Dominating spoiled marriage: Good Morning, Husband

It's not that no woman approaches him, but that he refuses every opposite sex and doesn't even want to talk to them.

Xiao Ran is so obsessed that according to Chi Yan's temper, every minute can make her regret her birth and disgrace her Mu family.

"Ah Yan, do me a favor?"

He can only reluctantly ask the pool banquet, at least let him show mercy.

Chi Yan relaxed on the sofa and took a sip of red wine lazily, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him.

Until mu Jingchen called him again, he slowly raised his head and opened his thin lips.

Feng Ying glimpsed a trace of impatience between his eyebrows and immediately stole music.

He deserved to be kicked off the shelf!

While gloating, the lazy voice of the pond banquet resounded through the audience.

"Sorry, I already have someone I want to invite."

Mu Jingchen was stunned, but he was also relieved. Fortunately, he didn't throw his face directly.

"Who?"

Chi Yan raised his hand. His slender finger pointed to Feng Ying next to him, sparing words like gold, "she."

“……”

Feng Ying looked at the fingertip pointing to himself and was stunned.

Others were also surprised, and then there was a commotion at the scene. For a moment, they looked at Feng Ying and Han Shaoqing, who looked cold and looked at each other.

"What's going on?"

"What a complicated love triangle. I can't understand it."

"Originally thought Feng Ying and general Chi were on good terms. In the twinkling of an eye, she made up with Han Shao. Now... It's more wonderful than what's on TV!"

Feng Ying naturally heard these whispers.

She almost broke a mouthful of silver teeth and looked at the pond banquet. She wanted to give him a claw.

Did he know what a bad reputation he would put on her?

"General Chi, be careful."

Before Feng Ying spoke, Han Shaoqing had cast a warning glance, with a slightly cold tone.

Shrouded by many strange eyes, the pond banquet was still like nothing. It didn't even look at Han Shaoqing, but just hissed gently.

"The person I invited is not you. Young master Han is too lenient."

"You..."

Han Shaoqing just wanted to fight back, and the pond banquet threw out a sentence.

"Miss Feng, would you like to dance with me?"

He looked sideways at Feng Ying. Those Danfeng eyes that could not see any color of heaven and earth were as calm as ever.

Feng Ying was sensitive to a trace of pressure, as if she dared to refuse, it would be bad.

Remembering that she still owed him, she hesitated for a while.

Finally, in the choice between being discussed and offending the pool banquet, she chose the former.

"I..."

When he nodded halfway, Han Shaoqing suddenly held her hand.

"General Chi and Yingying are friends, but it's just a dance. General Chi doesn't have a partner. Naturally, I won't mind so much. Yingying, promise him."

As soon as he spoke, he not only alleviated the immediate dilemma, but also showed his magnanimity and calm.

In the face of a hint of ridicule implied in his words, the pond banquet looked unchanged, and the thin lips opened and closed.

"The dog takes the mouse."

"..." Feng Ying drew at the corner of his mouth.

It's really straight to the point. She likes it!

Chi Yan handed the wine cup to Zhan Yang. With the memory of this, he accurately went to Feng Ying and made an invitation.

Elegant and indifferent, every move can be painted.

His unique handsome face was even more rare. With a little polite smile, he suddenly made many girls blush and heartbeat.

"Miss Feng, please."

Looking at his outstretched hand, Feng Ying took a deep breath.

"OK."