Cheng Yuan was stunned, then remembered what happened a few days ago, shook his head and said softly: "I have never blamed you. Besides, I was wrong about what happened that day. I shouldn't speak to you like that. When talking about this, I should apologize to you."

He really felt that he was too excited that day. Maybe his tense emotions had completely exploded for several consecutive days. Every word Feng Ning said just stepped on his sensitive point and subconsciously said some bad words. In fact, he felt very regretful, especially since he knew that Feng Ning would feel guilty, so he became even more annoyed.

The words he said cannot be taken back, but fortunately it can be made up for. Cheng Yuan looked at Feng Ning gently, and an unknown light flowed in his eyes. At this moment, he finally felt like a twenty-year-old boy, took off all his disguises and showed his true self.

Feng Ning felt even more guilty when she heard him. She pinched the chopsticks, and even the noodles in her mouth seemed to become bitter and difficult to swallow. She then raised her head and just met Cheng Yuan's eyes. Cheng Yuan then realized that her eyes were a little red, and she became flushed for a moment: "What's wrong with you? Why did you suddenly cry? I really didn't blame you. Why did you cry?"

While speaking, he hurriedly pulled a tissue and reached out to wipe her tears. Feng Ning was a little stubbornly looking up at the sky, trying to hold back the tears that were about to fall out. After seeing his movements, he felt a little out of control. Tears rolled down his fair cheeks like broken beads.

Feng Ning has never liked to make sounds since she was a child. She was so sad that she just had a bitter face. Tears slid down her cheeks, her body trembled slightly, and she sobbed gently. This habit has been maintained until she grew up, and she still cried like this now.

She didn't want to cry at first, but tears were expressed faster than her emotions. When she realized it, Cheng Yuan had already crossed the table and half-kneeled beside her to wipe her tears. A soft tissue gently stroked her cheeks. Cheng Yuan's gentle voice rang out on top of her head: "Stop crying, no matter what the reason is, it's over, don't cry anymore, I feel uncomfortable when I see you crying."

Cheng Yuan gently wiped her tears, her voice as gentle as water. Feng Ning's face still had tears on his face that were dry, and his eyes were red. He raised his head and stared at Cheng Yuan, and his eyes were facing each other. She choked and asked, "Cheng Yuan, do you believe me?"

Although she didn't say what it was, she knew that Cheng Yuan must understand.

Cheng Yuan nodded with a firm look: "I believe in you, Feng Ning, this time the matter is just a small episode. It is not enough to change anything and will not have too much impact on the starry sky. More importantly, I believe you can handle it well, because you are Feng Ning, you can."

Feng Ning could not remember what happened later. She remembered that she seemed to fall asleep in a daze. In the end, it seemed that Cheng Yuan carried her to the room because she saw Cheng Yuan's face in a trance, but her consciousness was too vague, and she finally compromised with the sleepiness of the sky.

Cheng Yuan tucked the quilt for Feng Ning, stood by the bed and looked at her in a daze, noticing that there were still tears on her face. He would definitely feel uncomfortable when he woke up the next day when he waking up, so he brought a basin of hot water and sat by the bed and wiped Feng Ning slowly with a wet towel.

Feng Ning was restless in her sleep and kept turning over. Cheng Yuan was afraid of waking her up, so she could only walk around to wipe her face. When she was busy, the phone next to Feng Ning's bed rang. Cheng Yuan saw from a distance that the caller was Xina. He was afraid that if there was something important, he couldn't contact Feng Ning, so he hesitated for a few seconds and answered it.

"Mr. Feng, I have asked them to make a new one for that plan. Now the first draft is almost done. I just sent you an email. When will you come to the company to discuss what else you need to modify..."

Cheng Yuan: "Mr. Feng is not very convenient now. Maybe she can't go to the company today. Please inform others about it."

Xina repeatedly confirmed that she did not send the wrong phone number. It was Mr. Feng’s number, so why was Cheng Yuan answered it? Her voice sounded a little trembling, and she asked hesitantly: "Can you ask? What is Mr. Feng doing now..."

Cheng Yuan turned his head and looked at Feng Ning who was sleeping soundly behind him. He did not intend to hide it, and told the truth: "I am still sleeping."

There was a crackling sound from Xina, as if something had been knocked over. Cheng Yuan frowned and moved his phone a little, then continued, "I'll hang up first if it's okay."

Left behind the messy Hina in the wind.

Because she was too shocked, she had a dream at night, dreaming that she went to Douban to post: What should I do if I accidentally discovered the relationship between the boss and the little artist? Waiting online, it was very urgent.
Chapter completed!