when Ye Zhenting would take the children to see the old man. The old man looked at the door today and had been looking forward to it all day.the children are not there now, and the Don is not thinkin...is still wishful thinking, Night Thunder has walked out of the room.

Feng Qianxue wants to sit up and stop him, but the maid waiting at the door has closed the door.

Feng Qianxue fell helplessly on the bed and said to himself in his heart that he should take good care of his injuries. When the injuries are healed, everything will be easy to do.

Night Thunder returned to his room, thinking of the way the wind and snow trembled with fear, and raised a bewildering arc on his lips.

that woman, stupid, very cute!

this night, Feng Qianxue did not sleep well, not because of the pain, but because the brain could not stop.

one moment thinking about the chip, the other thinking about the back of the night thunder.

although the two events have nothing to do with each other, they both affect her mood.

she is so distressed that she just wants to solve it as soon as possible.

the next morning, Feng Qianxue was awakened by the ringing of the phone. it was the babies. She answered the phone, simply appeased a few words and hung up the phone.

she doesn't want people to know the existence of the babies. After all, Feng's business was so big that she made a lot of enemies. Once the news got out, she and her family would be deliberately harassed by former opponents.

thunderstorm came in with a medical assistant to change the dressing for Feng Qianxue. When he opened the door, the night thunderbolt happened to pass by the door.

A straight black suit sets off the overbearing and mysterious temperament, and the slender and straight body looks more arrogant in the early morning sun.

he talked on the phone as he walked. As he passed the door, he seemed to glance casually into the room.

happened to look into the eyes of Feng Qianxue, he was indifferent and confident, but she was a little nervous.

in the end, he put aside his eyes and left in a hurry.

and her eyes have been following his back, trying to tell whether he is that person or not.

although the figure is really similar, she can't connect him with the duck who serves the rich woman every day.

"Miss Feng, I'm going to change your dressing now. It may hurt a little bit. Please bear with it." A gentle reminder of the thunderstorm.

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"well, come on."

Feng Qianxue didn't take it seriously, but when the thunderstorm untied the gauze around her neck, she immediately screamed in pain, "Ah-- it hurts--"

the night thunderbolt walking on the spiral stairs heard the sound, paused, and turned back to drink low: "Let her be gentle!"

"Yes, Night King." The maid waiting at the door hurried in to report.

thunderstorm and wind and snow both heard the sound of thunderstorm at night. Thunderstorm apologized again and again: "I'm sorry, Miss Feng, did I hurt you"

"nothing."

A warm current surges in Feng Qianxue's heart, which once again verifies his conclusion yesterday: the boss has a crush on her!

Feng Qianxue has always had a good wish, that is, he can eat and wait for death and get something for nothing.

she thought she would not be able to realize this wish until she was old and her three babies grew up, but she didn't expect it to come true now.

two maids, two doctors and a doctor wait on them, opening their mouths and clothes to hold out their hands, not to mention how happy they are.

and the night servants are well trained and very good at observing words and expressions.

Feng Qianxue just looked at the floor-to-ceiling window and sighed: "the sunshine is so good!"

the servant immediately put her in a wheelchair and pushed her to the garden to bask in the sun.

out of the room, Feng Qianxue really saw the luxury of this villa.

although the design is simple but extremely exquisite and ingenious, the whole villa is dominated by a white tone.

every furniture and decoration is a limited edition designed by a famous teacher, and the oil paintings hanging on the wall and the floor-to-ceiling vases in the corner are also priceless.

Feng Qianxue's father used to be the richest man in Haicheng. As a daughter of a wealthy family, she is also used to seeing good things and seeing big scenes.

but the night thrilling home is a hundred times more luxurious than she has ever seen.

walked out of the villa, and when she saw the gardens and lawns comparable to the royal garden, she marveled at the financial resources of the night thrill.

she suddenly remembered what Si Haoxuan said: "it seems that you don't know the strength of the Night Manager." me a potion to drink one bottle a week, which I have maintained until now."Leng Qianxue talked about his treatment and finally added..."this is not important. Now, apart from thunderstorms, I basical...