Young Master Feng's Hidden Marriage and Ugly Wife

Feng Zizhe had indeed bitten him cruelly. The wound was so deep that his flesh was turned out.

"It hurts!"

Luo Xiaoxue was still crying, sitting on the chair with a weak face.

"Sister, you are so cruel. What enmity do I have with you? Why do you always want to kill me? The child is still so young, you teach him to do such extreme things, how can he grow up?" what!"

However, what Luo Xiaoxue didn't expect was that Feng Tingyuan didn't explode on the spot.

He got up straight and walked towards Luo Yunchu,

"What do you have to say?"

At this time, Luo Yunchu was relatively calm, although he still wore a mask to cover his face.

But a pair of eyes are clear and wise, calm and capable.

"Mr. Feng, the child is too young to lead him in a serious direction. It's so late, I want to send him home first!"

Indeed, on a big scale, today is Feng Tingyuan's birthday party, the bigger things happen, the more embarrassing the Feng family will be.

At a young age, it's just that children bite. Isn't it normal for children to bite?

Seemingly satisfied with Luo Yunchu's performance, Feng Tingyuan nodded, and ordered the driver to take Luo Yunchu home.

On the way back, Feng Zizhe lay in Luo Yunchu's arms, like a frightened little animal.

"Little guy, why did you bite that aunt?"

"She's a bad person, she bullied my aunt. If anyone dares to bully my aunt in the future, I will fight her hard."

The little guy protected Luo Yunchu as always.

Luo Yun touched his little head at the beginning, and his heart was full of happiness.

Suddenly, I felt that as long as I could stay with my son, no amount of suffering would be worth it.

"Xiao Zhe! You can't bite others in the future!"

"why?"

"Well, Auntie is an adult, and the adult will take care of the adult's affairs, and the children should not get involved, okay?"

After all, Feng Zizhe is just a child, if he rashly attacks Luo Xiaoxue, it will be very dangerous.

If Luo Xiaoxue fought back, Feng Zizhe would not be able to bear the damage.

Therefore, Luo Yun Chuqian urged Feng Zizhe not to mess with Luo Xiaoxue anymore.

Feng Zizhe listened to Luo Yunchu's words very much, and nodded in agreement on the spot.

Late at night.

By the time the birthday party ended, it was already midnight.

Feng Tingyuan met Fa Xiao who came back from abroad, he was happy for a while, and drank too much.

He walked unsteadily into his bedroom.

The light in the room was dim, and a beautiful figure was guarding beside his bed.

"Have you had a headache after drinking so much?"

It was Luo Yunchu.

The woman's voice is soft and waxy, revealing the unique gentleness of women.

No longer as indifferent as before.

This made Feng Tingyuan a little surprised.

Luo Yunchu is very unusual tonight, she has already handed over a soup bowl with her delicate hand.

"It's a hangover soup! Drink it and you'll feel better tomorrow!"

Her voice was low and soft.

He took the bowl of soup and said in a deep voice, "Is there any poison?"

Luo Yunchu chuckled, "Mr. Feng, if I kill you, I won't be able to survive myself. Why bother? Do you think I'm a brainless woman?"

In fact, he also asked on purpose, maybe after a long time, he has relaxed his vigilance towards her.

Or maybe it was that day, after the relationship took place, there had been a qualitative change between the two of them.

Feng Tingyuan finished drinking the hangover soup, and then Luo Yunchu knelt down on the bed.

"This is my bed, are you sure you want to sleep here tonight?"

"Does Mr. Feng want me to sleep here?"

"You dare?"

"Don't dare, I'm joking, I just want to give Mr. Feng a head massage."

Luo Yunchu knew clearly in his heart that if a suspicious man like Feng Tingyuan wanted to lie by his side, he must have 100% trust.

She knew that, at least for now, she didn't have the right to do so in his heart.

"Ok!"

Feng Tingyuan sat down, and Luo Yunchu massaged the acupuncture points for him.

Maybe he was really drunk. After her massage, he fell asleep directly.

next morning.

As soon as Feng Tingyuan opened his eyes, he saw a figure busy in the room.

The curtains were open, and gentle sunlight came in from the window. The woman was wearing a smoky gray silk dress, and the wind blew through, outlining a graceful figure.

She was redecorating his room, taking out some old picture frames and replacing them with oil paintings.

After changing the oil painting, she brought in another basket of flowers. She held scissors in her hand and picked them up.

Her dexterous hands have the power to turn decay into magic, and a basket of flowers and plants instantly becomes a bouquet of artistically beautiful flower arrangements.

After she arranged the flower arrangement, she looked back at him.

"Mr. Feng, how did you sleep last night?"

Feng Tingyuan stood up, somewhat displeased,

"Who told you to mess with the furnishings in my bedroom?"

"The past is gone! I think you can try to accept the new life! Those paintings are too dark..."

Those oil paintings were all about the Count of Monte Cristo. They were very conspiratorial and made people feel a little depressing. Luo Yunchu took them all off and replaced them with oil paintings with bright colors and simple lines.

"You do not understand!"

"Yes, I don't understand. However, if I don't understand, Mr. Feng can tell me! If Mr. Feng is willing to open up, I am willing to be your most authentic audience and listen carefully."

Feng Tingyuan narrowed his black eyes and looked at Luo Yunchu.

From her watery eyes, he saw himself.

The woman's eyes seemed to see through his thoughts.

Indeed, he has always kept his thoughts in his heart, and he has never told anyone for so many years.

What the hell does she know?

"You do not understand……"

"Mr. Feng dare not tell me!"

"Stimulus method?"

"In fact, Mr. Feng never treated me on an equal footing. Just imagine, if we hadn't married into the Feng family, if we had met in a different way, would your opinion of me be different? Is it possible for us to become friends? You confide in me, and I am willing to talk about life and ideals with you?"

When Luo Yunchu said this, he smiled lightly,

"It's fate to meet each other. I hope to be able to walk into Mr. Feng's inner world. We will really get along. Even if we get divorced in the future, we will not regret meeting each other."

After Luo Yunchu left, Feng Tingyuan stared at her back and thought for a long time.

In the next few days, Luo Yunchu's performance opened Feng Tingyuan's eyes.

Early in the morning, Luo Yunchu got up early, washed his hands and made soup, not only prepared a hearty breakfast for Feng Zizhe, but also thoughtfully prepared ginseng soup for him.

Looking at the picture of Feng Zizhe and Luo Yunchu getting along warmly.

Feng Tingyuan began to think in his heart that maybe this marriage must continue.

The man raised his head, stared at Luo Yunchu with black eyes, and suddenly grabbed her hand, "You said very well, if we want to know each other better, we have to be honest with each other, then... can you be honest with me too? "