Marriage can't wait: Gao Leng and Feng Shao bow down

"He was injured to save me! Of course I have to follow up to see the situation!" He Mulan felt that Feng Anyan was simply making trouble for no reason.

"Then what do you think I braved the rain to save you? Can't compare to him?" Feng Anyan said, "Is he more important to you than me?"

"Feng Anyan, what are you thinking?" He Mulan said helplessly, "Don't you have answers to these questions in your heart?"

Feng Anyan snorted coldly: "The answer in my heart may be different from what you think."

He Mulan stomped her feet angrily, she casually glanced at the passing cars, but saw Feng Anyan's sports car.

It turned out that he hadn't left and was waiting for her at the school gate.

He Mulan felt that arguing on the phone was not an option, so she simply walked up to Feng Anyan's car and knocked on his car window.

The car window rolled down slowly, Feng Anyan looked at He Mulan with a cold face.

"Come down and speak clearly." He Mulan hung up the phone and said.

Feng Anyan pushed open the car door, folded his arms and looked at He Mulan expressionlessly.

"Why are you angry? Just because I went to the hospital with Du Tongji?" He Mulan asked.

Feng Anyan turned around and stared at him: "Yes."

He Mulan frowned delicately: "What do you care about? I have already explained to you that I have nothing with him, why don't you believe me?"

"You left me here, accompanied him to the hospital, and told me you were okay?" Feng Anyan shot back, "Do you think I might believe you?"

He Mulan looked at Feng Anyan incredulously: "So I'm so unbelievable in your heart, right?"

Feng Anyan was slightly moved, He Mulan's appearance made him feel pain in his heart, but when he thought that she accompanied Du Tongji to the hospital and cared so much about him, Feng Anyan couldn't help but get angry.

"Okay." Seeing that Feng Anyan had been silent, He Mulan sighed, her eyes were red, and she said to Feng Anyan, "Since you don't believe me, let's just cancel the engagement, I'm fed up with you I don't trust it anymore!"

Hearing what He Mulan said, Feng Anyan reacted: "Your purpose is to break off the engagement with me, isn't it?"

"Since you don't trust me, what's the use of keeping this engagement?" He Mulan looked directly at Feng Anyan and replied stubbornly.

Feng Anyan's handsome face was as cold as ice, he pursed his thin lips like a knife, and nodded: "He Mulan, I really don't know what I am in your heart."

After saying this, he turned around and returned to the car, started the car and drove away.

He Mulan stood there looking at the speeding sports car, and finally couldn't bear the grievance in her heart, and shed tears.

While crying, she called He Zhaoyuan and asked him to come and pick her up.

He Zhaoyuan heard that He Mulan was crying, so he didn't dare to delay, and drove over quickly.

"Mulan, what's wrong with you?" Seeing that He Mulan had stopped crying, but her eyes were still red, He Zhaoyuan asked.

He Mulan shook her head: "It's nothing, it's just that too many things happened in school today, I feel a little wronged."

She knew that her brother cared about her, and she didn't want to tell him about Feng Anyan, so as to prevent him from going to trouble with Feng Anyan because of herself.

Of course, He Zhaoyuan understood that He Mulan was definitely not crying so hard because of the school, but He Mulan didn't say anything, so he didn't force him to ask.

Back at He's house, He Mulan took care of dinner casually, saying that she was not feeling well, and went back to her room to sleep.

She turned on her mobile phone, and unlike in the past when she got home, she received a message from Feng Anyan, and the mailbox on her mobile phone was empty.

Not receiving Feng Anyan's phone call or text message, He Mulan felt even more sad, but she couldn't bear to send Feng Anyan a text message, so she had to hide under the quilt, trying to fall asleep as soon as possible, and forget these sad things.

On the other side, Feng Anyan also felt uncomfortable.

In the huge living room of Feng's house, Feng Anyan took off his coat and lay on the sofa. He didn't turn on the light, so when Feng Tian, ​​who returned home that night, wanted to turn on the light, he was immediately startled by his younger brother who was lying on the sofa.

"An Yan, why are you sleeping here?" Feng Tian wanted to walk over and push Feng An Yan.

Feng Anyan was startled awake, sat up and rubbed his cheeks: "Brother, are you back so late?"

"We played outside for a while, what happened to you?" Feng Tian wanted to ask, "Didn't you accompany your fiancée these few days?"

Hearing that Feng Tian wanted to mention He Mulan, Feng Anyan's face turned cold again, and he replied in a very bad tone: "I want to accompany her, but she doesn't necessarily need my company."

"Yo, what's the matter?" Feng Tian wanted to see Feng Anyan like this, and asked with great interest, pretending to be an emotional helper.

Feng Anyan then told Feng Tianxiang the reason for the quarrel with He Mulan today.

Feng Tian wanted to think for a while, and persuaded: "An Yan, what Mu Lan said is actually correct. Her colleague was injured in order to save her, so she should go and have a look."

"She left me here to see other men!" Feng Anyan rubbed his hair and said displeasedly, "Brother, don't you think it's wrong?"

Feng Tian wanted to shake his head helplessly: "An Yan, you are too sensitive, maybe Mu Lan didn't think of this level at all, she just thought that as a colleague, she should go and see, as for leaving you where you are, maybe she You're too impatient, don't you care?"

Feng Anyan fell silent, he had actually reflected on what he had done, he had thought about what Feng Tian wanted to say, but he lacked too much sense of security in his heart.

"An Yan, you should listen to Mu Lan's thoughts more." Seeing that Feng An Yan listened to his own words, Feng Tian tried to persuade him patiently.

As his younger brother, he knows very well that it is not easy to find a happy home, and he must spare no effort to help him reap the fruits of love.

"It's not that I can hear it just because I want to." Feng Anyan said dejectedly, Feng Tian thought it was the first time he saw him in this state.

"What's wrong?" Feng Tian wanted to ask curiously.

"Mulan wants to break off the engagement with me." Feng Anyan continued to answer.

Feng Tian wanted to be taken aback for a moment, and replied with a smile: "Didn't she always want to break off the engagement? Last time, she wanted to make a fool of herself as an excuse, but she just happened to find me."

Feng Anyan shook his head: "It's different this time, she said she couldn't bear it and I don't trust her."

Feng Tian wanted to frown, but then stretched out: "It's okay, it's all just angry words, maybe it will be fine in two days."

Feng Anyan nodded, then sighed, and asked Feng Tian in confusion: "Brother, do you think I'm too sensitive?"

Feng Tian wanted to feel sour in his heart, he patted Feng Anyan on the back: "It's okay, you and Mu Lan make it clear, she will definitely understand you."

"Forget it." Feng Anyan shook his head, he closed his eyes and said, "Tell her my painful memories, I can't do it yet."

As if vomiting out the troubles in his heart, Feng Anyan raised his head and said: "Thank you, brother, for listening to my nagging for so long, it's getting late, go to bed."