Hidden Marriage Sweet Wife Palm Pet

Feng Yucheng's black eyes stared at her, his lips slowly pursed into a straight line, and his voice was low and low: "I don't know what you're talking about."

Shen Yi sneered, "You don't come to see me for a month, you take your ex-girlfriend to various public places, and even go to the old house to see your grandfather, what do you mean?"

Feng Yucheng knew that she was angry, even though he felt a little puzzled, he still answered her every question sincerely.

"I know it's my fault for you to change Jingrui and come back. I want to wait until you calm down before going to you. Besides, Jingrui's condition is unstable. Even if I go to find you, you will be angry if you find out."

So weighing the pros and cons, he chose not to go.

"I'm not used to meeting other women. That time, Jing Rui happened to be at the banquet, and the reporter took a photo. Do you believe the random copywriting?"

"I went to the old house, but I was too busy with work, and I stayed for a short time, so I didn't meet you."

He answered almost every question with full marks.

Shen Yi listened and couldn't find any mistakes, but she was still very angry.

Wasn't it his fault that he didn't contact her for a month, or was it her fault?
She stepped on high heels and walked over aggressively, and "slapped" a document on the desk, "You can figure it out yourself!"

After that, she left without looking back.

Feng Yucheng's eyes fell on the large black characters on the cover of the document.

divorse agreement.

It seemed that she was really determined this time, she couldn't reason with him, so she started playing a rascal?
Why didn't he realize before that this little woman is so rowdy.

She lost her temper with him, but he endured it, and she moved out of the villa, but he also endured it, and he turned a blind eye to being so close to Feng Ziqian.

divorce.

impossible.

After returning from Yuting Group, Shen Yi held back her anger.

It's obviously his fault, but what he said is so reasonable, it seems like she is making trouble for no reason.

Shen Yi took out her mobile phone, and was about to call Nan Shu to go drink together, when she received a call from the old house.

"Hello, grandpa?"

"Yiyi, let's go back to the old house tomorrow. Several branches of the family have come to celebrate the Double Ninth Festival together. In addition, there are a few things to announce."

Shen Yi's furrowed brows unknowingly opened, "Okay."

The next day.

Shen Yi got up early to wash up, and just returned to the bedroom when she received a call. She opened the curtains and saw the white Ferrari parked downstairs in the apartment.

Shen Yi changed her clothes and went down, and got into the car against a gust of wind, "Ziqian, why are you here? You didn't tell me in advance."

Feng Ziqian had elegant eyebrows, and with a slight smile, he handed over a breakfast, soy milk and steamed buns.

"Last night, I knew it was windy and the weather was bad. You were at home by yourself. You definitely wouldn't have breakfast, so I came to pick you up."

Shen Yi took a sip of the warm soybean milk and narrowed her eyes comfortably.

Her eyes fell on the gentle and jade-like face of the young man in the driver's seat. Feng Ziqian likes to engage in art and has been immersed in music all year round. He has a magical power that can calm people's hearts. It is always easy to get along with him.

The two soon came to the old house.

The Feng family is a big family with a strong heritage. This time for the Double Ninth Festival, only a few offshoots with close blood ties were invited, but even so, there were quite a few people.

This was Shen Yi's first time participating in such a big occasion since she married into the Feng family.

Three years ago, she did not have a wedding.

So when she stepped into the old house with Feng Ziqian, she got a lot of strange eyes.

There is nothing to talk about now, Shen Yi and Feng Ziqian went to the lobby on the second floor to find Old Man Feng.

After walking around for a long time, she didn't find Feng Yucheng's figure, and Shen Yi didn't know whether she should be happy or unhappy.

It's just that when it was time for lunch, the man was late.

As if he knew that he would come, old man Feng raised his eyes lightly, but ignored him.

Only a few older side branches greeted Feng Yucheng, while the others remained silent.

These offshoots have always had no status in front of the direct line, not only because of blood relationship, but also because of personal ability.

Feng Yucheng is simply a mythical existence of the Feng family's generation, no one dares to provoke him or get close to him.

He sat down on the vacant seat beside Shen Yi with all his traveling clothes, and just picked up the chopsticks, before he took a few bites of food, he suddenly opened his mouth.

"On the third day of next month, I will re-host the wedding with Shen Yi."

This sentence exploded on the dining table like a thunderbolt, and everyone's expressions changed.

Tang Yajun's face turned ugly for a moment, and he couldn't help looking at the old man.

Old Man Feng was also very surprised, but he was very happy to see Feng Yucheng put his heart into Shen Yi.

"Of course that's good. At the beginning, I only got the certificate. It's been three years now. It's time to hold a wedding for Yiyi girl."

It took a month to prepare, it seems that Feng Yucheng is very hardworking.

Shen Yi bit the tip of her chopsticks, under the watchful eyes of everyone, her face turned pale, and she was even more angry in her heart.

She didn't feel any surprise at all.

In fact, the wedding dress they ordered at the bridal shop had already been made, and the clerk even called her on the second night when she went to change it back to Jing Rui.

She told the clerk that she didn't want the deposit, nor the wedding dress.

There were voices of congratulations all over the dining table, Shen Yi felt a little pain in her head, so she put down her chopsticks.

"Grandpa, I don't want to re-do the wedding."

Shen Yi's voice was cold, "It's been three years, there's no need to go to great lengths to pursue the form, I think it's pretty good now."

Old Man Feng smiled and said: "How can you say that a once-in-a-lifetime wedding is unnecessary? Yiyi, you don't have to worry about anything, Yu Cheng will arrange everything, and you can just be a bride at ease on the third day of next month."

Shen Yi has always been very respectful in front of the old man.

Only this time, she had a rare determination on her face, "Grandpa, maybe I don't have time, I'm going on a business trip next month."

Tang Yajun glanced at her sideways, not knowing what to do.

Yu Cheng wanted to hold a wedding for her, but she still didn't agree.

That's good too, it saves her to find a way to stop Feng Yucheng, hurting the relationship between mother and child.

It could be seen that she really didn't want to have this wedding.

There was a brief moment of silence at the dinner table.

The expression in Feng Yucheng's eyes gradually sank, and there was a cold and heavy atmosphere around him. He looked at her, and opened his tightly pursed lips, "Then wait until you come back from a business trip to choose a time. I will arrange the wedding venue first. something needed."

After lunch, a group of people made an appointment to go out in twos and threes, Shen Yi rejected their invitation, and returned to the room a little tired.

The sound of the door opening came from behind, and the familiar smell of cologne permeated the air.

The nerves in Shen Yi's forehead began to throb again, she turned around and asked, "Why didn't you ask me in advance?"