Dominating spoiled marriage: Good Morning, Husband

"Where are my dishes and chopsticks!"

After waiting for a long time, I didn't wait for someone to hand her dishes and chopsticks.

In such a large box, even the waiter stepped back except Zhanyang pestle.

The pond feast chews the delicious and juicy perch meat. The eating appearance is very elegant. All hands and feet become paintings.

"Aren't you hungry?"

So?

He eats and she has to watch!?

For the first time, Feng Ying realized the seven tricks of being angry. He unconsciously tightened the white tablecloth and kneaded it angrily. His little face was a little distorted.

Zhan Yang looked at her sympathetically and felt sad.

Feng yingsi stared at the pond banquet. His eyes could almost spit out fire. He cursed him in his heart for choking on fish bones and soup.

However, in the face of her angry sight, Chi Yan seemed unable to feel it and ate happily.

That leisurely and leisurely look, Feng Ying is gnashing his teeth!

But she asked for help, but she couldn't get rid of it. She had to sit stiffly.

Gululu——

Suddenly, a strange sound came from Feng Ying.

“……”

She subconsciously covered her belly. Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Zhan Yang grinning. She wanted to find a hole in the ground and stared at the pool banquet.

Chi Yan's eyes and tail carry a faint smile.

Finally, he put down his chopsticks, condescended to drop his invisible eyes on her, and lazily ordered, "Zhanyang, give her something."

"Yes."

Zhan Yang sends the document bag he has been holding to Feng Ying.

With a cold face, Feng Ying tore open the silk thread on it, took out the paper inside and read it one by one.

She browsed quickly and frowned more and more tightly.

"This is Han Shaoqing's weakness?"

With a small face, she looked at the pool banquet discontentedly.

"Are you kidding me?"

Chi Yan washed his hands and wiped them with a towel. His eyebrows and eyes are meaningless.

"Believe it or not."

Feng Ying twisted her eyebrows and read the information in her hand again.

This is the information of a man named Wei Yanzhi. It's really nothing special.

If you have to find a difference, he is the illegitimate son of the Han family and Han Shaoqing's half brother.

Feng Ying once met him. When she was fifteen or sixteen, she only remembered that it was a quiet boy.

"Chi Yan, you don't want me to unite with Wei Yan to deal with Han Shaoqing?"

Chi Yan lit a cigarette, folded his legs and said softly, "the enemy of the enemy is a friend."

"That also depends on whether he is qualified to cooperate with me." Feng Ying threw away the information and was a little disappointed. "I don't underestimate him, it is..."

She deflated her mouth. "Well, I just underestimate him."

In the rich family, who doesn't have one or two illegitimate children?

It's really rare to be as clean as Feng's house.

The status of illegitimate children is very low, especially those like Wei Yan who do not recognize their ancestors and return to their ancestors, and who have not even been crowned with the "Han" surname.

It is said that Han Shaoqing's father gave him a small company when he was only 18 years old, so he didn't pay any attention anymore.

It's said that his talent is mediocre, and the development of that small company is also mediocre, which is only enough for him to worry about food and clothing.

If she really cooperates with him, she is afraid that she will hurt herself and the other party.

In the face of Feng Ying's doubt, Chi Yan didn't defend, half squinted and repeated that sentence again.

"Believe it or not."

“……”

It's stuffy.