Hidden Marriage Sweet Wife Palm Pet

"Okay!" Old Master Feng stopped in displeasure, "Ziqian will stay at home for a while when he returns to the Congress this time, and it won't be too late to have dinner together when Yu Cheng comes back."

After the old man had spoken, several people at the dining table picked up their chopsticks and began to eat dinner.

The meal is about the same.

Tang Yajun looked at his son's thin and thin figure, with distressed expression on his face, "It's been four years since I went abroad, so it must be hard work alone?"

"Fortunately, my team followed me, and with their care, I didn't suffer much."

The Feng family has been in business for several generations, and they thought that the descendants would also devote themselves to managing the family business, but they never thought that Feng Ziqian was the only one who had no interest in business and only wanted to engage in art.

Back then, this matter was opposed by everyone in the Feng family. It was Feng Ziqian who tried his best to persuade old master Feng first, so that he could develop in art with peace of mind.

In just two or three years, his reputation as the "Prince of Piano" started in China.

It's just that when my career was on the rise, I didn't know why I suddenly decided to go abroad.

Thinking of this, Tang Yajun couldn't help but sigh.

The two sons have grown up, and each has their own concerns. As a mother, she can't intervene at all.

"If you entered the company with your brother to practice in the past, why do you need to travel so much now?"

"Mom, you know, I haven't been interested in those things since I was a child. I have failed math since elementary school."

Feng Ziqian blinked, smiled and put a piece of pork ribs on Tang Yajun's dinner plate, then turned his head to talk to Old Man Feng.

The family is happy.

Shen Yi ate almost everything, and listened to them with his chin resting on his chin in boredom, his eyes fell on Feng Ziqian's handsome and handsome face from time to time.

After all, he is a real brother. His appearance is very similar to Feng Yucheng's, but his temperament is completely different.Under the influence of art all the year round, there is a hint of elegance between his eyebrows.

In comparison, Feng Yucheng is much more mature than he looks.

After a while, the dinner was over, Feng Ziqian asked Shen Yi, "Your foot is injured, how do you go back?"

After he came back, he learned from the housekeeper Chen Bo that Feng Yucheng and Shen Yi had moved out.

She didn't bring an assistant with her when she came today, Feng Ziqian wanted to send her back in person, but the old man said, "Yiyi, stay in the old house tonight, your and Yu Cheng's rooms have been cleaned all the time."

Shen Yi nodded, "Okay."

at that time.

As soon as Nangong Yi came home, he saw the broken door lock.

He stood on the marble steps, watching this scene, his eyes narrowed slowly.The corner of the mouth slightly raised an arc, coquettish and fierce.

He underestimated the ability of this little wild cat.

Kicking open the door, Nangong Yi walked through the corridor and entered the hall. The woman was sitting on the sofa, and when she heard the sound, she stood up immediately.

Seeing that woman with thorns all over her body, and seeing such a low eyebrow and pleasing eyes, Nangong Yi couldn't arouse her interest at all.

He took off his coat and threw it on her body, "Get lost."

He was still smiling when he said this, but the woman shivered for no reason, and she hurriedly disappeared before his eyes with her coat in her arms.

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"Hey, Kitten, did you get hurt by jumping out of the window?"

When she received Nangong Yi's call, Shen Yi had just gone upstairs and returned to her bedroom. The words of concern made her feel a chill in her heart, "Don't worry about it."

She wondered how Nangong Yi knew her mobile phone number, but thinking about his identity, she suddenly felt that there was no need to ask.

"I'm curious, if I lock you up on the [-]th floor next time, will I give you a parachute?" Nangong Yi teased.

"Crazy," Shen Yi said coldly: "You harassed me over and over again, aren't you afraid that Feng Yucheng will settle accounts with you when he comes back?"

"Hey, now that Feng Yucheng is pregnant with a beauty, do you think he will still be interested in you as a substitute?"

substitute.

Shen Yi was stabbed in the bottom of her heart, and there was dense pain.

She clenched her phone tightly, and said indifferently to the other side: "You'd better not bother me again, or we'll see you at the police station!"

After that, she hung up the phone and blocked the number directly.

But the three words "substitute" kept echoing in her mind, Shen Yi lost her phone and lay down on the bed disconsolately.

After a while, she picked it up again, and she called Feng Yucheng.

The other side hung up almost instantly, and after four or five seconds, they called again, "What's the matter?" There was some noise in the background.

"It's okay. I just want to ask how you are doing over there, have you seen Jing Rui?"

"Not yet. We can only keep in touch by phone now. There is some trouble here. I need to plan well to see her."

Shen Yi felt a little sour in her heart.

Feng Yucheng asked: "How is your side?"

Shen Yi's eyes fell on her feet with plaster casts, and she smiled, "What can I do here, everything is as usual, and I'm busy every day. But at the old house, your brother Ziqian is back."

"Ah."

Obviously it's only been two days, but Shen Yi feels that she has a lot to say.But across the phone screen, she couldn't help thinking and deliberating.

There was a sudden noise from the phone, and the man seemed to stand up and walk.

"You're busy..." Shen Yi's tone was a little disappointed, but it was only for a moment, and she quickly hid it, "That's it, go to bed early, I'm dead."

The man said in a low voice, "Good night."

The corners of Shen Yi's lips pressed down a little, and said softly: "I'll wait for you to come back."

The phone hangs up.

Shen Yi was a little thirsty, so she slid her wheelchair to the kitchen to get an iced drink.Fortunately, an elevator was installed in the old house, otherwise she really couldn't go downstairs like this.

In front of the refrigerator.

Shen Yi opened the can and drank a big gulp of iced Coke, finally dissipating a little bit of depression.

Not far away, Feng Ziqian saw the shadow of the kitchen as soon as he went downstairs, and he turned and walked this way by a strange coincidence.

Turning the corner, I saw Shen Yi drinking there.

The cold expression of the day faded away, her side face was gentle, and there was a lightness between her brows and eyes.

Feng Ziqian couldn't help but think of Jing Rui again, and the brows frowned slightly.

He knew that soon after he left, something happened to Jing Rui, and that lily-like woman withered quickly.

Brother knows how similar Shen Yi is to her, what does he mean by keeping Shen Yi by his side?

As soon as Shen Yi turned her head, she saw Feng Ziqian standing at the top of the stairs.

She froze for a moment.

Before she could speak, Feng Ziqian said, "I have something to ask you."

The two came to the back garden.

What Feng Ziqian wanted to ask was about her being locked up in that villa, "Are you really not going to tell me? Maybe I can help."

Facing Shen Yi's black and white eyes, Feng Ziqian smiled gently, his eyes were as clear as a spring, "After all, you are my sister-in-law, I have to take good care of you, otherwise my brother will definitely blame me when he comes back."

Shen Yi lowered her eyes and smiled lightly.

It seems that in the end we still have to rely on the big tree of Feng Yucheng, "Do you know Nangong Yi? How is his relationship with Feng Yucheng?"