Mrs. divorced again

Chapter 1077 Returning to the Sealed Mansion ([-])
"Xiao Yu, this will be your home from now on! Don't treat yourself as an outsider." Wu Su was still whispering when he got off the car.

The driver got out of the car with the suitcase. Zhao Ruoxi followed the young man and introduced him to him with joy.

"I'll pick a room for you later, Brother Yu, you can live next door to me."

Bai Weiyang couldn't bear it anymore, she didn't expect to confront Feng Songjie so soon, she was not ready for it, she was quite astonished, she couldn't help asking: "Madam, the car in front is..."

Wu Su said disapprovingly: "Don't worry, that's my second son, you just treat him as dead. He comes to sit for a while every week as if he completes a task, and you treat him as if he doesn't exist."

Bai Weiyang: "Oh."

When the three people entered the door, Bai Weiyang saw sitting on the Italian leather sofa at a glance. After two years, time did not make this person ugly, but he became more and more handsome. There was no trace of warmth between his eyebrows, and his face was expressionless. She was reading the newspaper, with a sandwich in hand, raised her eyelids, and glanced at Wu Su, her gaze didn't even fall on anyone else, and she didn't even say hello to anyone.

Wu Su said coldly: "Feng Xiaoer, if you have nothing to do in the future, you don't have to come back."

Standing by the side, Bai Weiyang wondered what the Feng family has experienced in the past two years, and why the mother-child relationship that was good before has become worse and worse.

Wu Su pulled "Yi Yiren" aside, and introduced Feng Songjie very seriously.

"This is the godson I just recognized. He will live in the Feng Mansion in the future. This child will be your younger brother in the future. Please be polite when you meet. As for your three brothers, if you are not happy to come back, don't come back in the future. Save yourself Everyone is blind."

Feng Songjie: "Brother?"

Wu Su: "Any comments?"

Feng Songjie: "If Dad has no objection, I have no objection."

With eyes like black pools, he glanced coldly at the tall and slender young man beside Wu Su, and looked away without saying a word.

Like browsing a log.

Wu Su: "Your father will agree. If you have nothing to do, you can get out."

Feng Songjie was still sitting there like a Mount Tai.

Wu Su pulled "Yu Yiren" upstairs, and when he was figuring out which room to let him live in, he walked to the room where Yang Yang had lived before and stopped. Wu Su opened the door and saw the furnishings inside. Still the same as before, Wu Su murmured.

"My family used to have a younger sister who lived in this room. You should live here in the future."

Zhao Ruoxi was slightly startled: "This is from Yangyang, madam, you..." What is madam thinking.

Wu Su lowered her eyes, with some complicated emotions in her eyes, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said in a low voice: "It's been two years, Yangyang is probably killed, she won't come back, I accept the reality! Xiao Yu, You live here."

"..."

Zhao Ruoxi also became silent.

Bai Weiyang: ......

Whether it was God's will or a trick of fate that let me live here, she really couldn't complain.

It seems that the wife has discovered her identity.

Seeing "Yu Yiren" frowning slightly, Zhao Ruoxi thought that he disliked the painting style of this room was too girly, so she hurriedly said, "Brother Yu, it's fine for you to live here, Yangyang is my former good sister. But this room may not be the same as Your aesthetics are a bit inconsistent, and I will ask someone to clean it up for you again."

Bai Weiyang resisted: "Madam, I don't want to live here."

Wu Su shook his hand: "Just take it as a fulfillment of my wish. If this room is always empty, I feel that my heart will also be empty."

Seeing Wu Su's slightly lonely eyes, Bai Weiyang could only say: "Actually, you can live anywhere."

Wu Su's eyes lit up all of a sudden, as if the world was filled, and he began to work hard to change the house for him.

Bai Weiyang stood at the door, not knowing what to say, felt a strong gaze staring at her, turned her head, and saw Feng Songjie was standing there looking at her at the entrance of the corridor.

(End of this chapter)