It was raining heavily outside, and even Feng Jiuci, who was sitting in the car, could clearly hear the rain outside.

Taking off Qin Weiqian's wet coat, Feng Jiuci was about to take off his own coat and give it to her.

When Qin Weiqian saw this scene, she smiled, very sadly, and the bright light in her eyes dimmed little by little: "Here we go again, right..."

He is a devil!

Qin Weiqian no longer wanted to struggle, and she didn't have that much strength.

Let's forget it. Anyway, the last time and the last two times were the same, so what's there to resist?

She is already so dirty...

Turning away, tears of grievance fell silently from the corners of her eyes...

Feng Jiuci's cold hands caressed her beautiful face, silently covered her body with his coat, and kissed the girl's forehead, very tenderly...

Like a hallucination!

When Qin Weiqian looked back at him, he had already stood up and left, got into the driver's seat, and drove back to Feng's house.

After listening to Feng Jiuci's words, the housekeeper held an umbrella and brought a blanket from a distance.

Feng Jiuci put a blanket on Qin Weiqian's body and carried her into Feng's house.

"Where's Doudou?" Feng Jiuci asked after entering the house.

The housekeeper said: "He's upstairs, he's not asleep yet, and the old lady is with him, so he's not asleep either."

"I understand." Feng Jiuci carried Qin Weiqian upstairs and placed her in his room.

When Mrs. Feng learned that Feng Jiuci was back, she immediately went to his bedroom and was about to knock on the door when Feng Jiuci walked out.

"Mom, you're not sleeping yet?" Feng Jiuci asked.

Mrs. Feng said: "Doudou has been crying since she came back, saying that you bullied her mommy. Is this true?"

"Yes." Feng Jiuci did not deny it.

Mrs. Feng said: "You bastard, why are you bullying the mother of your child?"

Feng Jiuci said: "This is my own business, don't worry about it."

"How can I ignore it? This child used to be close to me, just because you bullied his mother. Well, now Doudou doesn't sleep anymore, and his eyes are swollen. If you continue like this, don't blame me for dealing with you.

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Mrs. Feng only had Doudou in her eyes, and she didn't pay attention to anyone except Doudou.

Feng Jiuci made her baby Doudou sad, so Feng Jiuci deserves death and is unpardonable!

"Okay, Mom, if you have anything to do, we can talk about it later. Let the kitchen prepare some food first." Feng Jiuci interrupted Mrs. Feng.

Mrs. Feng looked up and down at Feng Jiuci, who looked a little depressed: "Did you get caught in the rain?"

Feng Jiuci did not answer yes.

Mrs. Feng said: "You are so handsome and you insist on making yourself look like a drowned rat. How can I expect you to marry a wife? You still want to eat? You are not allowed to eat. If you have the ability, do it yourself!"

"Okay." Feng Jiuci responded lightly and walked sideways past the old lady.

Mrs. Feng was very shocked. Her son rarely cooked and never entered the kitchen for hundreds of years. What happened tonight?

The old lady thought that Feng Jiuci was starving, and when she saw him entering the kitchen, he was actually making porridge. She remembered that Feng Jiuci didn't like eating these in the middle of the night. It was too troublesome. If Feng Jiuci really wanted to do it, it would be the most convenient way.

It is the first time for me to fry steak or make instant noodles and make porridge quickly.

"Master, did you come back tonight by yourself?" asked Mrs. Feng.

The housekeeper replied in a low voice: "And his assistant, Qin Weiqian."

"That girl is here too? Why didn't I see it?" Mrs. Feng was very surprised.

The housekeeper said: "Assistant Qin was brought back by the young master. She looked pale for some reason. The young master also asked me to find a blanket for her to wrap. Maybe she was afraid of the wind. I looked at her like that.

I'm sick."

"So my son is making porridge for his little assistant?" Mrs. Feng said with a dark face: "I, a mother, don't get this kind of treatment."

When the housekeeper heard this, he smiled and said: "The old lady is joking, the young master still loves you very much."

"Hmph, if he really had that kind of respect for me, he wouldn't have angered me by not having a child at such an early age, causing me to covet other people's grandchildren and be humiliated by those old women!" Every time

Thinking of this incident, Mrs. Feng became angry.

The housekeeper was also helpless: "Young master, maybe you haven't met someone you like."

"The one he likes is the White Lotus Qin Waner. She's so charming. What's so good about her?" Mrs. Feng cursed and continued: "Qin Waner is not as good as his little assistant. By the way, which guest room does his little assistant live in?"

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"Go back to the old lady, she lives in the young master's room." the housekeeper said.

Mrs. Feng was stunned: "Tell me again, where do you live?"

"Master's room." The butler smiled,

Mrs. Feng frowned tightly: "How could the good Jiu Ci let an outsider sleep in her bedroom? Are you sure you read it correctly?"

"No." The housekeeper shook his head. Seeing that the old lady still didn't believe it, he continued: "The old lady may not know that Assistant Qin had some marks on his body when he came back."

"What traces?" Mrs. Feng narrowed her eyes dangerously.

"It's probably the kind of mark left by the young master!" the housekeeper highlighted the last few words.

Mrs. Feng finally came to her senses even after eating another meal, and said with a stern face: "No way? I am very sure about my son's sexual orientation!"

The housekeeper didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Madam, the young master should be a normal man."

"That's not necessarily true." Mrs. Feng denied it strongly.

The housekeeper was at a loss for words and suddenly didn't know what to say. It was rare to see his own son being so shameless.

However, even though Mrs. Feng said so, she was not blind. After raising her son for so many years, when did she take the initiative to cook? It was still late at night. He must have been very concerned about it to do this.

This Assistant Qin seems to be more than just an assistant.

Mrs. Feng said: "I will go to the young master's room. If anything happens, please let me know."

"Isn't this not good?" The housekeeper felt that the old lady was looking for trouble for Qin Weiqian.

"I'll just go over and see if there's anything wrong." Mrs. Feng walked straight towards Feng Jiuci's bedroom, and unexpectedly found that he had locked the door. She knocked on the door, but no one responded.

"This kid, are you so afraid that I will disturb that child?" Mrs. Feng cursed Feng Jiuci in a low voice. Then she thought about it, isn't Qin Weiqian Qi Ziheng's girlfriend?

No wonder Qi Ziheng doesn't like to call her to say hello lately. Could it be that he knows that his girlfriend has been taken away by his son?

never mind.

Mrs. Feng was too lazy to answer.

Feng Jiuci cooked the porridge and divided it into two portions. One portion was sent to Doudou's bedroom by the servant, and the other portion was brought to Qin Weiqian himself.

He simmered for a long time and even put in food to nourish his stomach, but Qin Weiqian didn't eat a bite and lay motionless on the bed without even looking at Feng Jiuci, tightly wrapped in the quilt.

As for the servant, Doudou didn't want to eat either. The servant had no choice but to come over and report to Feng Jiuci.

"You mother and son are deliberately trying to make things difficult for me?" Feng Jiuci asked sharply.

The girl on the bed remained motionless, her whole body almost circled in the center of the bed, and the quilt on her body covered most of her head.

Playing dead!

It was okay if Doudou didn't eat. He ate something in the evening, but Qin Weiqian...

In anger, Feng Jiuci wanted to pour the newly cooked porridge and let Qin Weiqian starve to death, but thinking of her stomach disease and how she was shaking all over in pain and turning pale, Feng Jiuci couldn't bear it.

Lived.

"Get up." Feng Jiuci ordered.

The girl on the bed was unmoved.

The man stood beside the bed, his dark eyes covered with a layer of coldness. He knew that Qin Weiqian was still angry. If it were for other things, Feng Jiuci might be able to tolerate her even half a point, but what Feng Jiuci couldn't tolerate was - she took

Your body is making fun of you.
Chapter completed!