President, your wife has slapped you in the face again.

Leng Yan suddenly answered Feng Yin very seriously, but Feng Yin couldn't accept it for a while.

"Leng Yan, don't you think your words are contradictory? Since you are sincere, how can there be a time limit? How can you be sincere if you have a relationship with constraints and conditions? The premise of sincerity is not first of all unfettered free choice ?"

Feng Yin was sitting next to him, and Feng Yin couldn't accept his serious and ridiculous answer, but felt a little ridiculous.Why is she so earnestly discussing with Leng Yan an issue that he doesn't care about at all?
What a waste of time!

"I will give you freedom and unrestrained!" Leng Yan frowned, is this the reason why she has been refusing to accept herself?Isn't this a dead end?

"Just give me the remaining four years, right?" Feng Yin asked coldly.

Leng Yan: "..." These four years, to him, are very likely to be everything.

"Actually, I misunderstood the whole thing! You, Leng Yan, are a businessman first of all, and everything you do is in business! The profit is the first thing you value! As for the sincerity, in your opinion, it is all right." Profitability was bought!
In today's impetuous and cold society, there are indeed many examples of betraying love, family and friendship for money, but if the whole society is like this, it will be gray!At least what I have seen, there are only a few gray areas, most of them are black and white!
So, I can't understand that you are talking about a sincere relationship, but on the other hand you have set a cold deadline!I can't accept such feelings, not to mention, I don't want to fall in love!No matter who it is, they don't want to. "

After the words fell, Feng Yin got up and went back to his room.

There is an open door between the two bedrooms. Her bedroom is warm and warm, and his side is cold and white.When the light from her room poured in through the door, Leng Yan didn't feel that her territory and secrets had been invaded, but felt that it should be a part of him...

Fengyin, you don't understand, God didn't give me a chance, longing for so long...

"Are you going to sleep?"

Feng Yin was bending over to arrange the quilt, while Leng Yan leaned against the door and spoke in a deep voice.

"Ah."

"I'm hungry." Leng Yan squeezed out three words with a superior attitude.It was as if the three words I was hungry came out of his mouth, all of which represented billions of dollars in big projects.

"There must be supper downstairs." Feng Yin had just quarreled with him, and was not in the mood to chat.

"If I go on like this, if they ask me, do you mean to shame me? I'm not you. I'm used to being ashamed. My face is already thicker than a city wall! The porridge you cooked that day was barely drinkable, so you can cook another bowl .”

Leng Yan shook her injured index finger, turned around and went back to the room after speaking, and sat on the sofa to read the documents.

What he said just now not only belittled Feng Yin, but also ordered her, it was really all his good deed!

Feng Yin slammed the quilt on the bed.

I don’t know who said it that day, he wouldn’t eat it if it wasn’t a Michelin five-star chef!Slapped in the face so quickly?Pooh!

Feng Yin still decided to go downstairs to make porridge, and Leng Yan's drooping eyes were unknowingly stained with warm color.

……

Downstairs in the kitchen, just after Feng Yin prepared the ingredients, he felt a sneaky figure rushing past behind him, immediately picked up the fruit knife beside him, and swiped it in front of the person.

"I'm sub-Ao!" Leng Yue took a step back with a groan, before standing still, Feng Yin had already retracted the knife and started cutting fruit, as if the scene just now had never happened.