Mr. President, Your Wife is too Overbearing!

Feng Yihan looked at the white ceiling above his head and laughed silently at himself.

She would actually have this step today.

retribution!

Luo Yangyang's child was pushed downstairs by her and disappeared. Now her child is also gone. This is all retribution!

It's just that she didn't expect the retribution to come so quickly.

A bell rang and someone called in. Feng Yihan picked up the phone and saw that it was Feng Heng. She pressed the connect button.

"Is it mine?"

As soon as Feng Yihan put the phone close to his ear, Feng Heng's voice came over.

Upon hearing Feng Heng's indifferent and indifferent voice, Feng Yihan's eyes were shocked, and at the same time his heart became more and more cold.

She felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar, she was so cold from head to toe.

Feng Heng even asked her, is the child his?

He actually doubted her!

"No!" Suddenly, Feng Yihan thought of revenge, "Scumbag!"

Feng Heng on the other end of the phone fell silent, but soon his voice rang again:

"Beat it! I won't marry you, let alone admit that the child in your belly is mine!"

Feng Heng's ruthless voice came again, and the sneer at the corner of Feng Yihan's mouth became colder.

"Don't even think that I will marry you! Don't even think that I will have children for you! Feng Heng, a person like you, is not worthy of having children in your life!"

After Feng Yihan finished speaking viciously, he immediately hung up the phone.

With a ‘pop’, Feng Yihan threw the phone angrily towards the corner with a ‘pop’, and the phone fell to the ground with a bang, and it fell apart in an instant.

After falling off the phone angrily, Feng Yihan turned around, buried his head in the quilt, and started crying loudly.

On the balcony of the living room on the second floor.

Luo Ying took Luo Yangyang's hand and said earnestly:

"Yang Yang, mom wants you to be happy, as long as you are happy."

"I also hope that my mother is happy and well."

Luo Yangyang, sitting on the swing chair, gently leaned his head on Luo Ying's shoulder.

"Yang Yang, after you go to the British Isles, if you feel that life there is okay, you can live there."

As long as Luo Ying thought of Feng's father and old lady, she didn't want Yang Yang to stay in Feng's home.

"No, I can't bear my mother."

Luo Yangyang gently shook his head.

She promised to go to the British Isles, one because of canonization, and the other because Lancelot wanted her to go back to the ancestors.

She could go back, but whether she should stay there and settle down, she hadn't decided yet, Lancelot also said that she would not force her.

"Silly boy, it's not that you can't see your mother after you go to the British Isles, you can come back if you miss your mother." Luo Ying chuckled.

The mother and daughter, who were unhappy, sat on the balcony in the breeze and talked a lot.

That night.

Only Lancelot and Luo Yangyang were in the living room.

Luo Yangyang said to Lancelot: "I agree to go to the British Isles with you."

"Really?" Lancelot looked at Luo Yangyang on the side, with joy on his face.

"Yeah." Luo Yangyang nodded.

"When do you want to leave?"

Lancelot was excited and wanted to pack his bags now and fly back to the British Isles.

"I can do it, you decide."

Luo Yangyang smiled slightly.

"Then tomorrow, how about tomorrow?"

Lancelot looked at Luo Yangyang's eyes with eagerness, and his heart had obviously flown back to the British Isles a long time ago.