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

Seeing the news that Leng Yan is about to marry another woman, Feng Yin's eyes burst into tears, like broken beads.

"He It must be my fault that he married another woman. He did it because I felt sorry for him. It's not that I made him heartbroken, he won't..."

At this moment, Feng Yin still shields Leng Yan.

Chen Xiuzhu's heart was torn apart again, even worse than pieces.

Seeing this, Yun Yin reluctantly stood up, and wanted to sneak up on Feng Yin from behind, and he was about to get close to Feng Yin...

"roll!"

Feng Yin seemed to have eyes behind his back, suddenly yelled, turned around and kicked Yun Yin's calf.

Hey!
Yunyin's miserable cry came from the villa.

Yun Yin was directly kicked down the stairs by Feng Yin, and the sound of ping-pong-pong rolling down accompanied by screams resounded throughout the villa.

Chen Xiuzhu took the opportunity to step forward and hug Feng Yin tightly in his arms.

The next moment, he took the photo from her hand without hesitation.

"Return the photo to me!"

Snapped!
While snatching the photo, Feng Yin raised his hand and slapped Chen Xiuzhu across the face.

The loud slap left clear finger prints on his face.

Everyone else gasped, but Feng Yin didn't feel anything, and was still desperately trying to get those photos back.

The photos are all Leng Yan, people she can only see in dreams and memories.

Even if there are other women standing beside him, she still wants to get the photo, just to see him more clearly.

"Chen Xiuzhu...I beg you, give me the photo...I beg you."

Suddenly, Feng Yin stopped struggling, but knelt down on the ground with his legs softening.

Those photos are worthless garbage to Chen Xiuzhu, but to her they are the most important existence in her life.

For three years, Leng Yan knew that Leng Yan existed in her memory, and now she finally saw his photo. It has been three years since she was isolated from the world, and she finally proved the existence of Leng Yan. Now who wants to take away the photo, Feng Yin would risk his life and even his dignity.

In the huge villa, the scene was deadly silent.

Feng Yin knelt in front of Chen Xiuzhu, tightly clutching his hands because he had Leng Yan's photo in his hand.

"All go!"

When Chen Xiuzhu spoke, it was aimed at other people.

The bodyguard butler quickly evacuated without saying a word, and Zhang Jingjing, who was lying on the ground and flinched, was also quickly dragged away.

"stand up!"

Chen Xiuzhu leaned over and hugged Feng Yin, and quickly went back to the study.

At the entrance of the living room, before Zhang Jingjing left, she turned her head to look upstairs, and Chen Xiuzhu was looking down at Feng Yin, with conflicted and painful eyes.

On the one hand, he felt sorry for Feng Yin, and on the other hand, he hated her.

And all his hatred stems from his care and love for her.

This kind of love, even if given to Zhang Jingjing one thousandth, she still feels that she is the happiest woman.

bedroom
Feng Yin tightly grasped Chen Xiuzhu's collar, this was not attachment, but an explanation.

If it was true as what Chen Xiuzhu said, Leng Ya would have died long ago, why did he cut her off from the Internet and not let her know what was going on outside?
She is not in a good state of mind, and her memory is vague most of the time, but she knows that there was a person named Leng Yan who loved her more than anything.

"Who the hell am I? What did I do in the past? Chen Xiuzhu, you tell me... I am like this now, crazy, I am not as good as a person with amnesia, at least a person with amnesia can't remember anything... And I, remember one day One day, the next day I forgot all about it..."

Feng Yin shook his head, crying and laughing for a while.