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Chapter 303 I have a wife, but not you

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    "Don't be so sensitive, I just try the size, I don't dislike you, you are good."

    Feng Lin smiled and took off all the masks and hats.

    Mu Xiaoyu puffed her cheeks slightly, and handed a large bag of traditional Chinese medicine to Feng Lin, "Here!"

    Feng Lin took it and glanced at it, then nodded slightly, "That's right, it's nothing, let's go back."

    "Okay, today I have a rest and I want to relax."

    Mu Xiaoyu nodded, and drove Feng Lin back.

    "By the way, take me to Zhao Yiqiang's manor first."

    Along the way, Feng Lin suddenly looked at Mu Xiaoyu.

    "good!"

    Mu Xiaoyu saw that it was still early today, so he also planned to go to visit.

    After driving the car to Zhao's manor, Mu Xiaoyu and Feng Lin drove straight in without being stopped by the security guards.

    After coming to the living room, Mu Xiaoyu found that Zhao Yiqiang had come out of the bedroom and was sitting on the sofa watching the news.

    "Old Zhao, why are you up?"

    Seeing this, Mu Xiaoyu hurried over to ask.

    "Hehe Mr. and Xiaoyu are here."

    Zhao Yiqiang stood up immediately, and now he was amazed by Feng Lin's medical skills.

    Obviously he was seriously ill before, but he was only stabbed a few times by Feng Lin, and he recovered miraculously.

    Now he no longer has the feeling of dizziness before, except for a little weakness, his mental head is the same as before.

    "Old Zhao, you should rest in your room now."

    Mu Xiaoyu said with concern.

    "Little fish, don't say anything before this genius doctor has spoken." Zhao Yiqiang pointed at Feng Lin and laughed.

    "Feng Lin, hurry up and persuade Mr. Zhao, he will have treatment tomorrow, and he needs to recharge his batteries."

    Mu Xiaoyu came to Feng Lin again, grabbed his arm and said.

    "I have my own measure, and I don't need you to teach me."

    Feng Lin sat on the sofa, crossed his legs and asked, "Old man, did you take care of Mu Xiaoyu? Why does she care so much about you?"

    "What nonsense are you talking about?"

    Mu Xiaoyu punched Feng Lin angrily.

    "Hahaha! Sir, you can rest assured that Xiaoyu and I are absolutely innocent."

    Zhao Yiqiang laughed a few times.

    "Old Zhao! Don't talk to him!"

    Mu Xiaoyu glared at Feng Lin fiercely, and said such rude words in front of Mr. Zhao.

    "This must be explained clearly, otherwise it will affect the relationship between you."

    Zhao Yiqiang said with a smile.

    "Who has feelings for him?"

    Mu Xiaoyu lowered his head and muttered.

    "No kidding, where are your three children?"

    Feng Lin asked, crossing his legs.

    "They all have their own homes, and I drove them away." Zhao Yiqiang explained.

    "It's just right, I'll rest here tonight, just in case something happens." Feng Lin said lightly.

    "I'll stay here too," Mu Xiaoyu said.

    "Look, this girl has always wanted to follow me, and she can't even shake her off."

    Feng Lin smiled and rubbed Mu Xiaoyu's head.

    "Nonsense!"

    Mu Xiaoyu blushed and pushed Feng Lin's hand away.

    "Everything is subject to the sir."

    Zhao Yiqiang knew that what Feng Lin said was to prevent accidents, it was those people who put a gu on him again.

    At night, neither Feng Lin nor Mu Xiaoyu went back.

    Zhao Yiqiang deliberately asked the chef to prepare a big meal for Feng Lin. He himself hadn't eaten for several days because of the Gu.

    At the dining table, Feng Lin overheard that Zhao Yiqiang asked the hospital to promote Mu Xiaoyu in the first place.

    It's because she looks like an old friend.

    Mu Xiaoyu was also shocked. She usually respects Zhao Yiqiang very much, so naturally she dared not ask about such insignificant matters.

    I only found out today, maybe Zhao Yiqiang knew his parents.

    However, when thinking of her family, Mu Xiaoyu's face was indifferent, with nothing but hatred in her heart.

    They were not worthy of being parents, so they threw her, who was three or four years old, into the wilderness.

    Perhaps it was because of her heart problem.

    However, she survived.

    "Xiaoyu was abandoned by her parents, maybe you know her family."

    Feng Lin said.

    "WhereDare to say that I know each other, when I went to the market in other places, I happened to meet robbers, and a young couple rescued me.  "

    Looking back on the past, Zhao Yiqiang shook his head slightly, "About 20 years ago, mobile phones were not popular, and I didn't leave any contact information."

    "You guys just met once?" Feng Lin asked.

    "Not bad! On this side, I asked for my name and wanted to thank them, but they just said it was a little effort, and then turned and left."

    Having said that, Zhao Yiqiang looked at Mu Xiaoyu, "I think Xiaoyu is very similar to that couple."

    After hearing this, Mu Xiaoyu's mood changed. If so, the couple should not be bad people.

    Did I misunderstand my parents?  Didn't they drop it on purpose?

    Afterwards, Mu Xiaoyu shook his head, not sure if they were his parents

    After eating and drinking enough, everyone is ready to rest.

    Zhao Yiqiang went back to his room, and he asked his servants to find a room for Feng Lin and Mu Xiaoyu.

    "Old Zhao, can you give me another room? I am a single woman, how can I sleep in the same room as a man?"

    Mu Xiaoyu lowered his head and asked.

    "Sorry Xiaoyu, the rooms are full." Zhao Yiqiang smiled.

    Mu Xiaoyu rolled her eyes, looked around such a big manor, and said helplessly: "Do you believe this?"

    "If there is a situation at night, you can come together. Mr. Feng Lin is an expert, and you still don't believe him?"

    Zhao Yiqiang said it clearly and logically, so he turned and went back to his room.

    Mu Xiaoyu's outstretched hand came down again, she puffed her mouth, turned her head and stared at Feng Lin, and strode into the room.

    Feng Lin also walked in and found that the place is quite spacious.

    "You sleep on the sofa."

    Feng Lin stretched and lay on the bed.

    "Hmph! You are a gentleman at all. I wish you a lifetime of singleness."

    Mu Xiaoyu pouted and sat on the sofa.

    "I disappoint you, I already have a wife." Feng Lin shrugged with a smile.

    "Cut! Shameless."

    Mu Xiaoyu's face was flushed, this man is quite good at talking about love.

    Directly say that she is his wife.

    "What are you thinking? I have a wife, but not you."

    Feng Lin looked at Mu Xiaoyu's shy face and explained with a smile.

    "What?"

    Mu Xiaoyu's face suddenly turned cold, "Do you have a wife?"

    "good."

    Feng Lin nodded.

    "Then what do you mean? You obviously have a wife, why do you let me be your wife?"

    Mu Xiaoyu stood up from the sofa, came to Feng Lin with reddish eyes and questioned.

    "What? I want to have two, and sleep with one arm at night, can't you?" Feng Lin said flatly, "You don't have the right to choose."

    "You! I misread you! Feng Lin, you are a bastard!"

    Mu Xiaoyu let out a low growl, turned around and left, but when she reached the door, she stopped again.

    In the end, he went back to the sofa and lay down, wiping his tears secretly.

    It turned out that all this was his own fantasy.

    Feng Lin just wanted to be his lover.

    She thought she had met the person she was destined for.

    She will not sit still, as long as Feng Lin really dares to do this, she will dare to go to Feng Lin's wife and let her know that Feng Lin will take care of herself.

    In the end, Feng Lin was forced to choose one of the two.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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