Dominating spoiled marriage: Good Morning, Husband

She understood Bai liuran's feelings for the banquet.

But in her heart, Bai liuran was not a rival in love.

Because she believes in Chi Yan.

After chatting for more than half an hour, even if Feng Ying had more patience, it was also because Bai liuran had saved Chi Yan's life.

But I heard her talking around the pool banquet, which was also a little greasy.

Feng Ying casually found an excuse and went upstairs. He didn't see Bai liuran casting a jealous look behind him.

Pushing open the door of the study, Feng Ying hugged the waist of the pool banquet from behind.

"Don't be too bad about her. After all, people have a life-saving grace for you."

"I know."

Chi Yan took her hand and played with her slender fingers, "don't worry."

"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't bother!"

No matter how much bailiuran thinks about Chi Yan, they can't go too far just because she saved Chi Yan.

Money and debt are easy to pay, but human debt is difficult to pay.

"When these days have passed, find a time to arrange her operation."

The advanced ability has given Feng Ying a little more confidence.

Chi Yan nodded and looked calm. "When she recovers, we won't owe each other."

His voice was light and cold, just like a wisp of cold wind whistling in winter, blowing through his heart and bringing a cold feeling that stabbed his soul.

Bai liuran, who was standing outside the door, trembled and could hardly hold the milk in his hand.

She leaned weakly against the wall. There was no blood on her delicate face, and even the corners of her lips were shaking.

Two not owe each other?

Brother Yan, do you just want to draw a line with me?

She closed her eyes and two lines of tears rolled down.

Along the crack of the door that was not completely closed, the whispers of Chi Yan and Feng Ying floated out, mixed with their intimate teasing from time to time.

Word by word, like a thin needle in Bai liuran's heart!

A heart was pierced with holes, but she was like self abuse. She was afraid of pain and still stood in place.

"Feng Ying..."

His mouth murmured silently, and a pair of hazy tears suddenly reflected the towering hatred.

"Feng Ying!"

Without this woman, brother Yan would not be like this!

It's her, it's her fault!

As long as she disappears, everything will be all right!

No matter what method, as long as Feng Ying can leave from brother Yan, she is willing to pay all the price!

……

The days are moving forward calmly.

Feng Ying also started working, but she usually takes her work back and reduces her workload.

The pool banquet also returned to its previous work and rest, with the military region and the family running at both ends.

In addition, he had no other action, calm and calm.

But his performance is undoubtedly very abnormal to some people.

For example, Fu Yuan.

He has been waiting for the reaction of Chi Yan since he deliberately threw Zhanyang's fragmented body to the headquarters.

Anger, resentment, impulse, desperate for revenge.

This is the response he expected.

Unfortunately, Chi Yan didn't follow the script he imagined.

This made Fu Yuan feel a little angry. The pleasure of successful revenge disappeared, replaced by strong anger and confusion about the plan of the pond banquet.

Night fell.

In a villa in the remote mountainous area of the western suburbs, Fu Yuan lay on an antique beauty couch, closed his eyes and looked a little gloomy.

A graceful woman knelt beside her on one knee, holding a transparent small bottle with half a bottle of liquid in her hand, her eyes full of concern.