Chapter 1645
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"Hubby," Su Xiaoying choked with sobs and gripped her cell phone tightly. "Come back quickly. I think … I think I've had a miscarriage …"
"Miscarriage?" Feng Sinan's hoarse voice turned cold. "You can't even keep your child. Mrs. Feng, I think you should be fired."
"Hubby …"
With two beeps, Feng Sinan hung up the phone.
He had hung up the phone.
Su Xiaoying listened to the busy tone on the other end and felt as though she had been pushed into an abyss.
Her fingers trembled as she dialed his number again.
But there was a mechanical and cold female voice on the other end — -Sorry, the number you have dialed is not available.
He had turned off his phone.
He ignored her.
Su Xiaoying sobbed uncontrollably. Her heart felt as though it had been clenched tightly by a large palm. It was so painful that she could not breathe.
She knew that he did not love her. He even misunderstood her and hated her. It did not matter. It was fine as long as she loved him.
However, her heart was made of flesh. Now that it had been pierced by thousands of arrows, she could not control the pain.
She had loved him for ten years. Every time she lifted her eyes to look at him, he was the beautiful youth that had passed through her fingers. He was the dream that she had pursued her entire life.
He was her Brother Nan.
However, he no longer remembered her.
He no longer remembered the little girl he had saved ten years ago.
"Wahhh ~ Mom ~ Mom ~ Wahhh ~"
Little Nini, who was in her arms, could feel her mommy's hot tears and pain. She had already burst into heart-wrenching cries.
Su Xiaoying quickly wiped away her tears. She reached out to hold the crying Nini in her arms. "Nini, don't be afraid … Mommy is fine …"
Su Xiaoying took out her cell phone and dialed another phone number.
The call was quickly connected, and Elder Su's deep and affectionate voice quickly came through. "Hello, Yingying."
Hearing her daddy's voice, Su Xiaoying pursed her pale red lips. "Daddy, save me … I had a miscarriage …"
…
1996 Bar.
The door of the room opened and Zhao Feier walked out. She was still wearing the black spaghetti strap miniskirt. Her exposed skin was now full of marks. She walked very slowly, but her beautiful little face was covered with a moist blush.
Feng Sinan's private secretary, Jin Zhe, was already waiting outside. Jin Zhe was dressed in a black suit. As a top secretary, he had a polite and calm smile on his face as he looked at Zhao Feier. "Miss Zhao, this is my name card. Save my number. I'll contact you when the president has any instructions."
Zhao Feier understood what he meant. Unless Feng Sinan had a need for it, she would not take the initiative to contact him.
Zhao Feier blushed and nodded. "Alright, Secretary Jin, I'll leave first."
Zhao Feier left.
Jin Zhe glanced at Zhao Feier. This Zhao Feier was no different from the little mistresses that the president had kept in the past. It was her first time coming out, and her face was flushed and sweet.
Jin Zhe smiled indifferently. The Feng family was a huge family with a huge business chain that spanned across several continents. As the eldest son of the Feng family, Feng Sinan had become the king of the business world at a young age. He was handsome, dignified and mature. With a flip of his hand, he could summon clouds and rain. Who knew how many women had dreamed of him?
Jin Zhe raised his hand and knocked on the door.
Soon after, a deep and magnetic voice came from inside. "Come in."
Jin Zhe pushed the door open and entered.
Feng Sinan had already taken a shower and had changed into a custom-made grey shirt and black trousers. His shirt was not buttoned up and apart from his usual coldness, there was also a hint of laziness and decadence.
Jin Zhe scanned the room. The bedsheets were untouched, but the sofa was in a mess.
"President, Monk Xuanyi is here."
Feng Sinan buttoned up his grey shirt and then moved his lips expressionlessly. "Let's go and meet that old monk."
Feng Sinan strode out of the room.
In the corridor, Monk Xuanyi was being held back by two men in black. After all these years, Monk Xuanyi hadn't aged at all. He still exuded the aura of an immortal.
"President Feng, I heard that you were looking for me. What's the matter?" Monk Xuanyi smiled at Feng Sinan.
Feng Sinan stopped in his tracks. His handsome and dignified face looked enigmatic in the dim light. He narrowed his deep and narrow eyes at Monk Xuanyi and said with a faint smile, "Old monk, aren't you good at divination? Can't you tell why I'm looking for you?"
Monk Xuanyi stroked his beard. "President Feng wants me to save someone?"
"Ha." Feng Sinan let out a sinister laugh. "Come with me. We're going to the western border now. Oh yes … if Lu Yeming dies, you can be buried with him."
"President Lu?"
Monk Xuanyi wasn't frightened at all. Instead, he asked in surprise, "President Feng is looking for me to save President Lu?"
"What else?"
"I thought President Feng always wanted me to save you."
"…"
Feng Sinan's deep eyes darkened. "Old monk, are you cursing me?"
Monk Xuanyi shook his head and looked Feng Sinan up and down. "President Feng, compared to President Lu, I think you're more in need of saving."
Feng Sinan looked at Monk Xuanyi coldly. "Trying to be mysterious? I heard that you're the best at divination. You've read the fortunes of both Lu Jinwen and Lu Yeming. Why don't you read my fortune as well? "
Feng Sinan stuck both hands into his trouser pockets and said nonchalantly.
Monk Xuanyi smiled mysteriously. "President Feng's life is going to be miserable."
"Oh?" Feng Sinan's thin lips curved. He didn't say whether he believed him or not. "How miserable?"
"His wife and daughter are separated. He's going to die without any descendants. Don't you think it's miserable?"
Feng Sinan's face turned cold.
…
Jun Xiqing had fallen asleep on the rattan chair. She was still clutching the letter that Lu Yeming had written.
At this moment, someone knocked on the door. It was the middle of the night and the knocking was sudden and urgent. Ping Ping said in a low voice, "Empress, bad news. Something has happened to His Highness."
Jun Xiqing's long lashes fluttered and she opened her eyes. The window was open and a gust of cold wind blew in. The letter in her hands fell onto the carpet.
The red roses were scattered across the carpet like a mottled painting of blood.
Jun Xiqing's pupils contracted. Her ears were already buzzing — -Bad news. Something has happened to His Highness!
Lu Yeming had met with an accident on the day of his return.
Jun Xiqing quickly got up and ran to open the door. She looked at Ping Ping in shock. "What's the matter? What happened?"
Ping Ping looked at Jun Xiqing with reddened eyes and sobbed. "Empress, Doctor Sikong did his best. His Highness survived for half a month. But now … he can't make it. His Highness can't come back."
Babies, we're done for today ~
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