President, madam calls you for divorce

Wen Feixing was asked this question, the expression on An Yuanyuan's face froze, seeing that the whole person was still in front of her, and Wen Feixing looked at her, and said softly, "Are you worried?" What is it, don't we get along well enough?"

Listening to Wen Feixing's speech, An Yuanyao really wanted to tell him that you thought we got along well before, but she swallowed the words back when they reached her lips.

Things do seem to be a little different. As for why it's different, An Yuanyuan couldn't tell for a while, anyway, the feelings in her heart became very subtle.

Originally, it was easy for her to say a lot of words, but now, she suddenly felt that those words were not so easy to say.

Looking in front of him, An Yaoyao opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything after all.

"Why do you expect everything to be so serious? There are some things we can actually talk about and discuss, and many things should have deviated from your original idea."

When Wen Feixing said this, An Yuanyuan did not deny it. It was true that things were getting farther and farther from what she expected. She thought that the identities of the two babies would never be revealed.

But the facts proved that the identities of the two babies were exposed, and the exposure was very obvious. Now Wen Feixing knew everything.

This is something that An Yuanyuan never thought of. Now everything has caught her off guard. In the current situation, there are some things that cannot be done too badly after all.

An Yuanyuan looked at the situation in front of him and became more silent, while Wen Feixing sat aside watching her expression and did not speak.

The two sat in silence like this. After a while, Wen Feixing gently picked up the teacup and took a sip of the tea. It was still so bitter, but the expression on his face did not change at all.

Silence swallowed the two of them slowly like waves of tide, time passed little by little, the sky gradually became dark, Wen Feixing got up first to leave, and the conversation between the two was interrupted.

After a long time, the two of them didn't talk again, and the days went by little by little. The two would meet each other often, but Wen Feixing was not as leisurely as before, and went out early and returned late.

An Yuanyuan sometimes just glanced at him when he saw him, and then quickly left for convenience, while An Yuanyuan still lived in Wen's villa with the two babies.

These two little guys are like pistachios, coaxing An Yuanyuan and teasing the four old people every day, which makes the dull Wen's old house a little more healthy and energetic.

However, although the four old people communicated smoothly with their grandchildren, they chatted from time to time about the emotional problems between Wen Feixing and An Yuanyuan, and couldn't help being sentimental.

But they couldn't say some things, so they had to silently observe the development between the two of them behind the scenes, and the days passed slowly like this, until that night, An Yuanyuan was thirsty in the middle of the night, so he got up and went downstairs to find something for himself. Looking for something to drink.

These days, An Tuan went back to her room early to rest, and sometimes she couldn't sleep, but she liked to wrap herself tightly with a quilt.

This feeling made her feel a rare sense of security, but what she didn't expect was that today might not be a good day, and she ran into Wen Feixing as soon as she went out.

Looking at the expression on Wen Feixing's face, An Yuanyuan blinked vigorously to make sure that he was not dazzled. Seeing his indifferent look, An Yuanyuan ignored him and opened the refrigerator door directly.

On the other hand, Wen Feixing looked at An Yuanyao's appearance, and didn't say anything, but walked directly to An Yuanyao's side.

"You look like you don't intend to see me."

"Speak nonsense to tell the truth."

Wen Feixing choked on An Yuanyao's words and laughed dumbly, his expression froze for a moment, as if the other party had said something serious.

Picking up the orange juice and pouring himself a glass, An Yuanyuan took a sip lightly. The cold and sweet feeling coupled with the rich fruity aroma spread in his mouth instantly, making An Yuanyuan's erratic heart instantly stabilized a lot.

Looking at Wen Feixing, the expression on her face was still indifferent.

"Why are you working so late today?"

Hearing An Yuanyu's sweet voice, Wen Feixing looked at her silently, and then said softly, "Are you caring about me?"

Unexpectedly, Wen Feixing would speak like this, An Yuanyu was taken aback for a moment, and then said flatly, "If you have to think so, then you should think so."

Wen Feixing smiled, and then said softly, "Yeah, I'm a little busy today."

An Yuanyuan ignored Wen Feixing, as if what he said just now was just casual sexual intercourse, but Wen Feixing went straight to An Yuanyuan's side and leaned gently on her body.

"I'm not busy just today, you haven't seen me these two days, aren't you curious?"

Hearing Wen Feixing's words, An Yuanyu felt a little regretful. She knew she would not have spoken casually just now, and now she took a look at Wen Feixing, and she said softly, "You are standing in front of me properly, what are you curious about?" of?"

"It turned out that you were just worried about my safety, and didn't care about what I did. That's not good."

Wen Feixing spoke softly, his voice was flat, but the deceptive meaning was still deep, An Yuanyuan gave him a quiet look, "If you want to talk, say it well."

"Aren't I talking well now? I think I have a good attitude when I talk to you. "

Perhaps because he is used to this kind of dialogue, Wen Feixing's expression remained unchanged, and he said in a calm voice, "Okay, your attitude when talking to me is indeed much better than before, but I still have some important things to think about." I want to tell you."

"I don't think I have anything important to tell you."

"It's about them."

As Wen Feixing said, he deliberately bit down on their words, and his eyes wandered upstairs. An Yuanyuan naturally knew who they were referring to, and then took a sip of orange juice, and put the glass in a cup. place.

"Then come over and talk about it. Seeing that you are like this, you can't explain it clearly in a sentence or two."

Seeing An Yuanyao's cooperative attitude, Wen Feixing was still a little more excited. When he looked at him, he nodded and took off his coat casually.

Seeing Wen Feixing's graceful movements, An Yuanyuan ignored him and walked out instead, but just as she took a step, Wen Feixing turned around gently, and slowly put the suit jacket on An Yuanyuan's body.

"I think you shouldn't be afraid of the cold, let's talk outside."

Wen Feixing gently took An Yuanyuan's hand, as if he couldn't resist, he pulled him and walked out.

A gust of cool wind blew outside, and An Yuanyuan subconsciously gathered his suit jacket tighter.

"I asked if you are sick, why do you have to go outside and tell me?"

"What, are you afraid of the cold?"

"It's not that I'm afraid, it's just that you don't think it's dark here, which is a bit strange."

Wen Feixing looked into the distance, "The street lights in this yard are not bright enough, why don't I ask them to change some brighter lights tomorrow."

An Yuanyuan was a little speechless when he heard this, but he didn't want to continue arguing with him. He just felt that walking and chatting with Wen Feixing under the soft streetlight in the long night was a bit inexplicably weird.