Hidden Marriage Sweet Wife Palm Pet

Only then did Tang Yajun show a smile, but she couldn't help thinking, if only Yu Cheng could have Ziqian half listen to her!
It's a pity that he has been completely fascinated by that little vixen Shen Yi!
Tang Yajun's eyes fell on the youngest son's face, "You rest first, are you hungry now? Mom will cook for you in person."

Feng Ziqian had already eaten when he came, but he didn't want to break Tang Yajun's interest, so he cooperated: "Okay, I want a bowl of noodles, let me taste the taste of my childhood."

Tang Yajun left his room with a smile.

The next day.

People from Feng Ziqian's team came to Shengshi to take away the piano and other instruments used in yesterday's concert. As soon as Shen Yi came out of the office, he saw a man standing in the corridor.

"Ziqian?" Shen Yi asked doubtfully, "Why don't you take a good rest and come here in person?"

"I don't have anything to do at home, so I might as well take a trip."

Feng Ziqian turned on his phone and looked at the current time, and asked: "Do you want to have dinner together? Thanks to you for making preparations yesterday, otherwise I would have been surrounded for a long time. I treat you as a thank you."

When he laughed, there was a pure and clean radiance in his eyes.

Seeing the staff with lunch boxes in the corridor, Shen Yi realized that it was already lunch time.

She looked down at her formal business attire, smiled, "Okay, I'll go change."

"Okay then, let's eat at the Mog restaurant downstairs from your company, and I'll go over there to order and wait for you."

Shen Yi returned to the rest room, casually changed into a more casual outfit, a white shirt and trousers, and then prepared to go downstairs.

She turned on the phone and checked the battery level, but her eyes involuntarily stopped on the date.

18 number.

It has been 7 days since Feng Yucheng left.

Next time she calls, she must ask when he will be back.

Shen Yi turned off the phone, lowered her eyes and chuckled lightly.

It's strange, why does she feel like her days are like years?
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Feng Ziqian was sitting by the window, and from a long distance, he saw the woman in the white shirt, with long black hair scattered on her shoulders, which made him suddenly seem to see Jing Rui.

She trotted to his side, with a smile on her face as bright as the morning sun, she raised her head and called him: "Ziqian, come and taste this box of pastries, I made them myself!"

To be honest, that box of pastries was really bad, and it didn't look good.

It was originally made according to the model of the little bear, but she pouted and said that the dark one was a panda.

But he still cooperated and said it was delicious.

Memories haunted my heart, the warmth seemed to have not been worn away by the years, and a smile overflowed from the corner of Feng Ziqian's lips.

His eyes slowly focused, but when he looked outside again, he found that Shen Yi was blocked by a man at the door.

A trace of astonishment flashed across Feng Ziqian's face.

Restaurant door.

Shen Yi really didn't expect to meet this evildoer everywhere, the coincidence made her wonder if he was following her.

Nangong Yi approached her and asked curiously, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Shen Yi immediately stepped back to distance herself from him.

She looked at Nangong Yi with some confusion, and the small and cold beauty in his arms, and asked, "I'm curious about your relationship?"

Nangong Yi stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked his lips lightly, "Girlfriend."

Shen Yi felt that the existence of this person was to teach her a lesson in life.

Ever since she met him, she didn't know what the Three Views were.

The last time he was caught in the villa, that woman was obviously not the same person as the current one.

It can be seen that this young master Nangong regards women as playthings.

Shen Yi felt disgusted in her heart, and she smiled bluntly, "Hehe, congratulations on having a new girlfriend."

Nangong Yi looked at Shen Yi leisurely.

This woman can always hide her emotions very well, just like now, even though she is smiling, her clear eyes are unwavering, making one unable to help but wonder what she really thinks.

Nangong Yi blinked at her, a small black mole at the corner of his eye was extraordinarily seductive, "If you could be my girlfriend, maybe I would kick her right now."

He looked at her with his lips hooked, as if he had given her a great gift.

"I'm sorry, I don't see any charm in you worthy of my cheating."

Shen Yi looked away calmly, "I'm going to eat, I hope you won't be a disgusting stalker."

Shen Yi walked two steps, and paused again when passing by the woman, she raised her hand and patted the woman's shoulder, with a bit of regret on her porcelain white face, "How hard are you to think about being with him?"

Nangong Yi's face froze.

Shen Yi looked away from them indifferently, and entered the restaurant.

At that time, Feng Ziqian had all this scene in his eyes. He had just stood up and was about to go out, but when he found Nangong Yi's face was ugly, he knew that Shen Yi must have the upper hand.

Feng Ziqian sat back in his seat.

Not long after, Shen Yi came in, saw the meal that had been served, her eyes lit up slightly, and she directly picked up the chopsticks.

"This restaurant is delicious, Ziqian, how did you hold back the aroma and wait for me?"

Feng Ziqian: "..."

I just saw the side of her full of aura, but now I can't react.

He couldn't help smiling, and took the chopsticks she handed over.

After eating, the two separated.

It was already afternoon when Feng Ziqian returned to the old house, and as soon as he entered the hall, he saw Tang Yajun sitting on the sofa.

When he came back, she didn't move.

Feng Ziqian felt that there was something wrong with the atmosphere. Only after seeing the nanny's gestures did he realize that Tang Yajun had cooked the meal himself at noon.

Feng Ziqian was a little helpless.

Passing an orange on the table, peeled it and handed it to Tang Yajun, "Mom, I'm sorry, I didn't know you cooked."

Tang Yajun didn't answer, and looked at him coldly, "Who did you have dinner with at noon?"

The questioning tone made Feng Ziqian a little uncomfortable.

He scratched the hair on the back of his head, and said meekly: "Sister-in-law... Shen Yi."

"How could you have dinner with that woman!"

Tang Yajun suddenly became agitated, his face was stained with anger, and his words were full of dissatisfaction and disgust towards Shen Yi.

She hates Shen Yi, Feng Ziqian has noticed it since he got home.

Only this time, seeing her excited, he didn't want to continue coaxing her, which was very different from the gentle and gentle mother he remembered.

In just a few short years, she has become too much.

Feng Ziqian sat on the sofa opposite Tang Yajun, and asked seriously: "Mom, can you tell me why you have such a big prejudice against her?"

Tang Yajun's face was stained with a thin layer of anger, "You don't need to know."

She couldn't control Shen Yi.

Under Shen Yi's seemingly docile appearance, there is an unyielding and unyielding heart, which even she can't see through.

Because of Shen Yi, Yu Cheng became more and more distant from her.

This daughter-in-law doesn't listen to her at all!