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Chapter 62

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    The lights in the study were on all night.

    Feng Qu held a thick stack of newspapers and sat on the sofa reading the novels serialized by Chen Yuan Ke. The more he read the more he wanted to strangle Gu Ming to death.

    The unlucky male protagonist in Chen Yuanke's novel is completely different from him in terms of family background, personality and experience, but upon closer inspection, it seems to be him.

    ¡ª¡ªThe little liar wishes he was unlucky?  !

    Thinking of the little liar who just came to him and pretended to be clever, he couldn't believe that he was the same person as Mr. Rongcheng and Chen Yuanke.

    There are many descriptions of love affairs between men and women in Chenyuanke's novels. Feng Qu confirmed his judgment about this book. There is always a feeling that the activities in the bedroom have suddenly multiplied and countless audiences are listening in the corner. Not only the strangers, but also there are many  Familiar faces.

    Feng Qu:

    This girl was born to defeat him, right?

    At dawn, Gu Ming turned over and felt the empty space with no one around. She closed her eyes and spread her hands and feet to get back to sleep. When she bumped into a warm hand, she was startled

    "Young Marshal?" She opened her eyes and saw Feng Qu sitting by the bed. She didn't know how long he had been sitting there. His eyes were red and his eyelids were blue. He looked like he was over-struck.  It would be better to act out a scary ghost story.

    Feng Qu looked at her with a very strange look, as if he were using a scalpel to cut open the skin to see the blood vessels, tendons and bones inside, and take a closer look at her.

    After a pause, he said calmly: "Are you scared? Did you do something bad?"

    Gu Ming always felt that he was a little weird today: "What did I do that was wrong?"

    She turned over to get out of bed, but Feng Qu threw her down on the bed, and her body fell into the soft quilt. He looked at her condescendingly, and the red bloodshot eyes were clearly visible.

    His behavior was too abnormal and his eyes were too strange, which made Gu Ming wary.

    She raised her head to face his handsome and dazzling face, with a high nose and deep eyes, and a broad forehead that could be seen at a glance. It is said that people with such foreheads are broad-minded people - but Feng Qu seemed to be an exception.

    This is a master who will retaliate.

    After a long time, he slumped down, with all the weight of his body pressed against her side, his lips facing the shell of her ear, and whispered: "It's nothing."

    Gu Ming: You didn¡¯t take any medicine this morning?

    Why are you so nervous so early in the morning?

    She slandered, pushed him away and got up to get dressed. She was still confused about his appearance, especially if there were any twists and turns in her marriage to Yin Zhenzhu?

    The breakfast at the Young Marshal's Mansion is always sumptuous, and Feng Chen inevitably appears at the breakfast table. He diligently pulls out the chair for Gu Ming: "Sister-in-law, sit down, what would you like to eat?"

    In one night, he swallowed the word "little" in his stomach, and the only word left for Gu Ming was "sister-in-law".

    Feng Qu unexpectedly did not get angry today. He actually looked at Feng Chen with inquiring eyes, which made Feng Chen wonder if he was wearing the wrong clothes. He lowered his head and checked several times: "Brother, what are you looking at?"

    "I'm a little confused." Feng Qu slowly swallowed a small shrimp dumpling: "If A Ming were simply my concubine and not some young master from Rongcheng, would you still be so attentive?"

    "How is it possible?" Feng Chen became excited: "Brother, you don't understand the importance of Mr. Rongcheng at all! Someone brought back two newspapers from Shanghai with articles about my sister-in-law. We circulated them among our classmates and almost tore through the newspapers.  Yes, there are girls who copy excerpts in their diaries to motivate themselves all the time.¡±

    Shanghai and Nanjing are several hours¡¯ drive apart, and their cultural circles are separated by a narrow strip of water, influencing each other.

    Although Feng Qu knows the power of public opinion, he believes in the gun more than the pen.  Moreover, since he was in a high position, he didn't know much about the spread of ideas among ordinary young people. Although he had read Mr. Rongcheng's articles and had some understanding of the controversy in Shanghai, he had never had a deep understanding of it.

    His experience was roughly like this - he accidentally hired a concubine who was quick-thinking and good at writing articles.

    As for the impact of this concubine¡¯s article on society, there is no intuitive feeling.

    Feng Chen is different. He has the blood of the Feng family in his body, but he is an innocent and enthusiastic person at heart. Sometimes he is so arrogant that it makes people grit their teeth. He said: "Brother, you don't know. We have read the article about Mr. Rongcheng in our school before.  Many girls want to marry 'him', and some have written confession letters, but they have never received a reply from Mr. Rongcheng. Now that everyone knows that Mr. Rongcheng is a girl, those male classmates in our school will definitely  Writing love letters.¡±

    ??He pretended to be observing the enemy situation in the distance, but in fact he listened with his ears propped up.

    Feng Qu said sadly: "Since I am your home, there is no need to go back. Since you are here today, why not let me take you to visit the prison of the military government, Mr. Chen Yuanke?"

    Gu Ming's feet gave way and she fell directly into his arms. Her nose hit his hard chest. Her eyes were sore and she almost shed tears. In an instant, she turned into a tearful little pitiful person, but her mind was racing.  Turning around, trying to find the answer.

    ¡ª¡ªWhen did this guy know about Chenyuanke¡¯s vest?  What else does he know?  Are there any bad associations?

    Feng Qu: "You're crying so soon? There's no point in pretending to cry!" He stretched out his long arms and took Gu Ming out of his arms: "Stand still, save your tears, and shed tears when it's time to cry.  It¡¯s not too late.¡±

    Gu Ming's vision went dark and she wanted to pretend to be dizzy.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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