Hidden Marriage Sweet Wife Palm Pet

When receiving the text message from Feng Yucheng, Shen Yi had already arrived at the agreed western restaurant.

On WeChat, the man's words are concise and clear.

[I have something to do, next time I invite you to dinner, sorry]

Shen Yi closed the phone.

Looking at the table being slowly filled with dishes by the waiter, I feel a little uncomfortable.It was sour, even if she opened a bottle of red wine, she couldn't suppress it.

Not long after, a courier went up to the second floor, came to her table, and handed over a bouquet of red roses soaked in water, with a smile on his face: "Miss, please sign for your courier."

Shen Yi took the flowers, and the sense of loss in her heart was magnified again.

"Thank you." She smiled at the courier, who patted the back of his head foolishly, said a pleasant meal, and then left.

Shen Yi was cutting the steak, but his mind drifted away involuntarily.

He suddenly had something to do, in fact, she could guess in her heart even without saying the reason, it is probably that Miss Jing.

A sense of powerlessness spread from the bottom of my heart.

She didn't really want to talk to Feng Yucheng about this matter, not only was there no result, but she didn't seem to have any position to say it.

Actually quite understand him.

At first, I thought that the Bai Yueguang in my heart would never come back after being killed, so I finally figured out to let go, but in the blink of an eye, I came back alive, and I still fell in love with him.

Either way, I'd feel guilty facing her.

It's just that no one is right, it's time that's wrong.

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A petite and delicate woman walks in a public place with a slender man on her arm, and the rate of turning heads is very high.

After walking halfway, Jing Rui couldn't hold on any longer.

"Ah Cheng, I'm a little hungry."

There was a layer of gentleness between Feng Yucheng's brows, and he glanced at Chen Ji Bakery next to him, giving her a helpless look.

Jing Rui snickered.

The two walked over, the line was very long, and the bodyguard who followed them came over, "Boss, let me line up."

Jing Rui couldn't help laughing, "Stupid, everyone is here, it doesn't matter who comes in line."

The bodyguard had no choice but to step back.

Jing Rui took Feng Yucheng's hand and walked to the back of the team.When it was their turn, the two stood in front of the counter and said in unison: "Mango pudding."

The people queuing up around laughed enviously, they obviously regarded them as a pair of unusually loving couples, and the two were talented and beautiful, and they seemed to be a perfect match.

Feng Yucheng was stunned for a moment, his expression tensed up a bit.

"Ah Cheng, you still remember the taste I like." Jing Rui took the pudding from the boss, with a smile on her face.

Seeing the joy on her face, Feng Yucheng hummed, his eyes were a little black.

Until halfway in the afternoon, Feng Yucheng finally accompanied her to buy all the things she needed, and then drove her downstairs by himself.

Jing Rui was carrying a few bags and stood outside the car window.

She looked at the hard line of the man's face in the car, her eyes were a little greedy, "A Cheng, can you go upstairs and sit for a while?"

Feng Yucheng looked sideways at her standing under the sun, his eyes were indifferent, "No, the company still has something to do, you can go up quickly."

Jing Rui clenched her bag tightly.

Even if she said she didn't care, she loved him silently.But every time I see it, I still can't help but want to have it.

When they were together before, he never rejected her.

It's so unfair to her, isn't it?
Jing Rui pursed her lips, raised her hand and said goodbye slowly, "A Cheng, be careful on the road."

Feng Yucheng nodded, screwed up the car window, and then Maybach started the engine and galloped away.

Jing Rui didn't turn around until she couldn't even see a shadow, and went upstairs.

In the evening, when Shen Yi got off work and returned to her residence, she saw a man with a cold temperament standing in front of her door at the corner, smoking a cigarette with his head tilted, and there were several movers in uniform standing not far away.

Seeing her standing there in a daze, Feng Yucheng walked over and hugged her tightly in his arms.

Shen Yi seldom wears perfume, smelling the light fragrance of her body, Feng Yucheng's tense spirit in the past few days finally eased.

"It's much stronger than nicotine."

Shen Yi glanced at the cigarette butt he had just thrown on the ground, and shook her head helplessly.

Knowing that she would move back sooner or later, Shen Yi had already packed almost all her things in advance, basically putting them in the suitcase.

In the car, the two sat, relatively silent.

Shen Yi sniffed the vaguely scented fragrance in the air, and cast her eyes leisurely out of the car window.

She is very sensitive to smells. From the first time she saw him, she smelled it belonged to another woman when she got close to him.

Who can imagine.

Feng Yucheng reached out, wrapped her hand in his palm, and asked softly, "How is the company doing?"

He hadn't cared about her company for a while.

Shen Yi narrowed her eyes slightly, "It's pretty good, everything is on the right track."

As if sensing that her mood was a little cold, Feng Yucheng turned his sideways eyes and looked at her with secretive eyes, "No matter what happens in the future, don't move out casually."

Shen Yi pursed her lips and smiled slightly, "Okay."

Seeing the two of them coming back, Aunt Zou happily walked over to pick up the suitcase, "Ma'am, you are finally home. I just made dinner. Go and eat."

The next night.

Just as Feng Yucheng walked out of the conference room, he received a call from his friend Jin Chaoyang.

"Yu Cheng, come to Monet's Hotel in the evening, the party starts on time at eight o'clock. No matter how good your personal relationship with Jing Rui is, we still have to come to the party."

"I see."

Feng Yucheng spoke concisely, and hung up the phone after answering a sentence.

Two years ago, Jing Rui also had very good friends in this circle, and it was appropriate to hold a party to celebrate her return to China.

Monet style hotel.

Feng Yucheng arrived on time, but unexpectedly pushed open the door of the box and found that everyone was already there.

There were many people, but there were not many familiar faces that Feng Yucheng could remember.

"It's good to seal."

"Long time no see, Mr. Feng."

In their circle, apart from Jin Chaoyang, there are a few others who are close to Feng Yucheng, and everyone else should be called respectfully. After all, there is a difference between respect and inferiority. Although they are in the same circle, they must be more careful.

Feng Yucheng sat down next to Jing Rui.

As soon as Jin Chaoyang brought over a glass of red wine, he heard someone tease: "Miss Jing Rui has returned to China, when will Mr. Feng hold the wedding?"

The corners of Jing Rui's lips moved, and she lowered her head slightly.

Feng Yucheng's face was slightly indifferent, a little repulsive, and he said perfunctorily, "Let's talk."

As soon as the man asked, he was bumped with an elbow by the person next to him.

No one asked about it after that.

On the other side of the box, Xin Li's petite body was almost sunk into the sofa. She was dressed in bright colors full of youthful atmosphere, sitting in the crowd, her appearance was not too bright, so she didn't attract attention.

Feng Yucheng didn't seem to see her.

Xin Li came here with a new friend, she turned her head and asked the people around her, "Isn't Feng Yucheng married?"