Chapter 337 (1/2)

In the small restaurant of Fengjia villa, the orange lights shine out an elegant and quiet world.

There is a delicate and delicious dinner on the table. Uncle Quan sits on the table and puts the half bowl of rice in front of Cheng Ying.

Cheng Ying holds his cheek thoughtfully and looks at Uncle Quan's every move quietly.

"Eat Right uncle also handed chopsticks in the past, voice deep slow opening.

Cheng Ying put down her hand on her cheek, took the chopsticks, put a small piece of green vegetable leaf in her mouth and chewed it.

Right uncle also began to eat, but his mind, but more on the look low Cheng Ying face.

Cheng Ying swallowed a meal, but finally broke the silence and said, "I decided to move out of here tomorrow."

"Are you afraid miss Lin will be angry with you?" Uncle Quan frowned.

Since she got along with Lin Xiangxiang for so long, her amiable, modest and polite character has always been very likable.

But just now he heard Cheng Ying mention the expression that Tylin missed what he said. Quan shujue's, maybe he was really angry.

Cheng Ying did not hide, nodded: "yes, after all, she is the hostess here, I live down, I'm afraid it will make her unhappy, you know me, I don't want to hurt myself, I don't want to make her embarrassed."

"Although you say that, you should know that at present, there is no place safer than Fengjia. If you go out, you will only expose yourself to danger. Leng Yaochen and Pei Dongming will not let you go easily. Maybe they have already issued a hunting order for you." Right uncle deep mouth says.

Cheng Ying's face was slightly pale. She bit the chopsticks and kept silent.

Right uncle's words, no doubt all promote her worry and mind.

"But I don't have a choice, do I? Quan Feng, have you ever seen me beg others in a low voice? For you, I don't need face and self-esteem, but for others I can't do it. I'm responsible for the trouble. I'm not afraid of it. But death is also a very heavy topic for me when I meet you again. " Cheng Ying suddenly stretched out his hand, covered uncle Quan's clenched fist with thin fingers, and gently stroked: "seeing you, I'm suddenly afraid of death."

Right uncle pen heart, because her words, suddenly turned into water, his mood a little out of control.

"You don't need to beg anyone for compromise. I'll beg young master and Miss Lin for you..."

"No need!" Cheng Ying immediately interrupted him: "Quan Feng, you are the man I love. I don't want you to bow your head and ask for help for me. If you really get to this point, I would rather die happily."

"Why does it have something to do with death when you open and shut up? Do you really want to die? " Right uncle brow deep lock, tone a little stiff.

"Of course I don't want to!" Cheng Ying answered seriously, but his eyes were bitter: "sometimes, I feel close to death. Maybe tomorrow, maybe a month later, I will really leave the world, and I will never have any worries again."

"Cheng Ying..." Right uncle tone a little excited yelled her name, eyes surge with complex emotions: "can't you have a little backbone to live?"? You said you still love me. Are you all fake? "

Cheng Ying didn't expect that he was just talking about life and death with him, why Quan Feng's mood changed so much.