Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

Her calmness and rationality are beyond anyone else's.

"If he can give his life for anyone at will, what will he give to Gu Chuyan? He is a smart man, and I am afraid he has already calculated everything. You should wait until the results come out before you feel sad." Feng Wu said coldly.

She was not a government official, she only accompanied Feng Tianjing here because she was afraid that she would be in a bad mood and driving would be dangerous.

"Yes, you are right." Feng Tianjing listened and felt that she was so nervous that she lost her mind.

Even Shen Yue and Gu Chengdong, looking at this strange woman, suddenly realized that the women in the Feng family were really not simple. Each one had their own unique personality. No wonder Han Changqing also went crazy for her.

Helping Gu Chuyan to rest, Feng Wu stood there hesitating. Seeing that the bedroom opposite was open and the door was ajar, she walked over and opened the door.

"Master, master, don't go." Han Changqing's arm was injured. He didn't know if it was infected. He had a high fever. He was mumbling something and scratching at random.

Feng Wu stepped forward, but Han Changqing reached out and grabbed her clothes. He grabbed her clothes hard and yelled: "Master, Master."

"Are all men in the Xiao family like this?" Feng Wu looked at Han Changqing coldly, watching him fall into a coma with a high fever, but he was worried about Xiao Mohan in his heart.

When people are at their most vulnerable, true love becomes truer.

But she couldn't understand what was so good about these people, and why were they allowed to die one by one?

These tough men were willing to die for others. Even Feng Tianjing felt sad for Xiao Mohan. She had never seen these situations before.

"Am I wrong?" Feng Wu whispered, reaching into her pocket.

Taking out a bottle of liquid, the contents inside could subvert everyone and even kill everyone. This was the last condition she agreed to her grandma's request.

But now looking at Han Changqing, she hesitated.

"Master." Han Changqing whispered, suddenly opened his eyes, looked at her and shouted: "Feng Wu, don't leave."

Seeing Feng Wu getting up, he grabbed her wrist. Feng Wu thought that her affair was exposed, but found that Han Changqing called her not to leave and fainted while holding her hand.

She had mixed feelings, looked at Han Changqing, and pushed his hand away with force.

"Bang" she turned around and rushed into the toilet. Staring at herself in the mirror, she realized that she was no longer the same. She was no longer worthy of being the leader of the death squad. Now she was actually flesh and blood, and she was also afraid of death.

She was afraid of death. After she died, she would never see the person she wanted to see again. She... also wanted to be like Feng Tianjing, to fall in love just once.

"Is it done?" The old lady called. Feng Wu held the phone and the bottle of medicine and asked in a low voice: "What is the effect you want?"

"They are all dead. As long as they die, you can leave the death squad and no longer be bound. I can agree to this condition."

"Okay." Feng Wu responded, hung up the phone, looked at the bottle of medicine, suddenly laughed at himself, threw it towards the toilet, and flushed the medicine away with the water.

She turned around and turned on the faucet, washed her face and said, "I also want to live my life. Even without your permission, I still want to live my life."

But Feng Wu didn't know that behind the door not far away, Feng Tianjing stood there watching her scene, quietly retreated and closed the door.

Feng Tianjing had a conversation with Gu Chuyan, so she took Feng Wu away, and she was naturally worried. Although Feng Wu was her relative, he was grandma's confidant.

"Why are you here?" Feng Wu turned around and left the toilet, pretending that nothing happened.