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Chapter 30

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    He Long provided his valuable advice on where his daughter and son-in-law should spend their honeymoon.

    "Choose Europe, the five countries of Italy, France, England, Germany and Switzerland." She said happily, "The scenery is beautiful and the cultural atmosphere is rich. If you look at what is missing in your home, you can buy everything there. Oh yes.  Yes, I also want to buy some jewelry myself, and I will give you a list when I¡¯m done.¡±

    Feng Jian refused: "A long-distance flight will take more than ten hours."

    He Long narrowed his eyes and looked at Feng Jian for a while, then reluctantly gave in: "As for Japan, India, and Thailand, Wanyun has liked Japan since she was a child, and she has always liked the Taj Mahal"

    Feng Jian said coldly: "Taj Mahal? That's a big tomb."

    He Long almost flipped the travel book to Feng Jian's face: "Xiao Feng, what do you have in mind?"

    Feng Jian frowned and was about to express his opinions when Wanyun, who was flipping a book next to him, raised his eyes: "Mom, I have been sick twice recently and am not in good health. Long-distance flights and exposure to the sun at the beach are not acceptable. Just find a place nearby."

    He Long's face turned slightly, he thought for a moment, then suddenly touched his palms: "I thought of a good place."

    It should be said that He Long spent his money last year and became shareholders behind the scenes with a few ladies, investing in a resort on the other side of the river.  Unfortunately, with the onset of the financial turmoil and the economic downturn, the number of people traveling for leisure and leisure has dropped sharply.  The resort was not well-known when it was first built, so it was even more affected by this and is still losing money.  He Long was dragged along by this money, and his life in the Li family was not happy.

    At this moment, her heart was racing, and she was thinking about letting her daughter and son-in-law go there for their honeymoon, which would be an advertisement for the resort.

    Feng Jian wanted to continue to criticize, but fell silent again after hearing the next words.

    She said: "The fee is naturally free of charge. When the time comes, you two can take a few photos of the resort as promotional photos."

    Feng Jian already had a deep understanding of Wanyun's popularity at this time.  As for the honeymoon, it is optional. It is a pastime outside of the heavy work and a free vacation, so you might as well accept it.

    On the day of departure, Wan Yun looked at the man with empty hands except his computer bag. Even she couldn't help but frown slightly: "You didn't bring anything?"

    Feng Jian also frowned and looked back at Wanyun who was dragging the box, and asked back: "I've only been away for a few days, why are you still bringing the box?"

    The resort introduced by He Long is not far away and can be reached by short train without taking a plane.  Feng Jian gave up the seat near the window to Wan Yun, who was slightly surprised by the man's insight.

    Feng Jian raised one eyebrow.

    He has always had an excellent memory. Regardless of the numerical details at work, he knows them at a glance and has a photographic memory.  When it comes to He Long's words, this trait means being vindictive and petty - but whether it has advantages or disadvantages depends on the perspective from which it is analyzed.  Expectations have always been important.

    Since Feng Jian has no expectations for her marriage, she will not be disappointed.  His attitude towards Wanyun had changed from inexplicably and deliberately ignoring him to pretending to be deaf and dumb in just a few days.  As long as Wanyun didn't go too far, he would just think that he had a free-loading roommate.

    The two still sleep in separate beds and live across the corridor.  Feng Jian's life is simple and regular. She goes out early and comes back late. Occasionally she works all night, so she spends the night on the company sofa.  And he found that no matter how early he went out, his roommate next door had already gotten up.  Or walking the dog, or pruning flowers and trees, or just reading a book on the lounge chair¡ª¡ª

    ????????????????????? There are many hobbies that have no economic significance or are bad, and you can find them in Wanyun.

    For example, he likes to look at the sky; he likes plants; he likes to smoke; he likes to drink clear coffee that is so bitter that it is tasteless; and he likes to put the right thoughts on the wrong people - Feng Jian was born in the market, and it was either his circumstances that looked down upon him, or he.  Grab fate by the throat.  The environment has been better in the past few years, but I dare not relax at work. I am so busy that I have to take a breath before hanging myself.

    A long period of rest is like a flea to him. There are no fleas in the world who are happy to jump on that gorgeous old robe.

    " Inside the Mid-level Villa is a life that Feng Jian doesn't understand, and a woman that he doesn't understand.  But it is said that the most successful marriage is based on this understanding. Feng Jian cannot return to marriage, but also believes in appropriate social interactions and is willing to give appropriate respect and attention.

    On the train, Wanyun put on headphones and read a book, while Feng Jian took the time to reply to some official emails from the vacation.  After closing the computer, he looked at his watch. He still had an hour to go to the resort, but Wan Yun was still reading.  Feng Jian moved his body, sat out as much as possible, found a relatively comfortable position and closed his eyes.

    Once you fall asleep, you don¡¯t know how long the day is.

    When Feng Jian was pushed awake, he found that the two of them had been cuddling together for some time - in fact, it was Wan Yun who was leaning on his shoulder, sleeping soundly.  As the sitting posture changes, the body unconsciously leans towards the chest.

    Feng Jian frowned and subconsciously put his arms around Wan Yun.?Then he looked past her and looked straight out the window - the curtains were not drawn, but why was the light dim?

    At this moment, the sun has already set in the west. The sky is blocked by the mountains and there is no trace of white. The night is completely dark, but there is no one in the carriage.

    The conductor who was standing nearby to wake him up said at this moment: "Sir, the train has arrived at the terminal."

    ¡­Excellent situation.

    Five minutes later, under the urging of the flight attendant, Feng Jian pulled Wanyun's suitcase with one hand and Wanyun, who was still sleeping vaguely, with the other hand, and walked out of the car with a gloomy face.

    Extremely fresh air, unfamiliar train place names, and a very small open-air station.  The lights above were piercingly bright, reflecting the darkness of the ground.  Apart from the two of them, there was no one else in the station, and there wasn't even a rest chair.

    Feng Jian put down the box in his hand with a sullen face, stretched out his arm and poked Wan Yun's shoulder.

    Wan Yun finally woke up and said blankly: "Are you at the station?" He apologized, "I'm a little sleepy too, so I fell asleep first."

    Feng Jian was silent until she stood firm on her own, then she let go and took a step back, saying coldly: "We have sat and stood."

    The extra six hours of train journey took them deep into the mountains.  The name of an unheard of place cannot even be found on satellite maps.  Feng Jian looked at the detailed map and discovered that they were in a remote valley.  This train is run for the convenience of residents and is considered the fastest mode of transportation.  This station is the final station, and trains depart only every three days.

    Feng Jian¡¯s face looked as if it was cold winter.

    ¡°Had he known this, he should have asked the large number of cumbersome servants behind Wan Yun to follow him, or he should have taken a private jet as He Long said.  At least it was better than this moment, now, now - the two of them slept together at the station, and no one woke them up. Such a low-level and childish mistake with a small probability.

    The mobile phone signal in the mountainous area was poor and intermittent. Wan Yun walked to the public phone booth nearby and called He Long to report that he was safe. Feng Jian walked to the side and stared at the mountains. He thought this would be the most impressive vacation in his life.

    He Long already knew that the staff at the resort had not picked up his daughter and son-in-law. He was so anxious all afternoon that he called the two men's mobile phones but neither of them answered, and almost called the police.  Knowing that the two had slept together, she asked Wan Yun in a gentle tone to let her follow Feng Jian and pay attention to safety, and repeatedly asked if she needed to send a car to pick them up.

    ? 100% motherly attitude.

    But as soon as the microphone was handed to Feng Jian, He Long took off his mask on the other end and became completely angry.  She scolded Feng Jian for being unorganized, undisciplined and brainless, and used some obscure words to completely insult her son-in-law's IQ.

    Feng Jian endured the 89th second and said, "I don't have any money to put in coins." She hung up the phone and met Wan Yun's gaze with a frown.

    Wan Yun also sighed and laughed to himself: "I really slept for a thousand years."

    Feng Jian picked up the box without saying a word: "Let's think about where we will stay tonight first."

    According to the instructions of the station staff, the nearest mountain villa is not far away, and you can find farmers to provide accommodation.  It was already around seven o'clock in the evening, and it got dark early in the mountains. The tall pines were in shadow, and the bright moon was shining brightly. Only the light of the street lamps was still dim when it fell to the ground, making it even more obvious that the mountain road ahead was long.

    Feng Jian dragged the box with a sullen face and used her mobile phone to light the way ahead.

    For a while, all he could hear was the friction of the suitcase's wheels on the mountainous terrain. Occasionally, he looked down at the shadows of the two of them to confirm that the woman behind him was still following him and did not fall silently into the ravine.

    After walking for about half an hour, we finally saw the lights of the village.

    Feng Jian suddenly stopped and Wanyun behind him was caught off guard and almost bumped into him.

    He turned back thoughtfully and looked at Wanyun.

    Today she is wearing a white shirt and red skirt, her hair is tied up, and she only wears black pearl earrings in her ears as decoration - Wanyun always dresses simply, but everything she wears carries her unique charm.  After Feng Jian was lucky enough to know the exact value of that simple white shirt, scarf, and pair of shoes, she thought her charm was that of spending money quietly.

    Wanyun said: "Aren't you in a hurry to stay?"

    Feng Jian withdrew his gaze: "First, take off all the valuable things on your body. Take off the white quartz watch and earrings. Take out the ID from the wallet and separate the money."

    Wan Yun was puzzled: "Why?" Then he suddenly realized, "Are you afraid that you will meet dangerous people when you stay?"

    Feng Jian only stared at her.

    Although Wanyun felt it was unnecessary, he took it off as he was told.

    Feng Jian¡¯s eyes lingered on Wanyun¡¯s jade-like face for a while, still not satisfied.  He pondered for a moment and finally took out something from the inside of his computer bag.

    Under the dim moonlight and the distant lights, Wan Yun saw a palm-sized object in Feng Jian's palm.  As Feng Jian pressed his hand somewhere, a blade suddenly came out of its sheath.  The blade surface is not very bright, but strangely black, seemingly dull but not sharp.

    Feng Jian took out one of his business cards, held both ends of the paper with both hands and lightly touched the blade. The business card suddenly split into two halves and fell to the feet of the two of them.

    Wan Yun has always known good things. At this moment, he couldn't help but sigh: "It's so sharp!" He asked casually, "Why do you carry such a thing with you?"

    Feng Jian said calmly: "I'm used to it. It's more convenient to have something sharp with you." He bent down to pick up his business card, tore it into pieces, raised his hand and handed the knife to her, "Take this knife."  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)Then unsheathed.  The blade surface is not very bright, but strangely black, seemingly dull but not sharp.

    Feng Jian took out one of his business cards, held both ends of the paper with both hands and lightly touched the blade. The business card suddenly split into two halves and fell to the feet of the two of them.

    Wan Yun has always known good things. At this moment, he couldn't help but sigh: "It's so sharp!" He asked casually, "Why do you carry such a thing with you?"

    Feng Jian said calmly: "I'm used to it. It's more convenient to have something sharp with you." He bent down to pick up his business card, tore it into pieces, raised his hand and handed the knife to her, "Take this knife."  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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