Hai Ling leaned forward and said in a low voice: "Your mother may be testing you because of your mother's trip. Be careful and don't fall into your mother's trap. Your people must be careful." Don't move, don't make any movement."

Feng Qing suddenly shuddered.

She didn't say much, just nodded slightly.

Hai Ling changed the topic and chatted with her for a while. After she finished her cup of coffee, Hai Ling stood up and left. She wanted to go back to the company.

The company had just been established, and as the head of the family, she had to worry about everything.

After Hai Ling left, Feng Qing stayed in the coffee shop for a long time. After finishing her coffee and eating two snacks, she couldn't finish it. She called the waiter and asked the waiter to help her pack the unfinished snacks. She just checked out and left.

Such delicious snacks, if you can't finish them, pack them up and take them back to the company. When you are tired from working, you can continue to taste them during your break.

When Feng Qing eats out, she packs it if she can't finish it. She is not afraid of others laughing at her.

She grew up in a rural area, and her life at her adoptive mother's house was not good. She was reluctant to waste things, which seemed normal to others.

Ten minutes later.

Feng Qing drove back to Feng's Restaurant by herself. As soon as she returned to the company gate, she was stopped by several people.

Those people were her adoptive mother's family.

They must have been waiting for a long time at Feng's House, but they didn't wait for her to come out. Unexpectedly, she went out.

After the adoptive brother turned around and saw that the person in the car was her, he told his adoptive mother. The adoptive mother turned to look at her. After making sure that she was right, she came over with her two sons.

Feng Qing slowly stopped the car.

She is not afraid of these three people on her territory.

I believe they would not dare to touch her on Feng's territory.

When they got closer, Feng Qing pressed down the car window and asked her adoptive mother coldly: "What are you three doing here?"

"Aqing."

The adoptive mother forced out a smile. In Feng Qing's eyes, her smile was uglier than crying.

My daughter died last night. It would be a lie to say that she was not sad.

Feng Qing said calmly: "If you don't want to laugh, don't laugh. Your daughter died just last night. You shouldn't laugh now. Although she didn't grow up beside you, you always knew that she was your daughter. Every time When your husband comes home, you will give him the best things in the house to give to your daughter."

"It's a lie to say you don't have feelings. Now that she's dead, it's normal for you, a mother, to feel uncomfortable. Don't force yourself to laugh."

The adoptive mother looked haggard, as if she had aged ten years, and her eyes were red and swollen. JrNovels.com