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

Feng Tian wanted to look at Feng Anyan's back as he pretended to go upstairs with a serious face. He understood that although Feng Anyan had listened to his words, he still would not take the initiative to ask He Mulan for peace.

He may rather be bored in his heart all the time than show his vulnerable side in front of others.

The current He Mulan is not yet able to make him open his heart, but Fengtian wants to believe that a girl who can make Feng Anyan so caring will one day make Feng Anyan show her wounds, and then Let her heal.

It's just that now, outsiders need to help them get back together.

The drowsy He Mulan sat up suddenly, she had a dream, dreaming that Feng Anyan was walking in front of her, and she was very close behind, but she couldn't catch up to him no matter what.

He Mulan rubbed her eyes, and vaguely remembered that at the end of the dream, she stepped on the ground and woke up.

She picked up the phone, and the vague expectation in her heart was swept away, and there was still no news from Feng Anyan.

"It's fine if you don't send a message." After muttering, He Mulan got up to wash up.

After a night of sleep, He Mulan was no longer as sad as last night, she pulled herself together and went downstairs.

"Don't you have to go to work today?" Seeing He Mulan who woke up naturally from sleep, He Zhaoyuan asked in surprise.

He Mulan shook her head, and sat comfortably on the soft sofa: "Brother, you didn't work today?"

"It's a rare leisure time to watch TV." He Zhaoyuan drank his coffee and tuned the channel with the remote control in his other hand.

The morning news broadcast the homicide case at He Mulan University, and He Mulan watched it with lingering fear.

"So these things happened in your university." He Zhaoyuan frowned, "Are you not injured?"

He Mulan shook her head, thinking that Feng Anyan braved the rain to save her, but she threw him in the rain, which seemed to really hurt his heart.

"You didn't go into details last night, so it's such a big deal." He Zhaoyuan watched the news intently, "But luckily you're fine."

"I'm fine, bro, you're worrying too much." He Mulan said indifferently.

"Then you cried so much last night because of this incident?" He Zhaoyuan asked again.

He Mulan bowed her head guiltyly: "Yes."

"Otherwise, you should take a few days off and have a good rest, or just resign. Our company also has a job for you." He Zhaoyuan said worriedly, "In case something like this happens again..."

"Brother, our school is usually very safe." He Zhaoyuan's excessive concern made He Mulan dumbfounded, "And the exam is coming soon, and I have to invigilate it."

"Then you have to be careful." He Zhaoyuan instructed, and then he seemed to remember something, "By the way, why didn't Feng Anyan come to you?"

He Mulan was stunned for a moment, unexpectedly He Zhaoyuan would mention him suddenly: "Why mention him, maybe it's because I'm too busy to take care of me."

"Really? He didn't seem to come to pick you up last night." He Zhaoyuan asked again.

He Mulan buried her head in the pillow, as if she didn't hear He Zhaoyuan's question.

He Zhaoyuan guessed that she probably quarreled with Feng Anyan, and his inner feelings were very complicated. On the one hand, he was secretly happy, but on the other hand, he felt sorry for He Mulan, and even wanted them to reconcile as soon as possible.

"My parents are not at home today, I will cook, what do you want to eat?" With a sigh, He Zhaoyuan changed the subject.

Only then did He Mulan show her head, and said pitifully, "I want to eat your braised fish."

"Okay." He Zhaoyuan smiled dotingly, "Let's go shopping together later."

Because of taking care of He Mulan since she was a child, He Zhaoyuan's cooking skills have been honed very well. He Mulan ate half of the braised fish contentedly, and He Zhaoyuan handed her a glass of water.

"I have an impromptu meeting in the afternoon, you can take care of the house yourself." He Zhaoyuan stood up and straightened his tie.

"Ah." He Mulan sighed disappointedly, "I thought you could be free all day."

"You treat me as you." He Zhaoyuan said with a smile, "Be good, I'll go first."

"Slow down on the road!" He Mulan waved his hand, and He Zhaoyuan left the house. Apart from the servants, she was the only one left in the house, and suddenly it became deserted.

Bored, He Mulan returned to her room, planning to watch a TV series for a while.

The TV series was just halfway through, but was interrupted by a sudden phone call.

He Mulan was looking excited, so when he answered the phone, his tone was naturally not very good.

"Who?"

"Yo, Miss He is so angry?" Feng Tianxiang asked with a smile.

He Mulan heard the voice sound familiar, thought for a while, and finally remembered who it was.

"Young Master Feng?" He Mulan asked.

"Miss He has a pretty good memory." Feng Tianxiang confirmed He Mulan's guess with a smile.

He Mulan probably guessed that he called because of Feng Anyan and her own affairs, but she didn't expect that Feng Anyan would also confide her troubles to her brother.

"Why did you call me all of a sudden?" Although he probably guessed it, He Mulan still asked Feng Tianxiang.

"Of course it's for my younger brother, it's really worrying." Sure enough, it's for Feng Anyan.

He Mulan kept silent, waiting for Feng Tian to think about what to say next.

"I heard you had a fight with An Yan?" Feng Tianxiang's tone became serious.

"Yes, do you want to seek justice for your brother?" He Mulan said angrily.

"That's not true." Feng Tian wanted to answer, "I want to ask you out to talk about An Yan, do you have time?"

After thinking about it for a while, He Mulan agreed to his invitation. After all, she also cared about everything about Feng Anyan, and she wanted to know him better.

The place Fengtian wanted to talk about was very popular, it was a very famous coffee shop, He Mulan used to take Yu Panning to drink afternoon tea.

Pushing open the glass door of the cafe, He Mulan looked around, and finally found Feng Tianxiang in a corner.

He was wearing a casual suit, wearing glasses and looking at the newspaper on the table. He looked very gentle. Those who didn't know would think that he was an ordinary office worker who used his spare afternoon to read newspapers.

He Mulan couldn't help sighing that what kind of clothes he really looked like.

She walked across to Feng Tianxiang and sat down, tapping on the table lightly.

Fengtian wanted to see her coming, so he put down the newspaper, took off his glasses, and asked with a smile, "What do you want to drink?"

"Whatever." He Mulan replied, "Let's get down to business."

Feng Tian wanted to play with the glasses in his hand, ordered a cup of coffee for He Mulan, he took a sip of his own coffee, and only opened his mouth slowly when He Mulan got a little impatient.

"It may be painful for An Yan to recall these things again, and I don't know when he will tell you, but I think you need to know." Feng Tian wanted to put down his glasses, "After all, you are very important to him. , maybe only you can heal the wound in his heart."