Dominating spoiled marriage: Good Morning, Husband

She knew what the change represented. She opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but she didn't say anything at last. She just rubbed her hair as usual.

"Forget it, just be happy."

She has said too much.

Feng Ying thought of Lu Xinglan's good words to her in the past, and was a little ashamed. "Xinglan, just let it go."

If she really can't open the knot of the pool banquet, she doesn't want to be persistent anymore.

Let her try one last time.

"Well." Lu Xinglan gathered a trace of complexity from the bottom of his eyes, "I have something to do. Let's go first."

"OK."

After Lu Xinglan left, Feng Ying continued to stroll until it was dark at night. She drove slowly back to the hospital and opened the door of the ward.

Chi Yan is dressing with her back to her.

Zhan Yang didn't know when he had come back. He packed his things quickly. When he saw her, he only cast a look of "seeking more blessings for himself".

"Get out!"

The cold words overflowed from the lips of the pool banquet, forming a pressing pressure, attacking Feng Ying.

Not only was she not afraid, but she laughed. She walked in slowly step by step. Looking at his slender fingers slowly buttoning the buttons of his military coat, she only felt unspeakably pleasing to the eyes.

But she couldn't help worrying, "are you sure you don't have to rest for a while?"

Despite the hospital and her treatment, she still can't rest assured.

"I'll let you out!"

Chi Yan's tone was cold and expressionless, but his clenched fist betrayed his forbearance.

"All right."

Feng Ying shrugged her shoulders and walked out. Halfway through, she suddenly stopped with a clearly visible shyness in a light tone. "Chi Yan, Wei Yan confessed to me today."

The pond banquet action was a meal, and the back of the white hand burst out blue veins.

"I..." the next second, he heard Feng Ying smile gently, with a sweet meaning, "I decided to promise his pursuit. Will you bless me?"

She promised him?

In an instant, the temperature in the house fell to freezing point.

Chi Yan suddenly turned his head and looked straight at the past with cold eyes.

too bad!

Smelling the bad breath, Zhanyang felt a clatter in his heart. He quickly smeared oil on the soles of his feet and left quietly.

One is to avoid the coming storm, the other is to leave space for them to communicate.

"Are you together?"

With his repressed questions, Chi Yan came to her step by step, suddenly hit her hand, directly put her whole person against the wall, a face full of haze approached slowly, and a few words seemed to squeeze out of the teeth.

"You like him?!"

"I don't like it."

The pressure pouring out of his bones failed to deter Feng Ying. She said calmly, "Wei Yan is very kind to me. In a woman's life, if she can't marry love, she must marry happiness and stability. Maybe I can't like Wei Yan until I have white hair. At least, he can make me happy and peaceful all my life."

“……”

Chi Yan's anger stagnated, and a thick bitterness and powerlessness appeared in his heart.

He can't give her the happiness and peace she wants.

The tragic smile raised from the corner of his lips stabbed Feng Ying's eyes, but the more painful she felt, the happier the smile on her face, and even ridiculed provocation.

"Chi Yan, isn't that what you want? If I go out with Wei Yan, you don't have to worry that I'll stick around with you again. Don't worry, I'll be with Wei Yan."