pull them away without leaving the corpse, which was too obvious.

  Ms. Fu may not doubt it, but she has nothing to do.

  In the final analysis, a person like Mrs. Fu is difficult and easy to deal with.

  It's difficult to deal with because she is the head wife of the Fu family and Fu Fengcheng's mother-in-law. As long as she has not committed any heinous crimes, at least Fu Fengcheng can't take her seriously.

   said it was easy to deal with, because she actually didn't have much except for the power in the backyard of the Fu family. Head-to-head, she is definitely not Fu Fengcheng's opponent. As long as Fu Fengcheng is not forced to compromise with her filial piety, she really can't do anything to Fu Fengcheng.

  Fu Fengcheng said, "Madam is really smart, see?"

   said coldly: "Have you finished reading it?" This confession is not thin, and Fu Fengcheng shouldn't have finished it so soon.

   Fu Fengcheng looked indifferent, "I don't need to watch it, Madam can tell me after reading it."

  Leng Sa looked at him, and still accepted the file in his hand. She had watched a lot of things last night, and she couldn't stand the excitement if she watched more today.

  But Fu Fengcheng...he suddenly had a fever yesterday, and I'm afraid it has nothing to do with the thing she saw last night.

  More than twenty pages of content, Leng Sa did not spend much time.

  Closed the file, Leng Sa said in a cold voice: "These confessions are probably not enough."

  Feng San made a confession indeed, there were a lot of Madam Fu dealing with Fu Fengcheng or stumbling him to Fu Fengcheng, but it was almost meaningless to prevent Madam Fu from turning over.

  At least Leng Sa originally suspected that Mrs. Fu had something to do with Fu Fengcheng’s injury last year, but he didn’t confess at all.

   Either Feng San really didn’t know, or the interrogator was unable to do so.

  Fu Fengcheng closed the document, put it aside and threw it with the pile before the bed, and said lightly: "Enough."

   Lengsa raised his eyebrows, "Are you sure?"

  Fu Fengcheng said: "Even if it is not enough, I can become enough. These days...Madam, let's watch the show."

  Leng Sa took a deep look at Fu Fengcheng and said, "I'll wait and see."

  (End of this chapter)