She was filled with regret and blamed herself for being impulsive. If she hadn't made a fuss, maybe Feng Zhijun would have listened to her a few words, and maybe Feng Zhijun would not have treated her badly for the sake of his child.
But with such a fuss today, I even lost my self-esteem.
"Zhijun, for the sake of our children, how about we stay together? I really know I was wrong."
Luo Xiaoyan cried miserably, and snot mixed with tears fell on the child's face.
The child woke up with a start and cried loudly. Feng Zhijun had a headache.
"Luo Xiaoyan, I gave you a chance, and you swore that you would not die well if you lied.
Let me ask you, did you really see me hugging Yang Lina?
Is there any woman in the world who doubts her man so much despite living a good life?"
Those harsh and vicious words were so vivid in his mind that it was hard for him to let them go.
Now he finally understands what a woman's heart and the needle on the sea mean.
"Zhijun, I was forced too.
It was you who told my mother that you wanted to divorce me, and I was afraid. We have children, and I can't just watch the family break up.
There are so many people watching, and you still help Yang Lina, what do you want me to do?"
"Luo Xiaoyan."
At this time, if you don’t reflect on yourself, you still blame others.
Feng Zhijun roared angrily, when will he help Yang Lina?
He has said and decided to divorce, but everything is still planned.
Of course, a situation like today was never expected in his plan.
Luo Xiaoyan immediately closed her mouth, her eyes red and embarrassed.
"Shut up, you don't know where you are wrong and you are still blaming others.
Okay, you don’t want a divorce, right? Okay, go and apologize to Yang Lina in a few days. Do you know that what you said will destroy two families?
This is my only condition, if you don't agree, then leave."
What?
Why should she go apologize to that woman?
"Zhijun, I...how do you want me to apologize to that woman?
She...I can't do it."
Luo Xiaoyan was angry, not just because of the trouble she had with Feng Zhijun.
Her husband's name is Li Jingming, and her ex-boyfriend was the one she almost married.
She, Luo Xiaoyan, couldn't do such undesirable things.
When I decided to marry Feng Zhijun, I never thought that this day would happen.
Seeing the two of them fighting together, Li Jingming came in to help him up, but before leaving, Li Jingming said something in his ear.
"I believe my wife, she hit you, I apologize to you, don't mind."
When Li Jingming said these words, his voice was very low and could only be heard by the two of them. When he saw Feng Zhijun leaving, he suddenly realized and chased him out.
There may still be a trace of nostalgia for Li Jingming in her heart, but hearing these words made Luo Xiaoyan feel ashamed.
It turns out that the rumors were just rumors.
Li Jingming, Luo Xiaoyan, knew very well that if someone didn't take him seriously, he would turn a blind eye, and if anyone did, he would be willing to give his life to him.
She lost, completely.
That woman Yang Lina has changed and become unattainable.
However, she never imagined that Feng Zhijun would take this as a condition
, if you do it yourself, you will not be divorced.
Luo Xiaoyan was confused, but once divorced, the possibility of finding a man with a job was almost zero.
Moreover, with this commotion this time, the one who loses the most is himself.
"Zhijun, can I think about it for a while?"
In the past, she was aloof and had a job, but she didn't want to come after getting married.
Feng Zhijun had food and drink at home, so why did he have to work so hard?
At the moment, she said that her consideration was just to give herself and Feng Zhijun a buffer period.
Perhaps, in a few days, this matter will be forgotten.
"You make up your own mind. I only give you three days. Once you decide, tell me when you will go and I will accompany you. I have to apologize to others for such an embarrassing thing."
When Feng Zhijun came out of the room, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Feng's mother, who was standing outside eavesdropping, pointed at him with an unhappy face.
Luo Xiaoyan was at fault for today's matter, but his son's fault was even greater.
Although she understood her son's intentions, she still couldn't help but want to complain.
Feng Zhijun was tired, so he turned around and entered another room without saying anything.
At this moment, the only thing he wanted to do was to calm down.
Li Jingming came out of his home and rode his bicycle straight to the town.
Yang Lina's wound was wet and needed anti-inflammation. Seeing her grimacing in pain made her heartache, so she hurried to the town and bought a large bottle of alcohol, cold medicine, anti-inflammatory medicine and the like.
In a few days, he was going to the mine again. This woman didn't know how to take care of herself, so she bought some medicines that she usually kept, and also bought some melon seeds, thinking that her daughter-in-law would eat melon seeds when she was fine, so as to pass the time.
When Li Jingming returned, Yang Lina was making soup with one hand (a soup made with vegetables and noodles by northerners), and her injured hand was as swollen as a steamed bun.
Li Jingming frowned, put the things in his hands on the chopping board, and pushed her down on the stool.
"I asked you to wait for me to come back, so why did you do it yourself? Are you a pig? Or are you brainless? What should I do if the wound becomes inflamed?"
He used to be terribly lazy and didn't bother to care. Now he has become more diligent, but he feels uneasy again.
Li Jingming felt that his illness was unclear, but his intuition told him that he wanted Yang Lina to rely on him, both in life and mentally.
The inexplicable blame made Yang Lina feel like she was eating candy.
If you want to care, just do it openly and honestly. You have to say such harsh words.
However, she just likes this feeling of being controlled, and her heart feels like eating honey.
However, what I said was really too unpleasant to listen to.
Wasn't the wound pushed by someone to protect his ex-girlfriend?
Thinking of this, Yang Lina deliberately turned her head away angrily and refused to look at Li Jingming.
"Humph, you still have the nerve to say, if you hadn't helped your ex-girlfriend, could I have been hurt? I don't care anyway, you have to be responsible. You have done all the tofu and housework these days."
"I think you are a pig. You are my wife, who is she? I pushed you because you were grabbing her hair and not letting go.
Besides, although she and I were boyfriend and girlfriend in the past, we never said a few unnecessary words. Anyway, we have been sleeping in bed for almost a year. Who do you think I want to help? "
Li Jingming took Yang Lina's hand, raised his other hand and flicked it on her forehead in an angry and loving manner, and then removed the bandage from Yang Lina's wound.
Yang Lina gasped in pain and shrank her hands.
"Don't move. Look, how swollen it is? I bought anti-inflammatory drugs and alcohol to disinfect it for you. Just bear with it, it will be fine in a while."
Li Jing didn't notice the slightest flash of emotion in his eyes. His big, watery eyes were filled with relief, and he kept looking at the rough man's rough, calloused hands as he treated her wounds.
The contrast between their hands, one black and one white, made Yang Lina feel more at ease.