Ghost doctor Mommy is good V5

Feng Yiran has never dealt with the intricate relationship between men and women, if he is just a nympho-like rival in love, then it will be easy to handle.

He can block it domineeringly as always, and his wife won't be tempted anyway.

But this time is different.

No need for more proof, Feng Yiran is very clear.A person who can affect Xiao Ziqing's emotions and make her unable to even pretend to be calm must have a special status in Xiao Ziqing's heart.

If she insisted on asking her forcefully not to do this or that, as in the past, Xiao Ziqing would definitely resist.

Young Master Feng tapped rhythmically on the table with his long fingers, and every time he tapped, his heart sank a little.

Many times in the past, he could use unreasonable methods to clean up all the mad bees and butterflies that appeared around Xiao Ziqing, but he would not make Xiao Ziqing feel dissatisfied.

That's just because Xiao Ziqing didn't look down on any of those men, let alone have any thoughts about them.

But what about Qiao Jingtian?To Xiao Ziqing, is he also dispensable and insignificant? ?
This time, Feng Yiran felt even more uncertain.

When it was almost dinner time, Xiao Ziqing was still sleeping, Feng Yiran had no choice but to wake her up: "Baby, get up and eat, can you go to sleep when you are full?"

Letting go of the things in his heart for the time being, he is still the 24-year-old filial husband who spoils his wife too much.

Xiao Ziqing's attitude, of course, has to wait and see, but Feng Yiran feels that he must first fulfill his duties and responsibilities as a husband.

He can't just draw a line with his wife and start a cold war because of an unwarranted incident, coupled with his own guesses and imaginations, right? ?

Opening her eyes in a daze, Xiao Ziqing was still a little confused about the situation: "It's dark?"

When she was lying down, her mind was still in a mess, and she had all kinds of pictures, but she had no memory of when she fell asleep.

Feng Yiran helped her up, and put a pillow behind her for her to lean on, and lovingly pinched her nose: "Little lazy pig, you can't get enough sleep a day, hurry up and wash up, and then go downstairs to eat!"

Nestling lazily in the man's arms, Xiao Ziqing cheated: "I still want to sleep for a while... I still can't open my eyes..."

"You, you will act like a spoiled child to me." Young Master Feng also had nothing to do with her: "No, you have to fill your stomach first before going to sleep. It's not good for your health."

Xiao Ziqing tilted her head to look at him, narrowed her eyes slightly, and said threateningly in her tone: "You probably worry that I have more children in my stomach?"

Well, men are like this!
Once a woman is pregnant, they always put their children first, and their wives second. At this time, they are probably only worried about their children.

Is the status getting lower and lower? ?
Young Master Feng laughed, and patted Xiao Ziqing's buttocks: "You're talking nonsense again, aren't you? It's not the child you gave me. I don't want to see it yet."

The couple lay on the bed for a long while, before Feng Yiran carried Xiao Ziqing to the bathroom.

After squeezing out the toothpaste, soaking the towel with warm water, he gently wiped Xiao Ziqing's face, then picked her up and walked out of the bathroom.

But those thick sword eyebrows frowned: "It's really heavy! It seems that my baby has really gained weight recently, and it's a lot heavier."

After finishing speaking, Young Master Feng gently turned the little woman's body upside down, as if to estimate Xiao Ziqing's current weight.

Xiao Ziqing was dissatisfied with the man's slightly disgusting tone: "What nonsense are you talking about?? You think I'm too heavy, don't you?"

He raised his hand to pinch Feng Yiran's ear, and twisted it vigorously a few times as a punishment.

Laughing and fighting, the atmosphere between the two of them became much more relaxed, and even Xiao Ziqing's worries were temporarily put aside by her.

For the rest of the time, it was no different from usual.

After dinner, Feng Yiran went for a walk with his wife as usual, talked to the two babies in his belly for a while before going to bed, and stayed with Xiao Ziqing until she fell asleep, then Young Master Feng tiptoed up.

When he came to the study, Zhong Yu was already waiting there, still with an expression of not wanting to be beaten, and gently shaking the red wine glass in his hand.

On the table in front of him, there is a bottle of 82-year-old Lafite——
This guy seemed to be in the land of no one, and he automatically and consciously dug out Feng Yiran's inventory. While waiting for others, he also began to drink by himself, very comfortable.

Hmm... The guy with the cover paralyzed, the quality of life is too high!
These luxurious material comforts that many people can't reach are just ordinary necessities of life for him, nothing special.

"Did you come here specially to drink?" Young Master Feng's complexion was not good, and his voice was a bit colder than his expression.

Zhong Yu hurriedly put down her crossed legs, and changed into a sitting posture with tight lapels: "I've been waiting for you until I'm thirsty! Besides, you'll probably keep me talking for a long time When speaking, I always moisten my throat first!"

Suddenly being summoned by the cover paralysis at night, and sacrificing the good time with those Yingyingyanyans for no reason, wouldn't people take advantage of it? ?
Feng Yiran took a glass, and also poured himself a glass of red wine. There seemed to be some extremely unpleasant emotions on his quiet handsome face...

When drinking red wine in the past, he would shake the glass for a while, smell the mellow wine, and then take a small sip to savor it carefully.

But today, it really explained what is meant by "beef chewing peony".

Young Master Feng almost regarded Lafite as plain water, and poured down a glass as soon as he raised his head. He simply put down the glass and poured another glass.

Three cups in a row followed the same rhythm, Feng Yiran never said a word, just poured his head down.

In a short while, the half bottle of Lafite was gone, and Zhong Yu felt distressed when he saw it, and he quickly reached out his hand to stop Young Master Feng from pouring the wine.

"Hey hey hey, you've had enough! If you're thirsty, ask Mama Wu to make tea for you! How can anyone drink like this? If you're in a bad mood, just let it out!"

Feng Yiran glanced at him coolly: "Who told you that I was in a bad mood? Pretending to be smart!"

Being turned against the general, Zhong Yu was slightly taken aback, and then retorted unconvinced: "Come on! There are no outsiders here, what are you pretending to do!? Admitting that you are jealous will kill you??"

I will suffer at the cost of saving face!That's the kind of person he's talking about!
It's okay to be machismo and domineering at ordinary times, but now it's just a strong rival in love, and it's just a matter of facing difficulties.

His complexion was even darker than the bottom of the pot, and he was still here, with his paralyzed face, afraid of being made fun of?
"You can start talking, and tell me everything you know and the information you have obtained through investigation." Putting down his wine glass, Feng Yiran said seriously.

This serious and calm look, just like his state at work, exudes a cold aura of "don't get close to strangers".

What should come will always come, and you can't hide if you want to.

After Zhong Yu drank the remaining red wine in the glass, he wiped the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand casually, took out a stack of papers from his satchel, and threw it on the table.

"Here, take a look for yourself! That guy's net worth is pretty clean, and he hasn't done any treacherous things. On the contrary, he has made a lot of achievements in the field of medicine, and he is not as good as your favorite concubine." Kindred spirits..."

Accidentally slipping the tongue, Zhong Yu hurriedly shut up, scolding herself for being lacking in heart.

Isn't this blocking the hole of the gun? ?

Sure enough, Feng Yiran's gaze lifted from the pile of materials, and just casually glanced over it, which was enough to make Master Zhong's scalp tingle.

Alas, he must have killed the whole family of the paralyzed cover in his previous life!Otherwise, why have you always been eaten to death by him after so many years?

What Zhong Yu said was correct, Qiao Jingtian is a person with very simple qualifications - at least according to the information obtained from the investigation, it is indeed the case.

He was married, but the marriage only lasted for a short year, and then he got divorced. Qiao Jingtian is still single.

For such an excellent man, there should be no lack of suitors around him, let alone those with good conditions.

But Qiao Jingtian didn't know whether he was hurt emotionally, or he was too obsessed with medical research. After the divorce, he didn't even have a relationship.

Everyday life is two points and one line: hospital and home.

Qiao Jingtian is currently working in a private aristocratic hospital, where he is a high-paying cardiology expert. His income is not low, and he also enjoys certain privileges.

In the life circle of the United States, it is not bad for the Chinese to be able to mix to this extent.

"Hmph!" Young Master Feng finished reading the information at a glance, then snorted coldly, and threw the things back to Zhong Yu.

Catching it in a hurry, Zhong Yu carefully observed his good brother's face: "What's your plan? You don't plan to let me find someone to kill this Qiao Jingtian, right??"

It's not a big deal to kill a person, just the way of death that can be chosen, he can't count the ten fingers of Master Zhong.

But does he really want to "help the evildoers"? ?
The cover paralyzed at the moment was stunned by jealousy, so when he met a Buddha and killed a Buddha, when he met a god and killed a god, he completely lost his mind.

Why did Zhong Yu go to this muddy water? ?

In case the Dongchuang incident happened and Mrs. Feng knew the whole story - then he, Zhong Yu, would be the first cannon fodder, no doubt about it.

Feng Yiran didn't answer Zhong Yu's question directly, but instead raised his eyebrows and asked, "Then what do you think I'll do?"

"Uh..." Zhong Yu was stumped. He felt that this question was a trap, and no matter how he answered it, he would die.

Being watched by Young Master Feng made her feel uncomfortable, Zhong Yu straightened her heart: "I advise you to calm down before making a decision. You must not force yourself, otherwise you will be clear about your wife's temper."

Xiao Ziqing disliked Feng Yiran's domineering autocracy the most. If he was too hot-headed to deal with Qiao Jingtian, he would undoubtedly put himself in a passive situation, and he would be at a loss.

It has to be said that Master Zhong, who is careless and careless in life, has finally been reliable once.

His words were not unreasonable, even Feng Yiran looked at him differently.

However, Young Master Feng didn't want to act impulsively.

Otherwise, he wouldn't hide in the study, and wouldn't dare to be in the same room with Xiao Ziqing.If she saw Xiao Ziqing's absent-minded look again, she knew she was thinking of other men, but she couldn't pierce it...

This kind of suppressed patience made people collapse, Feng Yiran simply walked away, lest he couldn't help it, and there was no need to get angry with Xiao Ziqing.

Xiao Ziqing who was in the bedroom at this time was not sleeping soundly, she knew it almost as soon as Feng Yiran opened the door and walked out.

I flicked through the web with my mobile phone to pass the time, but couldn't read a single word.

Suddenly, a new message popped up on the phone, it was an unfamiliar number, and the content was only one sentence: Hi, long time no see, how are you?

The signature is: Qiao Jingtian.