Mr. Feng used his last slight strength to hold his hand tightly, and said angrily: "No...no...no...no...no...no...no...no...no...no...no...no...no...no...with that...woman...!"

After the words came, Mr. Feng's hand slid from Feng Jibai's hand.

"Dad..." Feng Jibai shouted in grief.

However, Mr. Feng never responded any more.

That night, Mr. Feng was sent to the hospital, and his rescue failed and he died on the spot.

Feng Jibai locked himself in the room and accompanied Mr. Feng all night. It was not until the next afternoon that the man came out of the room.

He instructed his servants to prepare for the funeral of Mr. Feng.

Three days later, Mr. Feng was buried.

When they came to mourn, they were all well-known people, and even Chinese President Mo Yesheng came.

In a blink of an eye, Mr. Feng had passed away for a month, and Feng Jibai never went to find Mu Qingtian again.

It’s not that I don’t want to read it, but that’s the last sentence Mr. Feng said before his death.

He is not allowed to have any connection with Xiaoguai!

But the more suppressed the feelings, the more intense they will be.

Half a year has passed in a blink of an eye, and today is her birthday.

Feng Jibai got up early in the morning and sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, staring at the vast white scenery outside, dazed.

Che Xian pushed the door and saw the man sitting alone in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, unable to describe loneliness.

It’s really heartbreaking for the eldest young master to do this!

Since the eldest son's leg was injured, the matters in the gang gradually came to several hall masters.

Since Mr. Feng passed away, he almost ignored the affairs of the gang. He sat alone in a wheelchair every day, his eyes were gloomy, and he didn't know where he was looking, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Such a young master seemed to have only a body and no soul, and it seemed that nothing could arouse the young master's interest.

"Young Master, it will snow today. When you go to the Zuoan Restaurant for dinner, you should see a very beautiful snow scene. I wonder what the Young Master wants to do?" Che Xian came forward and asked.

Since Mr. Feng left, the eldest young master was not interested in anything, so Che Xian took the initiative to take charge of the arrangements for the eldest young master's daily affairs.

When he went out for dinner like this, he was rebelling, asking the eldest son for advice and setting up arrangements.

After Cha Hyun's words fell, he did not hear any response from the man for two or three minutes.

Cha Xian thought he didn't want to go, and was about to help him arrange something else, but he heard the man's hoarse voice.

"Today is her birthday!"

Che Xian was stunned for a moment at first, and then realized who she was referring to when the eldest young master said.

In the past six months, the eldest young master has never mentioned the eldest young lady. This is the first time I heard the eldest young master mention it.

In fact, he particularly hoped that the eldest young master would be with the eldest lady, so that the eldest young master would not live like a walking corpse every day.

At least, when you are with the eldest lady, you can see the few emotional changes on the eldest young master's face.

"Young Master, since today is the eldest lady's birthday, why don't you buy a cake and go and see her?" Che Xian suggested.

Feng Jibai's eyes slowly turned to Che Xian and asked expressionlessly: "Is that OK?"

Che Xian nodded quickly: "Of course! Today is the young lady's birthday. If you don't go, she will celebrate her birthday alone. It is a tragic way to celebrate her birthday alone!"

I originally thought that the eldest young master would at least agree to say this, but he underestimated the eldest young master's cruelty towards him too much.
Chapter completed!