After the divorce, Feng Ye begged for reconciliation every day.

Chapter 8
Gee.

The corner of his mouth slightly lifted, and Shi Moran snorted lightly.

It turned out that he was inquiring about her life experience.

But rumors are just rumors after all, half-truths and half-false.

It is true that her mother committed suicide.

But that was also forced.

As for why she has been pretending to be crazy since she was five years old, it was because her mother kept telling her before she drank paraquat.

You must be a fool, otherwise when she returns to Shi's house, no one can protect her, and those who want to harm her will definitely not let it go.

Although she didn't understand what this sentence meant at that time, as she grew older, she finally understood why her mother's only last words were to make her a fool!
"Hungry~ Ranran is so hungry."

Hearing the sound of footsteps from far to near, the coldness on Shi Moran's face disappeared immediately, replaced by a pouting mouth, as innocent and pitiful as a young puppy.

"Master, madam hasn't had breakfast yet."

Aunt Guan who came to the door of the room heard Shi Moran's voice, she stopped immediately, turned around and looked at Feng Yichen standing at the end of the corridor respectfully.

The thin lips parted slightly, but Feng Yichen's face remained unchanged, "Take her down."

"Yes, sir."

Aunt Guan responded, and then took Shi Moran's hand, "Ma'am, breakfast has been prepared, you can eat it now."

As if thinking of something, Aunt Guan looked at Feng Yichen's straight and slender back again, "Master Feng, do you want..."

"Need not!"

Before Aunt Guan could finish her sentence, she was interrupted by Feng Yichen's voice.

Seeing this, Aunt Guan didn't want to say anything, so she directly pulled Shi Moran away.

Master Feng is an unpredictable person, and his relationship with his wife is not very good. She is afraid that his wife's actions will make him unhappy.

When leaving, Shi Moran turned his head and glanced at the end of the corridor.

The golden sunlight poured down from the window, casting layers of halo on the man's back, and the clean and slender back gave people an illusion in a trance.

With a touch of loneliness isolated from dust, it seems that he has walked alone in the world for thousands of years.

Unbearable but dare not approach.

With reluctance to look away, Shi Moran was still holding her hand by Aunt Guan, followed Aunt Guan silently with her head down,
He was a man who couldn't help but feel his heart beat just by looking at him.

Unfortunately, my eyes are not very good.

There are thousands of beauties in the world, but he just likes Su Wanwan's green tea.

It wasn't until there was no movement behind him that Feng Yichen quietly turned around. Now that he has obtained the divorce agreement, the next step is to have a showdown with the old lady.

"Father, it's not good."

Just as he raised his foot to leave, the voice of his subordinate, Jiang Shaomo, came from not far away.

"Say!"

Withdrawing his feet, Feng Yichen frowned.

What's the point of being so flustered?
"Old lady, here she comes!"

After Jiang Shaomo took a breath, he said quickly.

"what?"

The frown that was wrinkled unconsciously deepened.

What is the old lady doing here?
Thinking of Butler Yan's reaction just now, a coldness flashed across Feng Yichen's dark eyes as thick as twilight.

It seems that Butler Yan is really loyal to the old lady.

"Where is Su Wanwan?"

Thinking of Su Wanwan who had just left, he asked indifferently.

It should not collide.

"It should have left Beiyuan."

Jiang Shaomo looked down at the watch on his wrist.

"Ah."

Still as cold as ever.

Lifting his feet, Feng Yichen walked towards the stairs.

Since the old lady has already arrived, how could he not go to greet her in person.

Coming down from upstairs, Feng Yichen headed straight for the restaurant.

As soon as he entered the restaurant, he saw Shi Moran who was sitting on the edge of the dining table gnawing at the steamed buns in his hand.

It's obviously just a pasta, but in her eyes, it seems to be the most delicious food in the world, thousands of times more delicious than delicacies from mountains and seas.

After eating a steamed bun, Shi Moran reached out for fried sticks in the basket.

She personally believes that in this world, there must be no trouble with two things!

One is to eat!

The second is money!
For her, no matter how much money she earns, it’s just for the convenience of her traveling around to taste local delicacies.

"Ma'am, eat slowly and be careful not to choke."

Aunt Guan skillfully handed the milk aside to Shi Moran.

Every time Madam eats, she concentrates, acting like no one else is there, as if she hasn't eaten for a few days.

Although the appearance of eating is not elegant, it inexplicably makes people have an appetite.

"Thank you, Aunt Guan. Hehe."

Stuffing the fritters into his mouth, Shi Moran stretched out his hand vaguely, and took the milk from Aunt Guan's hands with those oily hands.

Then, holding the milk cup in one hand, he took out the fritters in his mouth with the other.

His eyes inadvertently swept over the slender figure leaning against the door, as if he hadn't seen it, he drank the milk in the glass with his head raised.

Feng Yichen was suspicious of her.

Purely normal.

And she won't take it to heart, just keep it the same as before.

For so many years, except for her self-explosion, no one knew that Shi Moran was actually not a fool!

So what if Feng Yichen doubted it?

After all, I was conquered by her ceiling-level acting skills!

(End of this chapter)