Mo Jinlan's heart beats like a drum. She doesn't know what to do. She knows that she has been calculated, but she never thought that Mrs. Feng would frame her by this means.

Let Feng Shaojin and she coexist in a room, if spread to Mo Lingwei's ear, still don't know what consequence will have.

She can't afford the responsibility.

Mo Jinlan increased her strength and clapped the door of the bedroom crazily: "is anyone there? Let me out

He Jingshu stood at the entrance of the corridor, looking at the closed door of the bedroom, feeling extremely bad.

"Ma'am, is that really good?" He Jingshu has a little more complaint about Mrs. Feng in her heart.

Instead of locking Feng Shaojin and Mo Jinlan together, it's better to lock Feng Shaojin with her. Maybe after tonight, she will be pregnant with Feng Shaojin's flesh and blood.

At that time, she will give birth to half a boy and half a girl, and her son will be expensive. Her position as the young commander's wife will be stable.

Now it's good. Mrs. Feng tries her best to make Mo Jinlan get a bargain.

She has been waiting for Mrs. Feng for several years, and she has no chance to serve Shaojin.

Mrs. Feng said with a confident smile: "of course, after tonight, some of the two Mohist sisters have made trouble. Women like Mo Lingwei are always arrogant. In this world, Feng Shaojin can have a close relationship with any woman, except her own sister.

She would rather die than marry into a feudal family.

As for Mo Jinlan, do you really think Shaojin takes her seriously?

It's nothing more than throwing it in and trying to block me up. If I really like it, I've already given her something substantial. How could she have wasted so many years without fame and distinction? "

Listen to Mrs. Feng such an analysis, he Jingshu will be clear.

A moment later, the heart suddenly rose to a wave of sadness.

Mo Jinlan is like this, how can she not be like this?

After so many years of wasted time, if the he family didn't push her out to get married with the Fengjia family, she would have been in a dilemma. Maybe she had already married and had a son, and lived a plain life as a husband and a son. She would not have been able to serve an old woman with a strange temperament.

She has no wrist, no ability, in order not to become the abandoned son and victim of the family, can only harden the scalp, a way to the black.

He Jingshu listens to the sound of knocking on the door, only to find it extremely harsh and ironic.

The man in it was her fiance. She let Mrs. Feng push other women to her fiance's bed.

If Feng dujun dotes on other women, I don't know if Mrs. Feng will be as painful as her.

The servant went upstairs with the sobering tea and wanted to send it to Feng Shaojin in the bedroom. She was stopped by Feng's wife: "master Shaojin has gone to bed. There is Miss Mo waiting on him. Don't go in and disturb him."

After a pause, he said, "let's pour out all the meals tonight."

The servant nodded and went downstairs with the tray.

Into the restaurant, see feng Yichen still lying on the table, servants wake him up: "Yichen master, I help you back to the room to sleep."

Feng Yi Chen wakes up, rubs the forehead of dizzy brain to rise, see opposite no one, ask: "my elder brother?"

"I was helped back to my room by Miss Mo Er." The servant put the sobering tea in front of Feng Yichen: "master Yichen, would you like some sobering tea?"

Feng Yichen takes the tea cup and drinks it down. He walks out of the restaurant and staggers to his bedroom.

Mrs. Feng stares at Feng Yichen's back, frowns, lowers her voice and asks he Jingshu: "Shaojin is like this. Yichen seems not to be affected. You really put the powder in the meal?"

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