When Mother Feng brought the food in, she looked around the room: "Who were you talking to just now?"
She heard a sound.
"Call." Feng Yan took the food and put it on the table without changing his expression.
The plates are quite big and have all kinds of dishes.
"Why don't you eat in the restaurant? Are you feeling unwell?" Feng's mother was worried about her son.
Feng Yan's tall figure sat on the sofa, "No."
"I heard from your sister that you have a girl by your side? Xiaoyan, you're not young anymore, it's time to calm down. She's quite pretty, gentle and virtuous, and she's suitable to be your wife." Feng's mother couldn't avoid it every time she saw her son.
You have to say this.
In the past, Feng Yan would hardly refute, and would basically wait for his mother to finish speaking.
But this time, he suddenly said: "What's the use of being gentle and virtuous?"
"You are virtuous and know how to run a house. I can take good care of you." Mother Feng has a gentle temperament and no thorns. She is a model of a true lady.
"Then what?"
Feng Yan chuckled, "I just married a nanny?"
Sometimes he didn't want to say harsh words to upset his mother, but Feng Yan really didn't like what the old man often said.
For example, what my mother just said.
"Xiao Yan, why do you think so? A virtuous and kind wife is the most basic thing. This is good for the family and the younger generation, and the family can be prosperous." Feng Mu said softly.
"Is it because you think this way that my dad cheated on him unscrupulously? And then he got a little cat? But you didn't even blame him." Feng Yan's eyes were a little cold.
Hearing this, Feng's mother's breathing immediately stopped and her face turned pale.
Feng Yan was a little irritated, "You should go to bed early."
"Son, are you blaming mom? Are you blaming mom for not divorcing your dad?"
Feng's mother was a little sad, "But son, my mother's character is because she wants to make this family better, and your father made a mistake. I am his wife, and I have to think about you. If we divorce, then what belongs to us originally
Everything you have may belong to that child, and I cannot tolerate this."
"Yes, I know."
Feng Yan was impatient, "Then why are you still so kind to him? Do you think I don't know that you have met Jiang Xiaomao? Why did you please him so much at that time?"
"I……"
Feng Yan didn't want to say anymore, "You can go out."
Mother Feng looked back three times, but in the end she could only walk out sadly.
The room was dark and quiet.
It seemed like nothing could be heard except Feng Yan's breathing.
He sat on the sofa, grabbed a cigarette and bit it with his teeth, but he didn't light it for a long time. He sat there and didn't know what he was thinking about.
His father's unfaithfulness in his marriage had a particularly severe impact on Feng Yan when he was young.
He used to think that his parents were very loving, and that was always the thing he was most proud of.
But until he accidentally discovered his mother crying uncontrollably and quarreling with his father, and his mother begged his father not to divorce.
This actually made Feng Yan hate his mother a little.
How could she not cherish herself like this.
How could she live so involuntarily?
Why should she think about herself?
If he leaves that disloyal man, he will fight for his future family property. He does not need his mother to sacrifice the rest of her life to create an imperfect family for herself.
This will make Feng Yan feel that he is a burden and a drag on his mother.
His mother was so gentle and kind, and she didn't deserve to be treated like this.
So he hates his father, hates his mother, and hates himself.
I also hate all beautiful women.
Because my father’s mistress is very beautiful, at least more beautiful than my mother.
"Crack-"
The cigarette holder was wet from his bite, but a beam of light greeted him.
And behind that beam of light, reflected Ye Lai's face that was so beautiful that one could mistake it for being a face specially created by God.
Feng Yan's voice was hoarse: "Can you get out?"
"Take all your stuff and get out."
"Don't appear in front of me again."
She was sent here by Jiang Xiaomao, and everyone who colluded with Jiang Xiaomao should die.
Every person Jiangmao sent here, no matter male or female, did not end well.
Maybe Ye Lai was a little different. Feng Yan rarely showed kindness and didn't want to cripple her.
The fire is still on.
Ye Lai asked softly: "Do you really want me to take all my stuff and get out?"
"Yes, I am leaving here, not letting you wallow in place. Do you understand?"
Feng Yan's suppressed irritability has reached the critical point. He knows his temper and he will soon be unable to hold back.
Ye Lai stood up and put down the lighter.
I thought she would really be obedient and leave.
but……
She was indeed obedient and ready to leave.
But!!!
Feng Yan's veins popped out and he yelled: "Ye Lai, you damn woman! Put me down!"
"What are you doing?"
Ye Lai hugged his waist tightly without letting go, and easily picked up Feng Yan, a tall man of nearly 1.9 meters, who was about to jump out of the window and run away.
She turned back and stared at Feng Yan, who was still struggling, "Didn't you let me take all my things with me? You promised me that I would never leave you day and night, so you are mine too, I have to take it with me wherever I go.
With you."
Feng Yan: "..."
At this moment, the raging anger was extinguished in an instant.
Feng Yan was carried on Ye Lai's shoulders. He held his forehead helplessly, "I was wrong, please let me down..."
How on earth is he going to communicate with Ye Lai?
Why does communication that is obviously normal go wrong when it comes to her?
Ye Lai hesitated again and again, but did not let him go first, "Are you still going to chase me away?"
"I won't chase you away."
This lunatic is standing at the window on the sixth floor with himself on his shoulders, as if he is about to fly freely. He has lived enough and dares to chase him away?
"Can you have dinner with me?" Ye Lai asked.
President Feng Da swallowed his anger and said, "Okay!"
"Snapped--"
"So good."
Ye Lai patted his butt and then let him go down with satisfaction.
Feng Yan stood still with a dark face and stared at her.
That look made Ye Lai have the urge to kill himself, "Do you want to kill me?"
Feng Yan sneered: "Did you see it?"
Did she just slap his butt?
What a courage!
"Give up." Ye Lai waved his hand and calmly sat down to eat: "You can't beat me."
The looked down upon CEO Feng Da: "..."
"Eat a shrimp?" Ye Lai peeled the shrimp and brought it to his mouth.
Feng Yan turned his face away, walked around her and sat on the sofa.
He didn't eat at night either, so he picked up his chopsticks and started eating.
But Feng's mother only prepared a pair of chopsticks, and Ye Lai could only watch. She held her knees and watched Feng Yan eating there.
"Feng Yan, am I not your dearest person?"
"Cough cough cough——"
Feng Yan was very puzzled: "When did you become my dearest person?"