It was obviously not the end of the month, and Qiao Luo himself didn't understand the sudden headache.

At this moment, she had no time to think about the reason, and the heart-wrenching pain spread on her head.

She grabbed Long Beijue's hand, and her thin body couldn't help but tremble.

Seeing her like this, Long Beijue couldn't help but remember the scene he met in the bamboo forest that night.

But how could she suddenly become like this?

Could it be...

"Is it Feng Wuze? Did he do something to you just now?" he asked anxiously.

Qiao Luo bit his lips tightly, tried his best to restrain the pain, and shook his head gently.

She said in a hoarse voice, "Send me back."

After the words came, her eyes went dark and she hit her head into his chest.

In her consciousness was blurred, she seemed to hear the low voice calling her.

"Qiao Luo, Qiao Luo..." Long Beijue helped her up, and when she looked at her unconscious, the anger in her eyes became stronger and stronger.

Feng Wuze.

Obviously, he calculated the calculation that Qiao Luo suddenly fell into a coma on Feng Wuze's head.

At this moment, Feng Wuze, who was still strolling over the Jade Conference, kept sneezing.

"Ah--"

"Chee—"

He rubbed his nose, and the tip of his nose turned slightly red.

It must be someone who is talking bad about him behind his back.

He raised his head and looked around lazyly.

I don't know what he saw, but his eyes lit up, and his feet seemed to be stepping on the Hot Wheels, and ran over unsteadily.

"Xiao Xixi, it turns out that you are hiding here."

The pretentious voice came from far to near, interrupting the conversation between Duan Fan and Lan Xi.

The two looked at the shiny figure and silently slid down three black lines on their foreheads.

“…”

"Mr. Duan is here too." Feng Wuze walked up to the two of them and pretended to be surprised.

Duan Fan was too lazy to pay attention to him, and his expression turned his head lightly.

Feng Wuze smiled indifferently. The next second, he stepped forward and approached Lan Xi, and said with a smile, "Xiao Xixi, it's rare to meet, can you have a meal with me?"

The shout of "Xiao Xixi" made a lot of noises, and Lan Xi felt that her hair was about to stand up.

Can't he speak more normally?

It is also a miracle that the Feng family was not destroyed at his hands.

Duan Fan pulled the wheelchair and took a step back, warned with a cold face, "Feng Wuze, stay away from him."

Feng Wuze stood up straight, raised his eyebrows lightly, and looked at him with a smile, "Young Master invites Xiao Xixi to dinner, but you are not inviting you, why are you excited?"

As he said that, he blinked at Lan Xi, "Is it, Xiao Xixi?"

Duan Fan had a gloomy face, "Feng Wuze, don't be too arrogant."

Xiao Xixi?

Are you familiar with him?

Shameless.

However, Feng Wuze completely ignored his warning, and said in a playful tone, "Sir Duan, you are not Lan Xi's guardian. I'll treat him to a meal. Could it be that you have to go through your consent?"

Duan Fan was speechless and his face looked ugly.

Feng Wuze whistled and won completely.

He looked down at Lan Xi and invited with a smile, "Xiao Xixi, can you give me a face to have a meal together?"

"There are a lot of people outside waiting to have dinner with Ben Shao. Don't regret missing the opportunity." He put his hands behind his head, looking like a frivolous prodigal.

Lan Xi smiled faintly, looked up at Duan Fan, "You go back first."

As he said that, Duan Fan's face instantly turned as dark as coal.

His hands, who were on the wheelchair, slowly lowered, and he looked at him with complicated eyes, and was slightly injured.

Feng Wuze stepped forward and helped push the wheelchair.

Before leaving, he did not forget to provoke Duan Fan, "Mr. Duan, let's leave first, see you again."

The overly bright smile appeared in Duan Fan's eyes, which was too dazzling.

He glanced at the person sitting in the wheelchair, who lowered his head and did not look at him at all.

Duan Fan was so angry that he watched them leave.

He clenched his fists and smashed his backhand into the tree.

Damn flower Phoenix.

...

The restaurant is far away from the city, and the antique Chinese style has a unique charm.

The smooth light music makes people feel relaxed, and the orderly flowers placed around them add a bit of romantic mood.

Lan Xi looked at the red roses everywhere and laughed softly, "The taste of the Feng family leader is indeed extraordinary."

After ordering good dishes, Feng Wuze leaned back and fell into the sofa, with a sense of laziness all over his body.

"I think you are complimenting."

Lan Xi curled her smile and stared at the lazy man opposite her, and her tone suddenly became serious, "Feng Wuze, I want to ask you for help if you have something."

Feng Wuze reached out to pick up the cup, took a sip of water, and said slowly, "If it was the previous incident, then you don't have to ask again."

Upon hearing this, Lan Xi felt anxious, "That person is very important to me. I beg you and help me once."

"It's very important?" Feng Wuze chuckled and quipped, "Who do you like?"

Lan Xi's eyes were slightly dimmed, and she was silent for a moment. When she spoke again, her voice was slightly hoarse, "Relatives."

Feng Wuze supported his head with one hand, and his frivolous tone became more serious, "Actually, I'm not helping you. Do you want to hear the truth or be lies?"

A hopeful light ignited in Lan Xi's eyes, "Of course it's the truth."

Feng Wuze said word by word, "No solution."

Lan Xi frowned, "What does it mean?"

"The one you said is Ye Qi. I did a fortune teller and didn't figure out anything." Feng Wuze told the truth.

Lan Xi's eyes trembled, and her hoarse voice was choked, "So, she... is she dead?"

The Feng family has been divining for generations, especially every head of the family has extraordinary sensory ability, and the hexagrams they calculate are all calculable.

However, they did not make any divination for others casually. Until Feng Wuze's generation, they almost all moved to the business world and were famous giant crocodiles in the shopping mall.

Seeing his red eyes, Feng Wuze waved his hand quickly, "I didn't say that."

After thinking about it, he added, "Maybe I am not capable enough, so don't be discouraged."

Lan Xi is meticulous, how could he know which sentence he said is true or false?

Qiqi is really gone, he has been thinking that she will come back.

He raised his head and forced his tears back.
Chapter completed!