"Qin Feimo, I want to see Feng Jinglei, I want to see her now! You let me out, I want to see her!" Yang Huayun suddenly got up, grabbed the iron railing suddenly, and faced Qin Fei who had disappeared at the door. Mo kept yelling.

Qin Feimo turned a deaf ear to the voice behind him and strode out of the basement.

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Half a month is not long, not short.

Xiang Jinnan, who received the news, has also been discharged. After learning that Feng Jinglei had lost her child, he also felt sorry for her. During this time, he came to see her in a wheelchair in the Commander's House.

Although he didn't like Xiang Jinnan's concern for Feng Jinglei, Qin Feimo didn't seem to mind that much when he saw that he no longer had the affection for her in the past.

As a good friend, Luo Xiaoqian also stayed here every step of the way. Zhuang Yanyan hoped that she would be in a better mood, so she let Luo Xiaoqian live in the Commander’s Mansion temporarily, staying with her every day, hoping that her depressed mood would improve.

After half a month, Feng Jinglei's mood really improved a lot. For this child, she knew very well that no matter how sad or heartache she was, he would never come back.

There are still three days before their wedding, and Qin Feimo worried that her health is not yet fully recovered, and she can't stand the fatigue.

This morning, looking at Feng Jinglei who was still lying on the bed, he planned to postpone the wedding.

"How about we delay the wedding?"

Feng Jinglei shook her head when she heard it. The delay made her feel more insecure.

Now she lives in the same room with him and sleeps in the same bed. In fact, she is no different from the husband and wife, but she feels that there is no need to delay. She has been lying down for half a month and does not want to stay in bed anymore. .

"I'm fine."

"Sure? The wedding is grand, and it will be tiring then."

"It doesn't matter."

He pressed his lower lip lightly and said nothing.

"I get up."

Although the miscarriage was also very physical, Feng Jinglei didn't want to lie in bed anymore, so he opened the bedding and planned to get up.

"What are you doing in such a hurry?" Qin Feimo was still a little worried. Although her face looked much better, she was still slightly haggard.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, she met his black eyes, "I want to see Feng Chenlu."

Qin Feimo was startled, this day is always coming.

"it is good."

After washing and eating some breakfast, Feng Jinglei followed Qin Feimo to a secluded basement.

She had never been here, but felt that the humidity here was heavy and it was dark. It is conceivable that Feng Chenlu should have been imprisoned here for the past half month.

If it was before, perhaps she would still love this cousin, but now she won't. For her, she is the murderer of her child! Ten lives are not enough to pay back!

The dark basement was lifeless, as if hearing the sound of footsteps. The three people who had been lying there immediately seemed to wake up after seeing something, and grabbed the iron fence to look towards the outside.

Feng Chenlu was already half-dead, but she was afraid that she could not wait for Feng Jinglei's health to get better, so she asked a doctor to let her survive half-dead. To wait for Feng Jinglei to deal with.

Feng Jinglei thought that Feng Chenlu was the only one, but it was not until she got closer to discover that Yang Huayun and Feng Ronggui were also locked here, slightly startled, somewhat surprised.

"Jing Lei, is that you!? I am the second uncle, your second uncle!"

After half a month, the three members of Feng Ronggui's family were already embarrassed, and their unkempt appearance was no different from that of beggars on the street.