Chapter 1095: One thousand one hundred and six

Chapter 1095: One Thousand and One Hundred and Ten
Every time Feng Nai returns home, she is always absent-minded and moves much slower.
This time it's obviously different.
Even if Mr. Feng is in the attic, he can hear the nearby sound.
It seems that it is right to send people down. It is not easy for him to deal with such a scene.
The steward also knew what the old chairman thought.
In the past, the young master went to Milan and wanted to join the professional team.
The old chairman cut his back road, and the old chairman responded accordingly.
It was just that the young master at that time, although it seemed a little dirty, but had some temperament, still casual, as if it were just a daily wit game between the grandparents.
But today, the steward knew that the young master was really anxious.
Feng Nai did not seem to be the usual one. After entering the hall, he paced to go to the chess room. The black hair was a pair of extreme eyes.
Until he saw the housekeeper, Feng Nai's movement stopped, and his voice was a little bit colder: "What about people?"
"The chairman is upstairs. After seeing the guests today, he has been in a bad mood. He should be tired and is about to rest." The steward said.
Feng Nai was standing tall and erect, and glanced over: "I asked Mo Bei, don't tell me, she has never been."
The steward knew it was difficult to hide: "Ms. Mo did come, but she left an hour ago, and she left this to the young master."
Then, the housekeeper reached out and passed the box gift box.
"At this point, Miss Mo should have boarded."
Running fast for a long time will make you feel squeeze between your chest.
Feng Nai was standing there. He didn't know how long he had left, but only felt that after stopping now, even the ears were buzzing, as if the blood had fallen back again.
This whole day, it was like riding a roller coaster up and down, and now it has reached the lowest point.
It felt like that, with confidence, you thought you could step over the steps in front of you, and unexpectedly, someone took the fulcrum.
Suddenly I broke my bloodstream and even my heart felt a faint ache, like a hole in my mouth, a gurgle, and an unprecedented emptiness.
The two were just like this, standing face to face for a long time.
The steward felt that the breath of his master was a bit wrong and was about to speak.
Hearing his voice came, "Everyone is gone, what else is left."
Having said that, he brought the gift box in the housekeeper's hand.
A bang!
Feng Nai grabbed the trouser bag with one hand and threw the gift box into the trash.
"No need, she goes wherever she wants to." Feng Nai leaned over her eyes, her face was sharply angular.
When the housekeeper saw this, he looked at the gift box in the trash can, and then looked at the upright and arrogant back, and sighed.
I wonder if Miss Mo has thought about it.
Finding it once or not, finding it twice, and finding the third time are still the same.
What would the young master be like.
Miss Mo is so smart that she should understand that feelings are never alone.
If there is always one person who has been active.
The response from the other party is as it is now.
The person I was looking for was too tired.
When a relationship is tired.
Probably no one wants to hold on anymore.
Even the young master is the same.
After all, they are all human, and the human heart is fleshy, it will hurt, and it will not be worth it.
Master, now he really gave up ...
(End of this chapter)