Feng Zizhe indeed bit him cruelly. The wound was so deep that the skin and flesh were turned out.
"It hurts so much!"
Luo Xiaoxue was still crying, sitting on the chair with a weak look on her face.
"Sister, you are so cruel. What grudges and grievances do I have with you? Why do you always want to put me to death? The child is still so young. If you teach him to do such extreme things, how can he do it when he grows up?
ah!"
However, what Luo Xiaoxue didn't expect was that Feng Tingyuan did not have a seizure on the spot.
He stood up and walked towards Luo Yunchu,
"What do you have to say?"
At this time, Luo Yunchu was relatively calm, although he still wore a mask to cover his face.
But a pair of eyes are clear and wise, calm and capable.
"Mr. Feng, the child is too young and there is no need to guide him in a serious direction. It's so late, I want to send him home first!"
Indeed, speaking more seriously, today is Feng Tingyuan's birthday party. The bigger things happen, the more embarrassing the Feng family will be.
Speaking of small things, it’s just a child biting someone. Isn’t it normal for children to bite someone?
Seemingly satisfied with Luo Yunchu's performance, Feng Tingyuan nodded and then ordered the driver to take Luo Yunchu home.
On the way back, Feng Zizhe lay in Luo Yunchu's arms, like a frightened little cub.
"Little guy, why did you bite that aunt?"
"She is a bad person. She bullies my aunt. If anyone dares to bully my aunt in the future, I will fight her to the death."
The little guy protected Luo Yunchu as always.
Luo Yunchu touched his little head, and his heart was filled with happiness.
Suddenly I felt that as long as I could stay with my son, no matter how much suffering I endured, it would be worth it.
"Xiao Zhe! Don't bite others again!"
"Why?"
"Well, aunt is an adult. Adults will take care of adult matters. Children, please don't get involved, okay?"
After all, Feng Zizhe is just a child. It would be very dangerous for him to attack Luo Xiaoxue rashly.
If Luo Xiaoxue fought back, the damage would be unbearable to Feng Zizhe.
Therefore, Luo Yunchu repeatedly warned Feng Zizhe not to offend Luo Xiaoxue again.
Feng Zizhe listened very much to Luo Yunchu's words and nodded in agreement on the spot.
It's late at night.
By the time the birthday party ended, it was already late at night.
Feng Tingyuan met Fa Xiao who had returned from abroad. He was happy for a while and drank a little too much.
He walked unsteadily into his bedroom.
The light in the room was dim, and a beautiful shadow stood beside his bed.
"Do you have a headache after drinking so much?"
It's Luo Yunchu.
The woman's voice is soft and soft, revealing the unique tenderness of women.
No longer as indifferent as before.
This made Feng Tingyuan a little surprised.
Luo Yunchu was very unusual tonight. Her small hand had already handed over a soup bowl.
"It's a sobering soup! Drink it and you'll feel better tomorrow!"
Her voice was low and soft.
He took the bowl of soup and said in a deep voice, "Is there any poison?"
Luo Yunchu chuckled softly, "Mr. Feng, if I kill you, I won't be able to survive. Why bother? Do you think I am a brainless woman?"
In fact, he asked deliberately. Maybe after a long time, he had relaxed his vigilance towards her.
Or maybe it was that day, after having a relationship, that there had been a qualitative change between the two people.
Feng Tingyuan drank the sobering soup, and then Luo Yunchu knelt down on the bed.
"This is my bed, are you sure you want to sleep here tonight?"
"Mr. Feng, do you want me to sleep here?"
"Do you dare?"
"I don't dare, I'm just kidding, I just want to massage Mr. Feng's head."
Luo Yunchu knew clearly in his heart that for a man as suspicious as Feng Tingyuan to lie beside him, he must have 100% trust.
She knew that, at least for now, she did not have this qualification in his heart.
"Um!"
Feng Tingyuan sat down, and Luo Yunchu helped him massage his acupuncture points.
Maybe he was really drunk, so he fell asleep directly after her massage.
The next morning.
As soon as Feng Tingyuan opened his eyes, he saw a figure busy in the room.
The curtains were open, and gentle sunlight shone in from the window. The woman was wearing a smoky gray silk dress, and when the wind blew by, it outlined her graceful figure.
She was redecorating his room, taking out some old picture frames and replacing them with oil paintings.
After changing the oil painting, she came in with a basket of flowers. She held scissors in her hand and began to pick and trim.
Her dexterous hands have the power to turn decay into magic, and a basket of flowers and plants instantly turns into a bouquet of artistically beautiful flower arrangements.
After she arranged the flower arrangement, she looked back at him.
"Mr. Feng, how did you sleep last night?"
Feng Tingyuan stood up and said with some displeasure,
"Who asked you to mess with the furnishings in my bedroom?"
"The past is past! I think you can try to accept a new life! Those paintings are too dark..."
Those oil paintings were all about the Count of Monte Cristo. The elements of conspiracy were very heavy, which made people feel a little depressed when they looked at them. Luo Yunchu took off all of them and replaced them with some oil paintings with bright colors and simple lines.
"You don't understand!"
"Yes, I don't understand. But if I don't understand, Mr. Feng can tell me! If Mr. Feng is willing to open his heart, I am willing to be your most authentic audience and listen carefully."
Feng Tingyuan narrowed his black eyes and looked at Luo Yunchu.
From her watery eyes, he saw himself.
This woman's eyes seemed to be able to read his thoughts.
Indeed, he has always kept his thoughts in his heart and has never revealed them to anyone for so many years.
What does she know?
"You don't understand..."
"Mr. Feng doesn't dare to tell me!"
"How to provoke generals?"
"In fact, Mr. Feng has never treated me on an equal footing. Just imagine, if we had not married into the Feng family, if we had met in another way, would your view of me be different?
Is it possible that we can become friends? You confide in me, and I am willing to talk to you about life and ideals? "
Luo Yunchu said this and smiled lightly,
"We are destined to meet each other. I hope to be able to enter Mr. Feng's inner world so that we can truly get along. Even if we get divorced in the future, we will not regret meeting each other."
After Luo Yunchu left, Feng Tingyuan stared at her back and thought for a long time.
In the next few days, Luo Yunchu's performance opened Feng Tingyuan's eyes.
Luo Yunchu got up early in the morning, washed his hands and made soup. Not only did he prepare a sumptuous breakfast for Feng Zizhe, but he also thoughtfully prepared ginseng soup for him.
Looking at the warm scene of Feng Zizhe and Luo Yunchu getting along.
Feng Tingyuan began to think that maybe it was necessary to continue this marriage.
The man raised his head, stared at Luo Yunchu with his dark eyes, and suddenly grabbed her hand, "You said it very well. If we want to know each other better, we have to be honest with each other, so... can you also be honest with me?