After kicking out my ex-husband, his brother and I got back together.

Chapter 391 Yellow Hair
In order to facilitate Xia Yizhen's daily classes, Feng Yian bought an indoor building near the University of Finance and Economics. The name of the community is also very nice, called Hexiangyuan.

There is a large lotus pond in the atrium of the community. It is autumn now and the lotus flowers are gone, but the lotus leaves are still green.

The two of them stayed in Hexiang Garden from Monday to Friday and returned to their old house on weekends. Aunt Sun would cook a large table of dishes for them every weekend.

In order to let Xia Yizhen have a better experience of college life and make up for the time she used to work part-time, Feng Yian also encouraged her to join a club.

Xia Yizhen spent a long time choosing, and finally chose a skateboard club.

Xia Yizhen was very envious when she saw Dongzi being floated on the skateboard.

So during that time, she went to the club to practice skateboarding after class, and within a few days she was good at it.

Feng Yian called Xia Yizhen when she got off work and asked her if she had gone home. Xia Yizhen said that she was still in the skateboard club.

He glanced at his watch. Today was Friday. It was just the right time to drive over from the company to pick her up and then go back to his old house for dinner.

When driving to the skateboard club on campus, Feng Yian first saw Xia Yizhen standing on the skateboard and learning to turn.

……

And a yellow hair next to her.

Xia Yizhen put her hand on Huang Mao's and carefully turned around on the skateboard. Huang Mao immediately expressed joy and applauded her.

"Oh, Xiaozhen, you are so talented and you learn so quickly."

Xia Yizhen smiled sheepishly.

"It's you who teaches better, thank you."

Huang Mao became even more excited upon hearing this.

"Come on, let's do it again."

After saying that, he took Xia Yizhen's hand, and Xia Yizhen naturally took it.

Feng Yian, who was standing not far away, frowned and walked over.

Xia Yizhen completed another turn, and when she was excited, she saw Feng Yian walking over.

She retracted her hand and walked towards Feng Yian with a smile. Huang Mao behind her was stunned when she saw Feng Yian.

"Why did you come here to pick me up? I was just going to study for a while and then go home."

Xia Yizhen held Feng Yian's hand. Feng Yian picked up her hand and checked it from left to right. His face was not very good.

Huang Mao came over at this time and asked softly next to Xia Yizhen.

"Xiaozhen, this is..."

"Oh, this is my boyfriend."

After speaking, she turned to Feng Yian again.

"This is my sophomore student and my skateboarding coach, Luo Shiren."

Feng Yian glanced at Huang Mao's hair and said.

"Honest person? I don't think you are very honest."

Huang Mao laughed quickly.

"My surname is Luo, but others often call me Honest Man. You can do the same as Xiaozhen and just call me Xiao Luo."

His smile was hearty, and there was no trace of age on his young face. His height was not much different from his own, but his yellow hair looked really out of place.

Feng Yian nodded slightly.

"Mr. Luo, I'm here to pick up my girlfriend and take her home. We're leaving first."

Xia Yizhen turned around and waved to Luo Shiren.

"We'll continue learning next week."

Luo Shiren smiled.

"Okay."

Back in the car, Xia Yizhen looked happy and told Feng Yian what she had learned today, but Feng Yian said nothing.

"Yi'an, what happened to you today? Is there any difficult work in the company?"

"No."

Feng Yian started the car, pressed the handbrake, stepped on the accelerator and rushed out. Xia Yizhen was shocked.

The car was speeding all the way. It usually took half an hour to drive, but today Feng Yian returned to his old house in less than 10 minutes.

Aunt Sun saw the two people's car coming back. As usual, she walked to the car door and waited to tell them the names of their dishes, and then admired their expressions of admiration and eagerness to eat.

"Xiao An, Xiao Zhen, you are back. I made chicken gravy with white mushrooms today. The chicken soup is thicker. Remember to drink more later." Xia Yizhen smiled and nodded. It was not that she didn't notice the change in Feng Yian's mood. I thought about it all the way, but I still didn't understand what made this person angry.

Feng Yian parked the car and walked into the house, talking as he walked.

"Aunt Sun, you guys eat first. I ate too much at lunch today and I'm a bit hungry."

Aunt Sun was confused, frowning and looking up and down at Feng Yian.

This child has always been very self-disciplined and eats according to the standard. Every meal is eighty percent full and he never eats more. How can he still eat enough today?
Xia Yizhen also stared blankly at Feng Yian's back as he entered the room.

I called myself at noon today and told myself that the food cooked by the chef at noon today was not very delicious and I would eat more when I got home at night. Why did I change my mind now?
She was sure that she had made Feng Yian angry.

But she didn't know exactly what made the person angry.

So there were only three people at the dinner table that night, and Xia Yizhen felt that the fresh chicken soup was tasteless when she drank it.

Feng Zhun and Li Shuyi looked at each other, then looked upstairs, and finally looked at Xia Yizhen. When they were about to say something, Li Shuyi vetoed it with a look.

The meal took too long. After Xia Yizhen finished a bowl of soup, she finally couldn't sit still.

As if she had read her mind, Li Shuyi filled a bowl of soup, put it on a small tray, and pushed it in front of Xia Yizhen.

"Xiao Zhen, An An may not have a good appetite. He usually listens to you the most. How about you serve it to him?"

Xia Yizhen stood up immediately.

"Okay, Mom, then eat slowly."

After saying that, Xia Yizhen took the porridge and went to the study on the third floor.

The study door was ajar and Feng Yian couldn't close it, just to make it easier for Xia Yizhen to come in and out.

Xia Yizhen stood at the door holding soup, and saw Feng Yian sitting in front of the desk with no expression through the crack in the door.

The door was gently opened. Feng Yian heard the noise and quickly picked up a file next to him and opened it.

But he didn't know that Xia Yizhen had seen him sitting in front of his desk with a sullen expression just now.

"Aunt Sun has been stewing the chicken soup for so long. The white mushrooms are also delicious. You can try a little."

She put the chicken soup on the table and stood next to Feng Yian and whispered.

Feng Yian pinched the base of his mountain and said in a deep voice.

"I have no appetite tonight, please eat more."

Xia Yizhen had not heard such a tone for a long time. Feng Yian was always gentle and gentlemanly when he was around her.

"Yi'an, are you unhappy?"

Xia Yizhen asked.

Perhaps the way she asked was too straightforward, Feng Yian suddenly raised his head, but quickly lowered his head again.

"No."

"Obviously there is."

Xia Yizhen pursed her lips.

He obviously didn't do anything, so even if he was unhappy about something, couldn't he just say it directly?Why make yourself guess here?
She wasn't the roundworm in his stomach, so how could she know what he was thinking.

Feng Yian sighed softly, and just as he was about to speak, Xia Yizhen said again.

"Originally I wanted to share with you today that I learned how to turn around on a skateboard. I'm quite happy. Xiao Luo praised me for learning quickly, but you didn't..."

"That Huang Mao always praises you?"

Before Xia Yizhen finished speaking, she was interrupted by Feng Yian.

Xia Yizhen was not happy when she heard Feng Yian calling Luo Shiren Huangmao.

"Don't call others that. He just likes this hair color and is not a gangster."

Feng Yian was so angry that he laughed out loud.

"Oh? You know him pretty well, and you're blaming me for him?"

Xia Yizhen was stunned, feeling that this person was inexplicable.

I was obviously trying to reason with him, so what was he talking about here?

Seeing that Feng Yian didn't want to talk properly, she took a step back.

"You...you are in a bad mood. I will wait until you are in a better mood before we talk."

As soon as she turned around, Feng Yian grabbed her wrist violently, and Xia Yizhen's other hand hit the still steaming bowl of chicken soup without warning.

(End of this chapter)