Dominating spoiled marriage: Good Morning, Husband

"Dad..."

Her voice was trembling, with forbearance, restraint, excitement and mixed flavor.

Feng Fu only thought she was nervous and patted her hand comfortingly.

Walking through the long red carpet, Han Shaoqing stood at the end.

He was dressed in a hand-cut silver white suit, gently staring at Feng Ying coming, and his whole body exuded a warm and jade like breath.

Han Shaoqing!

Under the veil, Feng Ying showed a ferocious smile. His hatred looked straight into the past, and a voice roared in his heart.

Kill him!

Kill him!

Just when she couldn't help but want to rush up, the voice of Feng Fu pulled her reason back.

"Shaoqing, I give you my baby daughter. I hope you treat her well."

"Dad, I will take good care of Yingying."

With that, Han Shaoqing held Feng Ying's hand. His eyes were as gentle as water, as if everything in the world. He could only accommodate her in his eyes.

"Yingying, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

“……”

Oh, she has been waiting for him for a long time.

Hatred, resentment, indifference and other emotions swept through her eyes and finally turned into a touch of calm.

Feng Ying resisted the disgust of being held by him, resisted the impulse to cut him thousands of times, and hung his head like a shy man.

"Yes."

Han Shaoqing smiled and led Feng Ying to the stage to meet the priest's "torture".

"Bridegroom, will you marry the bride Fengying as your wife? From today on, you have and support each other. Whether it is good or bad, rich or poor, disease or health, you love and cherish each other until death separates you."

"I will."

Han Shaoqing's answer was resounding, and Feng Ying's eyes flashed a sneer.

When the same question was asked to Feng Ying, she was silent.

"What happened?"

Gradually, there was a commotion at the scene.

Han Shaoqing's sword eyebrow was slightly restrained and tilted his head to ask.

"Yingying?"

“……”

It was a few seconds of silence. Finally, Feng Ying opened his mouth low.

"Sorry."

She bit by bit broke away Han Shaoqing's hand and lifted the veil at the same time.

"I don't want to!"

The clear female voice resounded through the audience.

In an instant, the whole auditorium fell into a strange silence.

Not only the audience were stunned, but even the perfect mask on Han Shaoqing's face was stagnant for a moment. A touch of cold flashed, and was soon replaced by an unbelievable sad look.

"Why?"

Feng Ying bit his lip. His face looked very embarrassed, but his heart lifted up.

Refuse for a moment, lie and regret.

The Feng family and the Han family are not ordinary families, and there are so many dignitaries on the scene. If she can't give a reasonable explanation today, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Yu Guang swept the shocked faces under the stage.

In his panic, Feng Ying saw a unique calm face in it. Suddenly, a wonderful idea appeared in his mind.

"Because..."

She seemed to have made a great determination. In full view of the public, her red lips opened gently.

"I think we are still too hasty. I have to think about who I like, you and... Chi Yan."

Pool banquet

When these two words were read out, the whole auditorium was quiet first, and then there was a sound of air-conditioning.

WOW——

This is definitely a stone to stir up thousands of waves!

For a moment, everyone looked at one of Feng Ying's male protagonists.

Pool banquet.

The young man shrouded in many eyes sat in the middle of the first row.