The First Spoiled Marriage: Mr.Gu, No Way!

"Wrong! Anything related to Beicheng has something to do with me." Feng Yinian said with certainty.

"When talking, it's quite like your mother." Qiu Yan still didn't look back, but his voice became more indifferent.

Looking at her side face, Feng Yinian couldn't see what she was thinking in her head.

"Do you know my mother?" Feng Yinian didn't want to admit the uncertain thing.

"Not only know? She is the woman I hate most!" Qiu Yan frowned, with murderous spirit in the bottom of his eyes.

Although I only saw the corner of her eye, Feng Yinian was still very sure that it was really murderous.

"You hate sealing home because you hate my mother?" Feng Yinian blinked and asked softly.

Thinking of what Gu Beicheng said, Feng Yinian really couldn't hate this woman.

Perhaps, from beginning to end, she didn't mean to hate Qiu Yan. After all, all things are not her own experience.

Moreover, I think of a good young girl who, unconsciously, was sent to the bed of a strange man and even got pregnant

If things happen to her, she doesn't guarantee that her mind won't be distorted.

"Like your mother, you can only say, but you can't do it!" suddenly, Qiu Yan glanced at Feng.

Feng Yinian frowned and didn't understand what she meant.

However, before she understood, Qiu Yan had turned and left.

"Qiu, aunt Qiu." Feng Yinian turned and chased up.

In the current situation, she can't escape. Did God let aunt Qiu catch herself in order to solve the hatred of that year?

Whether it's OK or not, you can't be indifferent to a letter.

Moreover, twenty hours have passed. If she can, she really wants to call back and report peace first.

Beicheng, she's with aunt Qiu. Don't worry!

Grandpa, ah Yan, don't worry! Aunt Qiu won't hurt her!

While worrying about whether Gu Beicheng and Feng Yan will fall into any trap, Feng Yinian is also worried about Feng Heng's body.

My father's affair has something to do with my mother in Beicheng. It's a great blow to Grandpa. He's not in good health these days.

Now he's missing. If his heart disease relapses, it's really a big deal.

"Aunt Qiu."

When Feng Yinian went in, he only saw several cakes and steaming porridge on the table in the wooden house hall.

Not only tableware, but also porridge are made in duplicate.

Qiu Yan, who had just come in, was already sitting on the table, scooping the porridge in the bowl in his hand.

Looking around, I didn't find anyone else. I read it, sipped my lips, and walked over.

When she came to the empty chair, she sat down uninvited and even picked up the porridge in front of her.

"Aunt Qiu, did you cook this porridge? It's delicious!" Feng Yinian stirred the porridge in the next bowl, glanced at the woman next to him, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.

"Don't get close to me, you won't worry about me poisoning you!" when no one saw it, Qiu Yan's eyes swept on Feng Yinian's stomach.

"I'm sorry! Aunt Qiu, I think what I said just now is really impolite." Feng Yinian pursed his lips and said softly.

"I don't want to see you, because... I really don't want you to catch me. In fact, I don't think much. I'm just worried that Beicheng will be distressed to know."

Before Qiu Yan spoke, she scooped a mouthful of porridge and put it in her mouth.